readx; In the manor of the miracle doctor, Emile, who had recovered his memory, excitedly threw himself into Yang Yifeng's arms, this French girl, the most noble and beautiful royal princess in France, was like a pure little girl at this moment, tears of joy and excitement flowed down her cheeks, hugging the boy who had been thinking about it at night, crying a lot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The loss and recovery of her memory reminded her of all the things that happened, the killer's boarding, the desperate rescue of the ghost doctor and others, the fooling and deception of people in that period of amnesia, Yang Yifeng's rescue, and being misunderstood and distrusted by herself, this scene is vivid, making her feel happy and feel guilty at the same time.

"Amir, you've suffered, and now that everything is fine, you should be happy." Patting the girl's back, Yang Yifeng comforted softly.

"Dear Yang, I'm just so happy, that's why I want to cry, I even want to see you in my dreams, this day has been so long, Yang, now that I have remembered everything and know my identity, will you drive me back to France?" Aimir looked at Yang Yifeng nervously, with tears in his eyes, and asked pitifully.

"If you don't want to go back, no one will want to take you away from me." Yang Yifeng's heart was full of tenderness, after going through so much, he had already seen everything, and he didn't want any of the women he liked to be hurt. At this time, he didn't care that Long Yue and the other women were present, wiped the girl's tears, and said in a firm tone.

"Well, as long as I can be with you, I don't want to be a princess." Emir burst into tears happily again, and his eyes flashed with a strong sense of love, which could melt Yang Yifeng.

"Alright, Amir, congratulations on your wishes, and we can be together in the future." Fei Xue and Simon Wuya were not displeased, and were happy for Emile from the bottom of their hearts, and the friendship established in the castle made the two girls feel very close to Amir, holding her arm from left to right, laughing and groaning.

"Thank you, my dear sister. By the way, I know that dear Yang has a wife, I don't know if it's that sister, is she willing to accept me? Aimir reluctantly left Yang Yifeng's embrace, peeked at Yu Siyi's daughters, and asked the two daughters in a whisper.

Feixue shrugged and smiled, pulled Emir to the women, pointed at Yu Siyi and said, "This sister Yu Siyi is our eldest sister, she is very reasonable, she will definitely like you." ”

Yu Siyi nodded and smiled gently, took Emir's hand and said with a smile: "Don't listen to Feixue's nonsense, how dare I call myself the eldest sister, it's just that my fate gave birth to a baby for our man in advance, the mother is precious by her son, and she is respected by the sisters for her son's light, our sisters are no matter how big or small, nor are they young or old, you are welcome to join our big family, and you are cheaper than the bad guy who shows mercy everywhere." ”

As she spoke, Yu Siyi glanced at Yang Yifeng, took Emile's hand and began to introduce the rest of the women, and all the women also expressed their friendship without any complaints, and soon laughed with Emile.

Looking at a group of beautiful women laughing and laughing, Yang Yifeng in the room became a superfluous one, although he was left out in the cold, but he was very proud in his heart, and the most troublesome thing for him was solved, no woman was in a mood because of her amorousness, this is probably a beautiful thing that all men will wake up laughing when they fall asleep.

"Yifeng, go and see Xiaoyu, since she has made such a big sacrifice for you, you can't let that girl down, anyway, you have enough women, and you don't care about one more. Zhong Qingyan is with her, she is also a good woman, you know what to do. ”

Feixue approached Yang Yifeng, glanced at the silly man who smiled, and sighed faintly.

Yang Yifeng's heart tightened, and he came back to his senses from the warm scene in front of him, thinking of Meng Xiaoyu and Zhong Qingyan, and his mood became dull again.

In another room, seeing Yang Yifeng coming in, Zhong Qingyan's face turned red inexplicably, pointed to Meng Xiaoyu, who was asleep on the bed, and walked towards Yang Yifeng with light steps.

"Xiaoyu is so pitiful, Aunt Meng's death hit her so hard that she fell asleep crying."

Nodding, Yang Yifeng looked at Zhong Qingyan with an unnatural expression, reached out and grabbed the woman's soft, and hugged the woman into his arms in Zhong Qingyan's trembling body.

"Qingyan, I don't want to say I'm sorry, I'll be responsible for what happened last night. Whether you think I'm making it up to you or I'm responsible, I believe I can give you happiness, and I believe that one day you and I will truly love each other. ”

Listening to the boy's outspoken words, Zhong Qingyan's eyes flashed with tears, and she gently snuggled in the boy's arms, not feeling sad in her heart, very calm and warm. I really wanted to tell Yang Yifeng in my heart that I had actually been moved by him a long time ago.

"Go find the other sisters on the side, we will be a family in the future, I think they can accept you and let me accompany Xiaoyu alone." Gently kissed Zhong Qingyan's forehead, Yang Yifeng said with a soft look in his eyes.

"Well, comfort her." Zhong Qingyan nodded meekly, raised her face and kissed Yang Yifeng quickly, and ran out of the room with a red face.

Touching the lip prints on his face, Yang Yifeng walked to the side of the bed in a complicated mood, looking at the little girl who was sleeping with a sad face, feeling pity and pain in her heart.

Unlike the accident between him and Zhong Qingyan, Meng Xiaoyu is innocent, this girl who is still in the flower season should have a happy and happy family, a mother who loves her, and maybe a man who is worthy of all her true love in the future. But all of this was ruined last night, although it was not Yang Yifeng's fault, but it was directly related to him, and he blamed himself.

Touching Meng Xiaoyu's delicate face distressedly, Yang Yifeng said to himself with a look of regret: "Xiaoyu, what should I, Yang Yifeng, do, make up for the guilt and hurt to you?" ”

I don't know how long it took, Meng Xiaoyu shouted loudly in fright: "Mom-" sat up with a rub, startling Yang Yifeng, who was sitting on the side.

Looking at Meng Xiaoyu, who woke up with tears on her face, Yang Yifeng stood up worriedly, grabbed the girl's shoulder, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, is it a nightmare?" ”

Seeing Yang Yifeng in front of him clearly, Meng Xiaoyu pouted and cried, and a pair of pink fists weakly beat Yang Yifeng's chest and cried: "Why? Why? Why is this happening? You hurt my mother. ”

Yang Yifeng's face showed the pain of self-blame, and he hugged the girl into his arms, and choked with red circles in his eyes: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, it's my fault, it's me Yang Yifeng's bastard, I deserve to die." ”

"Woo woo woo ......" Meng Xiaoyu cried hoarsely, crying grief-stricken, lying in Yang Yifeng's arms, like a helpless child, her thin fragrant shoulders trembled, and it didn't take long for her to cry again and faint.

Meng Xiaoyu's cry alarmed the women of Long Yue, and they ran in from the room next to them, looking at the man who was in tears, his eyes were blank and self-reproaching, and he hugged Meng Xiaoyu who had fallen asleep tightly, and everyone shed tears with grief.

There is no need to ask, the women also understand what is happening, they can't bear to watch their beloved man suffer such pain, but they also know that some things are powerless, Yang Yifeng will live in guilt for Meng Xiaoyu for the rest of his life, if he can't get Meng Xiaoyu's forgiveness, the man will probably not be happy in this life, and he can't let go.

"What to do? Sister Siyi, Sister Yue. Shen Tong's daughters looked at Yu Siyi and Long Yue with tears in their eyes, and at this moment, everyone's hearts were in turmoil.

"My husband has a knot, we have to help him untie it, sisters, from now on, we will stay here and accompany Xiaoyu, when Xiaoyu is willing to forgive our man, we will return to him. Otherwise, he will be punished for his own mistakes. Yu Siyi said with a firm face.

Long Yue and the other women looked at Yu Siyi in surprise, then looked at each other, and all agreed with Yu Siyi's proposal, although this method is a bit cruel and a kind of torture for Yang Yifeng, but it is also the most effective method at present. Meng Xiaoyu is kind-hearted, if she knew that her stubbornness and prejudice had affected so many people, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

Although doing this is not a kind of torture for all the women, if Yang Yifeng can't open the knot, even if they are all by the side of the man, everyone will only force their faces to laugh, and they will not get real happiness and happiness.

The women who agreed on the same opinion glanced at each other, Long Yue and Feixue stepped forward and patted Yang Yifeng on the shoulder and said, "Husband, you go back first, leave it to us here, Xiaoyu has a misunderstanding about you, and when she wakes up and sees you, I'm afraid that her emotions will not be able to calm down." You are not allowed to come here again until the light rain has calmed down. ”

Yang Yifeng looked at the girls blankly, nodded with a wry smile, he naturally heard what Yu Siyi said to the girls just now, and he was bitter in his heart at this time, is this a punishment for himself?

"Husband, give us some time, you can solve all the problems during this time, I believe we can convince Xiaoyu that for the sake of our future happiness, we must do this, don't blame us, we are waiting for you to pick us up." Yu Siyi said calmly.