Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 1085

"A person who has been cursed will not live to be 40 years old unless the curse on his body has been removed. But since it has been removed, why did he abandon Su'er?" Actually, Cang Chu had already guessed why he had entrusted the Su'er to him. It was because the curse on his body had not been removed, that he had no choice but to leave the Su'er and let the Su'er look for him.

Although the letter told him a few things, it did not explain where "he" had gone, whether he was alive or dead, nor did it explain whether the curse on his body had been dispelled or not.

The boiling hot pot was emitting hot steam. The pot of water that was originally filled to the brim had already dried up.

There was an alluring fragrance wafting from the dining table, but at this time, no one had an appet.i.te.

A sigh, followed by a long sigh. Everyone's face was shrouded in a thick layer of shadow.

They might still be immersed in the story Ai Lin had told them, or perhaps they were still in shock.

In any case, Ai Lin's story had given them a huge impact. Even though they were unwilling to believe it was true, Cang Chu's letter had become evidence.

They had no choice but to believe it.

"A few years ago, I had a question hidden in my heart, and I felt that there was someone guiding me in the subconscious. There were even times when I felt his presence, but I couldn't find him, and there were also some other things that made me feel that it was too much of a coincidence now that I think about it. If I'm not wrong, the person who has been helping me in the dark all this time should be the Cang Chu who teleported here."

Mu Jin recalled the things that had happened in the past, and every time he had the chance to escape, the things that he wanted to do were arranged perfectly in the next second, leaving him with no worries.

The first time was a coincidence, the second time was luck, and the third time?

The question had always troubled him. He had never said it to anyone because it was just his feeling, a very subtle feeling, like a gust of wind blowing in front of him. You felt it, but you couldn't catch him.

"The reason why you were able to kill my two sisters and my clansmen smoothly should have been because of that Cang Chu who teleported here." At the time, he thought it was too strange.

Now that he thought about it, there was one person who had been doing all this in the dark.

"Iris, didn't he come looking for you?" Cang Chu's eyes once again rested on Ai Lin's body.

The Cang Chu who had teleported over definitely knew that Ai Lin had teleported over like him. Since they had teleported over together, then when the Cang Chu who had teleported over realized this, he would definitely find Wei Yuanwei.

Ai Lin's eyes that were as deep as water froze for a moment, then firmly shook her head: "No, he didn't come look for me, I didn't even know of his existence before."

If Ai Lin had known about Cang Chu's existence since long ago, she wouldn't have been this cautious even after all these years, as she was afraid that if she made the wrong decision, her fate with Mu Jin would become even more dangerous.

Only the heavens knew that when she had resolved to let Mu Jin fight for the throne, her heart was tormented by pain every second. It was precisely because of that decision that caused Mu Jin to take revenge several years later and it had also caused countless of commoners to suffer.

That was the time she was most worried and also the time she was most afraid and worried.

She was afraid that she and Mu Jin would still part ways in the end and leave each other, in a way that was even more miserable than her previous life.

But luckily, all this was over.

However, those few years were really too hard to bear. She endured until her hair grew many strands of white hair.

"Iris is speaking the truth. That Cang Chu who transcended over had never sought out Iris, if not … I should have noticed. " Mu Jin started to wonder when that feeling of being secretly helped disappeared.

According to time calculations, the twenty-six year old Cang Chu had transmigrated here for thirteen years, and had only left the Su'er four years ago. In other words, at that time, Cang Chu was already thirty-five years old.

He was thirty-five years old, and that was when the curse would take effect!

Therefore, for Cang Chu to leave at this time, it was enough to say that the Cang Chu who had teleported here was dead.

As Ai Lin looked at Mu Jin's flickering eyes, it was so fierce that a string at the bottom of his heart seemed to have been touched. His jet-black eyelashes instantly became moist, and even his standing body started to stagger.

Mu Jin immediately went forward and hugged Ai Lin's body, holding onto her soft and small hands, and said softly: "Don't be sad, didn't Su'er come back already?"

A couple would spend a day's worth of grace, and since they had experienced so many trials and hards.h.i.+ps, Mu Jin naturally understood what Ai Lin was thinking in her heart.

"But …" Ai Lin bit her lips, then looked at Cang Chu with teary eyes. Cang Chu would treat the Su'er well, she understood, but Cang Chu … Cang Chu... How many years could he have left to the Su'er?

By the time he turned thirty-five, the curse on Cang Chu's body would take effect, what would happen to her Su'er?

When Ai Lin thought of this, her heart ached even more.

"It's fine." Mu Jin looked resolutely at Ai Lin with her sunken eyes.

This caused the anxious Ai Lin to feel as if she had grabbed onto a lifesaver in the midst of a violent storm and ocean, making her feel a lot more at ease.

"Cough cough …" Ning Zheyan let out a light cough, breaking the silent atmosphere. Her originally rosy face, for some reason, became pale white, and following Ning Zheyan's coughing voice, his complexion became more and more pale. When he stopped coughing, that rosy face once again slowly replaced the paleness, "Cang Chu, what do you mean by you, who had transmigrated here?

"Either that, or Wei Yuanwei still has something she didn't tell us!" When Ning Zheyan said this, she was actually looking at Ai Lin. Within his narrow and long phoenix eyes, the color of his eyes was obscure and unreadable.

Mu Jin hugged Ai Lin in his embrace, and looked at Ning Zheyan whose face was still somewhat pale. "You secretly stopped the medicine in the past few days, didn't you?"

No wonder, Ning Zheyan rarely caused a ruckus these days.

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Ning Zheyan directly walked in front of Ai Lin, and suddenly grabbed onto Ai Lin's hand. A pair of narrow and long almond-shaped eyes narrowed, and an unexplainable cold light shot out from them.

Mu Jin immediately grabbed Ning Zheyan's hand, and said coldly: "What are you planning to do?"

"What for? Don't you understand? Where did such pure feelings between men and women come from? To actually be able to make Zheyan throw her life away for her, if others don't understand Zheyan, wouldn't Zheyan understand herself? " After Ning Zheyan finished speaking, her gaze fell on Ai Lin.