Chapter 660: Tears flowed

Yu Yang looked at him, raised his chin slightly, and his eyes were stubborn and firm, "I said, I don't want to drink." ”

The prince has never been challenged to his authority again and again, but the woman in front of him has violated his bottom line again and again!

The prince's anger rushed from the soles of his feet to the top door, and the flames in his heart were so bright that he couldn't hold it back.

"Don't drink it, do you?"

The prince looked at her emaciated and haggard cheeks, his heart was swollen and painful, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You can't choose!" You have to drink if you don't drink it! ”

As he spoke, he pressed the back of her head with one hand and lifted the medicine bowl to pour it into her mouth.

"Woo ......"

Yu Yang closed his eyes tightly, frowning in pain, struggling desperately, tears falling silently from the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Yu Yang only thought of his careful care for her before, and now he was gentle and considerate to Wang Yanxi, and now he was so rough and impatient with her, these sharp and strong pairs were like a needle piercing her heart, dense and sharp, and in an instant, all the pain and despair of Yu Yang broke out, and he didn't know where the strength came from to push the prince away, and roared loudly, "I said I won't drink!" You let go of me! ”

The prince was waved by her hand, and the medicine bowl slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, making a screeching sound again.

The air froze for a moment, and both of them stared at the shattered fragments on the ground, as well as the black medicinal juice sprinkled all over the ground, and fell silent for a moment.

The prince raised his head and glared at her, his teeth clucking, and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, like an enraged lion, and roared, "Have you made enough trouble?!" ”

Enough trouble?

What is she messing with?

How did she end up like this?

Vixen? Or a resentful woman?

She has never loved tears, why did she cry like she is now.

Yu Yang's face was pale, his big eyes were full of tears, he was full of helplessness and confusion, and he couldn't even answer himself.

Yu Yang's eyes trembled slightly, and his gaze fell on the jade pendant on his waist, where there was nothing.

Although I don't know why he didn't wear the purse given by Wang Yanxi, the mandarin duck purse she gave by herself is also gone.

He didn't wear it again, no, it should have been thrown away a long time ago.

It was as if he had thrown her out of his heart.

He had already sentenced her to death in his heart, he had no trust, he didn't listen to explanations, and now he didn't even have the most basic gentleness and patience for her.

There was another person living in his heart, and she was just in the past tense.

Tears of bean size poured out from Yu Yang's eyes, accompanied by sobbing, which was particularly eye-catching in Nuoda's house.

The prince looked at her and cried so much that his heartache spread to his limbs, and he couldn't even breathe, and for a moment he was stuck in his throat.

She rarely cried.

After knowing each other for so long, she rarely cried in front of him.

But it seems that in recent days, her eyes are often red and swollen, and she can't stop crying.

Is it really so painful and unhappy to be with him?

If that is the case, will she leave him suddenly without saying goodbye?

Countless cranky thoughts turned into panic and fear, the prince's heart beat faster, he was at a loss, his mind was in chaos, he didn't know what he was doing, what he should do, and when he reacted, he had already strode forward and grabbed her wrist, and he didn't dare to let go of it, afraid that he would slip through his fingers if he didn't pay attention to her.