In Love With The Fake Bride

Chama seemed to be caught on the spot for doing something bad, his eyes were empty and he didn't dare to look at Locke, but he still choked back, "I'm here to see if you're dead, so that I can collect your body in time."

"Really? Are you afraid that someone will be sad if I die?" Locke smiled like a fox who stole honey, and beckoned to Chama, "Come here."

The worries in Chama's heart faded away, and when he saw Locke's gestures like beckoning cats and dogs, he gave Locke a vicious look, "Don't get close to me, we don't know each other well!"

"Why are you unfamiliar? That night we..."

Before Locke finished speaking, Chama jumped up to him like an electric shock, covered his mouth directly, and growled fiercely, "Shut up!"

"What's the matter?" Locke, who was wrapped in bandages, looked innocent, "Didn't we catch Tie Yi together that night? I see, you don't want to be responsible for me! If it wasn't for protecting you, I would have been caught by Tie Yi." Did you get hurt?"

Chama really wanted to strangle Locke to death. This damn guy, who was clearly doing something quietly, why did the smell change when he spit it out of his mouth?

"Don't talk nonsense here!" Chama's face turned into anger, she grabbed Locke's clothes and walked out, "Come with me!"

Locke was pulled and almost fell down, "Slow down, can't you be more polite to me? I'm a wounded man with broken ribs!"

"I won't die in a while, don't talk so much nonsense, go!" Chama fiercely dragged Locke out, and Locke's face behind him was full of grievances, like a little daughter-in-law who dared not make a sound.

The dumbfounded medical officer was stunned for two seconds, lowered his head and continued to grab the medicine, and complained softly, "These two people are cold and hot, it's like fire and ice, when did they see each other?"

The medical officer's mutterings were not heard by Chama, otherwise he might turn back and tear down the entire hospital because of his fiery personality.

Locke was dragged outside by Chama, shook his head and said helplessly, "Boss, will you die if you walk slowly? I am a serious patient with five broken ribs. I can't walk like this! You can't slow down a little to take care of me. Get me?"

Chama ignored Locke's ridicule with a straight face, and said seriously after walking to a secluded place, "I have something very important to tell you. Tie Yi is dead, and the king is accused of being a murderer."

"What?" Locke has been in a coma since he was wounded by Tie Yi last night, and he finally woke up not long ago. Hearing what Locke said at this moment, he couldn't believe his ears, "This is impossible! The king is not an addict. Killing people. If he really wanted Tie Yi's life, he would have done it long ago, there is no need to wait until now."

To Dalbe, killing Tie is as simple as trampling an ant to death. Locke simply doesn't believe that Dalbe, who has always been aloof and arrogant, would attack Tie.

"I don't believe it either, but the fact is like this." Chama told Locke what happened just now, and sighed softly, "I always feel that things are not that simple. The return of Tiemu and Tieyuan is too coincidental. The king said The corpse is fake, but when I brought the corpse back just now, I took a closer look at the face, and he is indeed Tie Yi..."

After listening to Chama's statement, Locke also put on a serious expression, "What about the corpse now? Tiemu still doesn't allow the medical officer to dissect it?"

"Yes, he would rather die than agree. Even though he is now locked in the fence outside the palace, he still swears that if Tie Yi's body suffers any damage, he will directly hit the palace wall to death, making the king very embarrassed." The more Ma said, the more angry he became, "He is clearly threatening death and trying to discredit the king!"

"Where is Ironwood locked up now? Take me there." Locke has always been calm and introverted, his slender eyes flickered twice, hiding a sparkle that no one knew about.

Chama shook his head and refused, "No need, I believe the king will have a way to deal with it. You are a wounded person now, so don't meddle in it, just take care of yourself."

"I just broke a rib, not a broken brain!" Locke insisted abnormally, "You only have two choices, either take me there, or sleep here with me."

"Damn!" Chama couldn't help but swear, "I must be crazy to come here to see you, bastard, don't try to threaten me!"

Saying that, Chama turned around to leave, and didn't want to pay more attention to Locke.

However, as soon as he took half a step, Locke groaned in pain, "Hiss—it hurts!"

Chama stopped, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, then turned his head and stared at Locke fiercely, "You really are a fox who only eats people but doesn't spit out bones, and the best thing is to threaten!"

Locke covered his chest with broken ribs with one hand, his face was a little pale because of the forceful brisk walk just now, but with the most brilliant smile, "No, I don't eat people, I just want to eat you."

"Shut up for me! Or I will break your neck!" Chama cursed viciously, grabbed Locke's arm and put it on his shoulders, and helped him walk out of the palace, cursing in a low voice, "In my previous life He must be a heinous villain, otherwise he would have offended you!"

Locke's injury is still not healed, and it is very difficult to walk, but he is very happy in his heart.

He looked sideways at Chama, who was thinking about it, and the word "cute" suddenly popped up in his mind.

Although the tall and burly General Chama doesn't match cuteness at all, Locke just feels that this word applies to him at this moment.

Fortunately, Locke knew this time and knew not to tease Chama too hard, lest he turn his face completely.

Otherwise, Chama would definitely run away on the spot when he knew that a cute hat had been put on his head!

With Chama's support, Locke, whose chest was still wrapped in a bandage, walked forward step by step. The morning sun stretched the figures of the two very long, intertwined and entangled, as if they were cuddling each other.

Locke turned his head to look at the entangled figure of the two beside him, feeling even more joyful, and could not help but whistle.

Chama frowned angrily, "Walk well when you walk, what are you talking about!"

He really didn't understand, even though Locke's ribs were broken, how could he still be in the mood to whistle some bullshit!

Locke's slender eyes smiled crookedly, "I can't help it, and I don't want to be embarrassed, but I'm in such a good mood that I can't control myself."

Chama gave Locke a blank look, his face full of disgust, "Crazy!"

The smile on Locke's face grew stronger, "Maybe I'm really a lunatic, but I'm happy!"

"You really deserve a beating!" Chama finally suppressed his anger and jumped up, angrily glaring at Locke, his eyes suddenly became tense, "Bastard! Your wound is bleeding, why didn't you make a sound?"

"Squeak." Locke didn't care at all, "The wound outside was deliberately made by the medical officer to release dead blood, so it doesn't matter."