80 The Memory About Us

Basen lifted his head, his red eyes focused on Matthew instead of the medicine in his hand. "I didn't know that such a relationship could exist."

Matthew looked away, then grunted. "Their relationship indeed should never have happened. Because the child they give birth to will only bring disaster."

Matthew's face looked gloomy, so Basen didn't dare ask too much. He put the pounded herbs in the bowl, then gave it to Matthew.

Although Basen wanted to help, he was sure that Matthew didn't want anyone else touching his wound at this time.

"Milord." Basen broke the silence by asking, "Have you lived so long?"

Basen was unable to guess how old Matthew was precise. However, he could feel that Matthew had lived longer than him.

Matthew didn't answer for a few moments. His hands were busy cleaning the blood that was still flowing from his wound; then applied the medicinal plants given by Basen.