Chapter 472: Whose House Is the Yellow Sparrow (4)
But because Dongfang Che had been drinking non-stop for a long time, his steps had already been vain, and he couldn't even stand up for a while. can only stretch out his hand and pull the corner of Zhan Meixiang's clothes, holding it tightly, refusing to let go.
Zhan Meixiang subconsciously dodged when Dongfang Che stretched out her hand, but she didn't dodge. After all, Zhan Meixiang's body has not fully recovered, and she doesn't want to move too much. There were so many attendants and subordinates outside the hall, and she didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
Therefore, Zhan Meixiang just frowned, and then helplessly let Dongfang Che pull the corners of her clothes. Not a word.
"Xiang'er...... It's really you...... It's really Xiang'er! Dongfang Che was a little incoherent excitedly. His fragrance finally came to see him! Does this prove that his Xiang'er is willing to forgive him? He's so happy...... I'm really happy...... "Xiang'er...... Xiang'er, don't go...... You listen to me, I know I'm wrong, really wrong...... I miss you so much, I've been thinking about you. I don't want you to smile at other men, I want you to laugh at me alone...... I don't want you to be so close to other men, you're mine...... It's my own...... Can you forgive me...... Please forgive me...... Just this once, the last ......"
Dongfang Che saw that Zhan Meixiang did not reject him, so he mustered up the courage to support his body and reached out to hold Zhan Meixiang's hand.
Zhan Meixiang subconsciously wanted to break free, but Dongfang Che was afraid that Zhan Meixiang would run away, so he worked very hard, so that Zhan Meixiang couldn't break free at the first time. Then, Zhan Meixiang could only helplessly let Dongfang Che pull her like this.
"I won't forgive you." There is a faint ruthlessness, but it is the sharpest knife for Dongfang Che.
Dongfang Che's drunkenness flew away in an instant, and his helpless eyes were wide open to look at the woman in front of him, subconsciously wanting to refuse to understand the meaning of this sentence. But how is it possible not to understand? Didn't you expect that? When he hurt his Xiang'er to the point that his body was incomplete, he knew that his Xiang'er was ...... It will never be possible to forgive him......
Thinking of this, Dongfang Che let go of his hand and lowered his head weakly, like a child who had done something wrong.
Zhan Meixiang saw Dongfang Che put down his hand, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. After sorting out her thoughts, Zhan Meixiang continued lightly: "As the king of a country, you are really powerful...... What can you make up for if you drink all day long, even if you drink to death? Isn't it enough that you killed my unborn child? Do you still want to kill Yu'er and Xuan'er? It doesn't matter if you don't care about the government, I just know that if you continue like this, the country will face collapse. It's okay if you're dead, but don't bother Yu'er and Xuan'er. ”
After speaking, Zhan Meixiang turned around and walked outside the hall.
Dongfang Che heard what Zhan Meixiang said, slowly raised his head, and saw Zhan Meixiang's back walking outside the hall.
"Xiang'er ......"
The call that froze in his mouth could only disappear between Dongfang Che's lips and teeth in the end.
Zhan Meixiang stood still a moment before stepping out of the palace door, with her back to Dongfang Che: "I knew this was the case, why did I bother in the first place?" Dongfang Che, it's already late. ”
After saying that, there is no nostalgia. It's just that out of the corner of his eye, a tear still flowed down after all.
Dongfang Che limped weakly.