Chapter 1638 No Trace

Chapter 59 No trace

Moshang Hua was staring at him with such an expression, her white and tender fingers unconsciously pinched her cuffs lightly, her voice became dry, and she didn't know what to say.

After a long time, until the breathing of both of them could be heard, Yan Cenxuan said in a hoarse voice, "When did you learn medical skills?"

In other words, what he wants to ask is when did she start to look like this, which is what he has been wanting to ask these days, but he has never had the chance to ask.

Just now the words came to the throat, and it was after hesitating for a long time that he asked.

A strange color quickly flashed across Mo Shanghua's eyes, the palms were caged and then loosened, loosened and caged, and finally loosened.

"Almost four months have passed since that day."

The implication is that four months have passed, and four months are enough to change many things.

A dazed look flashed across Yan Cenxuan's eyes, and he murmured in a low voice: "So much time has passed."

The expression in Mo Shanghua's eyes calmed down, without any disturbance, "The former Liu Qianqian died a long time ago."

Died in the dungeon that day, under the great injustice, countless grievances, and those who killed her are still at large.

A flash of brilliance flashed through her eyes very quickly, and she immediately regained her tranquility.

However, what she said didn't mean that, it depends on how Yan Cenxuan understood it.

Sure enough, Yan Cenxuan narrowed his eyes and thought about it for a while, and then understood what she meant, it was just that Moshanghua was forced by the situation and had to grow up, just to survive.

Or, she is now full of hatred...

His eyes darkened suddenly, and he sighed softly in his heart, "I know all about it."

"My current name is - Mo - Shang - Hua." As if seeing the dimness in his eyes, Mo Shanghua hesitated for a while, and said each word with concentration: "For four months, only you know .”

The eyes of Yan Beicheng, who was hiding in the dark, flickered coldly, and an uncontrollable deep and dark color gushed out of his eyes, and the slender palms hanging down by his side were tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

Only you know...

These words kept reverberating in his mind, and it was as if he was in a daze. It made him so angry that he couldn't help but let out his breath.

Fortunately, he realized what was wrong in time, quickly adjusted his breathing, turned around and left quickly, and disappeared in the house in an instant.

However, Mo Shanghua's eyes sharpened sharply, she stood up abruptly, and slowly scanned every part of the room with sharp eyes.

"Who?" Yan Cenxuan understood instantly, sat up straight, and tried to raise his voice and lower his voice.

"Your servant deserves to die, your servant deserves to die." A maidservant's slightly frightened voice came from outside the room immediately.

Yan Cenxuan turned his eyes to look at Moshanghua, and he was relieved when she saw her chin tapped slightly, "It's okay, it's getting late, you go to change shifts."

The night watch tasks come in turn, and now that the maids outside are awake, it will inevitably hinder them from talking, so it's better to send them ahead.

"Yes." The maid outside the house also let out a low sigh of relief, and quickly rolled up the bed in response.

Mo Shanghua stared sideways at the figure of the maids outside the window. For some reason, she always felt that something was wrong in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, and her heart was tight and awkward.

"What's wrong?" Yan Cenxuan seemed to see something wrong with Mo Shanghua, and frowned slightly. Seeing that there was no one else around, he couldn't help showing a bit of worry in his eyes.