Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

Shen Yunyan's tears flowed uncontrollably, his body trembling slightly. He asked in a desperate voice, "Is there really no turning back? Is there really no way out?"

How he wished that Liu Yixiao could have a different answer, even if it was just a glimmer of hope.

Liu Yixiao just smiled and said nothing.

His eyes became distant and deep, as if he was lost in memories.

He thought silently in his heart, if he had been luckier, had met Su Yue earlier, had met this group of people who were willing to understand and support him earlier, perhaps everything would have been different.

But now, the wheel of fate has turned mercilessly, and he can no longer turn back. He can only grit his teeth and keep going, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if the final outcome is to be shattered into pieces.

Liu Yixiao looked at the silence of the crowd and knew in his heart that they were all worried about their own situation, but he didn't want this heavy atmosphere to hang over everyone forever.

So, he feigned a casual smile and said, "What's the matter? Are you shocked by my heroic deeds? There's no one like me before, and there won't be anyone like me after. I deserve to be recorded in history!"

His tone was exaggerated and he deliberately put on a smug look.

Shangguan Haomu couldn't help but retort after hearing what he said, "You, a wanted criminal, still want to leave your name in history? You'll probably be infamous forever!"

He rolled his eyes at Liu Yixiao, his tone full of obvious disdain.

The two of them started arguing with each other, and the originally depressing atmosphere became a little more relaxed.

Everyone's tense nerves relaxed a little, and a smile unconsciously appeared on their faces.

Su Yue looked at everyone, chuckled and shook her head: “Okay, okay, stop making trouble.

After a day's journey, everyone was tired.

Ah Chen, please help Liu Yixiao to Xiaofan and the others' room to rest."

Shangguan Haochen responded and walked forward to help Liu Yixiao up.

Liu Yixiao still kept mumbling stubbornly: "I can walk by myself, no need for help." But his injured body leaned honestly on Shangguan Haochen.

Everyone got up one after another and prepared to go back to their rooms to rest.

Su Yue looked at their backs and silently prayed in her heart that the road ahead would be smoother.

The lights in the room gradually dimmed, leaving only silence.

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, sprinkling on the earth, as if it is also drawing a gentle end to this tiring day.

After a simple wash, Su Yue sat gently on the edge of the bed, reached out and gently touched Mu Feng's belly, feeling the beating of the new life inside.

Mu Feng smiled and put his hand on Su Yue's hand. Their eyes met, full of warmth and expectation.

At this moment, Shen Yunyan suddenly spoke, breaking the silence: "I don't know whether to praise him for being brave or for being ignorant."

There was a hint of confusion and emotion in his voice.

Su Yue raised her head slightly, her eyes becoming deep and distant, and she slowly said, "This reminds me of when our country was not strong, there were people who stood up to resist injustice and marched in the streets.

Some people don’t understand, think it’s useless and may even put themselves in harm’s way.

They face tremendous pressure and unknown dangers, but even so, people continue to stand up.

Because they have faith in their hearts and a persistent pursuit of fairness and justice.

They know that even if there is only a glimmer of hope, even if their own power is insignificant, as long as someone takes the lead, it is possible to awaken more people and promote social change. "

Su Yue's voice was soft but firm: "They may be ridiculed and suppressed, but their courage and persistence will eventually become a beacon illuminating the darkness.

The same is true for Liu Yixiao. His resistance may seem a bit reckless and impulsive now, but who can say that this is not the beginning of change? "

The room fell into a brief silence, everyone immersed in their own thoughts.

Outside the window, the breeze blows gently, and the leaves rustle, as if telling stories about courage and hope.

After Liu Yixiao was helped to lie down, Xiaofan looked at him with a scrutinizing expression, as if his eyes could see through Liu Yixiao.

Liu Yixiao was not afraid at all and looked straight into Xiaofan's eyes. The two of them were in a stalemate, neither of them willing to look away first.

Xiao Fan slowly lay down beside Liu Yixiu. At first, he didn't rush to speak, as if he was waiting for a suitable opportunity.

The room was very quiet, with only the intermittent snoring of the attendants.

Finally, Xiao Fan said briefly and firmly, "You're not telling the truth."

His voice was particularly clear in the silence.

Liu Yixiao smiled upon hearing this, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "You're not telling the truth either, Mr. Zhou."

When Xiao Fan heard Liu Yixiao calling out his last name, there was no panic on his face. It was totally unlike the behavior of a 15-year-old boy. Instead, he was calm beyond his age.

He said coldly: "I am different from you."

Liu Yixiao smiled indifferently, with a hint of loneliness in his tone: "What's the difference? We just want to steal a little warmth that doesn't belong to us."

After that, both of them stopped talking and the room fell into silence again.

No one knew that because of these two short sentences, both of them could not calm down for a long time.

Xiao Fan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He thought about his life experience and the hardships he had experienced. Liu Yixiao's words kept echoing in his ears, making him start to wonder whether he and Liu Yixiao really had similarities.

Liu Yixiu also couldn't fall asleep. The hardships and setbacks he had experienced along the way kept appearing in his mind.

He originally thought that he had long been accustomed to loneliness and indifference, but Xiaofan's appearance and their conversation caused ripples in his heart.

He didn't know why he said such words to a young boy. Perhaps at that moment, he saw his former self in Xiaofan's eyes.

The tranquility of the night enveloped the room, and Liu Yixiu gradually fell into a confused dream in exhaustion.

In this dream, everything is as beautiful as an illusory fairyland.

He dreamed that he and Su Yue and the others really became a family, living under the same roof.

Every day, there would be lively bickering and seemingly ruthless but affectionate insults to each other, but no one ever hurt each other with malicious intent.

He was not forced to embark on this bloody and dangerous road of no return, but lived an ordinary and warm life.

He never got pregnant in his life, but a group of lively and cute little ones surrounded him and called him "Daddy" happily.

Whenever he was sick, there would always be gentle hands caressing his forehead, concerned eyes looking at him, bringing him medicine and water, and taking good care of him.

When he is sad and crying, someone will gently hold him in his arms and comfort him with soft voices.

Whenever the weather gets cold, someone will prepare warm clothes for him early, worrying about whether he will catch a cold.