Let Me Shoulder This Blame!

Su Shi looked up at him.

The bet on himself is calm, calm and even warm.

Warmth can almost make people ignore the dripping blood of the bottomless bottom.

"……No."

Su Shi staggered his eyes and forced his Lieutenant's arm to get up. His face was so pale because of this unconstrained movement.

Because of the weakness and the short-term unloading of the defense back to the eyes, his look was cold and the tone was sloppy: "I am not coming to the old, if there is nothing wrong with His Royal Highness, I will leave."

No matter how well-known players are, even if the experience of cooking is flying, you must fly with dignity.

After all, the people who misunderstood him are still in the majority. He has at least a chance to die, but if he is stable, he can still win.

Hearing the other party's cold tone, Wino's gaze narrowed, and he looked at Dana for a long while, and suddenly he lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.

There is Guanghua gradually faded from his eyes, but it seems to be properly gathered, and cherished in the eyes.

"I understand, Dana... You stay here, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Right - I will ask them to isolate you separately, take good care of them, and send you back to Isaton Palace in two days."

He was reminded that Su Shi remembered the business that he had almost forgotten, took a deep breath and started to turn to look at him.

"'His Royal Highness and President Terence are very happy, and agree to give up the past, return to Isaton Palace and cooperate with the government, work together for the country's tomorrow." Write a press release, how do you feel? ?"

"Not bad, the Terence government will think that this is a good opportunity for me and the insurgents, and the insurgents can confirm my position according to this report, and then find a way to rescue me."

Vino was silent for a moment, watching him walk to the door, only to finally whisper: "If you can, Dana, I hope that you should not be there at the time."

The plan is not fully grasped. Once there is any change, he really does not want to see the other party once again to protect himself.

The hand pressing the door handle suddenly had a meal, and Dana did not answer, but did not continue to open the door.

The lieutenant firmly held the weak marshal and looked at him with a sigh of relief.

"You can rest assured that we are still enemies. You are the betrayal who hates me, the murderer who killed the teacher. I will never forgive you forever in my life."

Vino whispered softly, and the tone was soft and warm with the conversation: "So that day, don't let me see you, okay?"

"it is good……"

The person standing at the door responded with a slight sigh, and the slightly tired back re-sharpified into a soldier's pen.

He suddenly turned around and greeted Vinoh's gaze, as if there was anything to say, but he did not speak at all, but he was slowly stepped out of the door by the lieutenant.

The door was slowly closed, as if to cover a very light sigh.

"You said--"

When he was helped by the lieutenant, he was exhausted and leaned on the seat of the co-driver. He still had a faint luck: "I was comforting me in his last words?"

"It may also be that His Highness Vino is really fooled by you, re-believing that you are a traitor and want to formally break with you."

The lieutenant lifted the hand gear meticulously and opened the temperature control system. After a moment of silence, he replied in a low voice.

Su Shi opened his eyes and turned his head to meet the glory of Zhongzheng. After half a sigh, he added: "Are you comforting me?"

......

The loyal lieutenant's subconsciousness holds his breath, and his persevering face is slightly distorted, and he is caught in a dilemma.

"Forget it, I still don't ask."

Su Shi dumbly smiled, shook his head helplessly, and turned his eyes to the window: "Let's lie, but I still don't hurt you..."

The words have not finished, their car suddenly trembled, accompanied by a harsh explosion, the vision quickly swallowed by the glare of white light.

The presidential palace has become a mess.

The situation that Su Shi has been painstakingly created for a long time has finally come into effect. It is accustomed to the operation of the central commander of Marshal Dana, and the Terence government that lost the CEO has almost completely embarrassed.

The president was urgently called from the bed, and finally the situation of panic was stabilized. The meticulous arrangement of many matters was still left unattended, and many orders were difficult to communicate immediately and effectively.

The increasingly chaotic staffing has finally caught the attention of Vino.

"What happened, you have been here, Dana?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to send breakfast, Vino stopped the lieutenant who was always with Dana, and his heart had vaguely raised some ominous premonitions.

The lieutenant greeted his gaze, and the silence was quietly opened for a moment: "The marshal was held by the insurgents and demanded the release of His Royal Highness. The two sides are still negotiating for the time being, please be patient."

The hand holding his wrist suddenly tightened, and the lieutenant raised his head. For the first time, he saw a mixture of shock, anxiety and pain in Vero's face.

The eyes seemed to suddenly roll up the waves, but only for a moment they were forcibly suppressed by reason: "When is it? Is there no protection around him, how can the whereabouts leak out?"

"On last night, the marshal did not want to see his weak state, so he refused the guard escort. The whereabouts are top secret, and we don't know why it was leaked."

The lieutenant slowed down and pulled off his grip, bowed his head and staggered his eyes, and pushed the soup bowl through meticulously.

"The Marshal gave up the resistance and asked the insurgents to let me go. I was ordered to look after you, His Royal Highness, and your condition also determined the safety of the Marshal, so please eat properly and the injury will be restored as soon as possible."

"But you should know that they will not be kind to him..."

Not at all.

Vino's gaze fell on the bowl of soup, and the noodle soup was warm and calm, without a trace of turmoil.

The plan to send him back to Isaton Palace is flawed. Although the identity of the royal family is enough to temporarily save his life, there are many radicals in the Terence government, but rather would use their own death to intensify the situation and wage war.

As long as he returns to Isaton Palace, there will be an assassin who will follow him, so he will hope that Dana will not be present.

He has long seen the hidden dangers, but he has not broken it. Because of Dana’s identity and situation, it has reached the limit in order to maintain him.

But now, the chips are enough.

The marshal is still in the hands of the insurgents. The president will not allow the exchange to appear a little bit of a leak. No one has the courage to assassinate himself at this time.

The whereabouts are top secret, and even the lieutenant is not fully informed.

It was Dana who personally disclosed the information to the insurgents and voluntarily fell into the hands of the insurgents to ensure their absolute safety.

"Nuya, at that time - is there anything he has to say to me?"

Vino tried to calm down and watched him whisper.

He still remembers that Dana was swallowing back when he was leaving the door.

He must have something to convey to himself, but he did not succeed. Perhaps it is because the past scars are too deep, perhaps because they still have not found the right time.

Or maybe because of his own shot.

Meeting his gaze, the lieutenant's eyes suddenly faintly red, and quickly lowered his head.

This action called Vino's heart tightened fiercely, like a hot stream of hot water rolling over his internal organs, stabbing him out of breath.

He must know.

Vino's voice was hoarse, but the tone was still calm, more calm than any previous sentence: "Tell me, what does he want to say to me?"

The firm body gently slammed, and the red eyes lifted his head and greeted the burning magma that almost flowed out of the eyes.

The marshal's pale face seems to be floating in front of him, and the light smile is soft and relieved. It is so relieved that people can't help but have a strong fear.

Lieutenant’s chest violently fluctuated a few times before finally muttering: “The marshal said, let you remember to eat well, take care of your injuries, and live well...”

He just wanted to tell him to live.

Vino silently lowered his gaze and sat motionless. The figure was solidified into an icy statue.

The magma casts everything into a hard shell, and all the emotions are firmly sealed in it, leaving only the pain of being hidden and unable to escape.

"Nuya, I know you can trust, you listen to me."

All the plans were overthrown in an instant, and Vino’s voice sighed, and the tone had turned into an unquestionable tough decision.

"He must be playing such an idea. Dyna has been sitting in the center for a long time. The current government does not have a competent performer. On the day of the exchange of hostages, the inside must have been tangled up. If this time, the attack is launched. The most favorable time for the insurgents."

Lieutenant’s gaze also quickly focused and nodded silently.

"This battle must have happened after the exchange of hostages. Dana could not help the government to win the war. According to his previous performance, he did not even leave any back road for himself."

Vino quickly integrated all known situations, but the mind became more and more sinking.

He greeted the lieutenant's sudden gaze, and the throat seemed to be faint.

"He didn't intend to come back from the beginning. We must stop him - no matter what happens, we must guarantee that he will live, Nuya, do you understand?"