Chapter 152: Hug My Little Poor (44)
He whispered and repeated it again.
“…… I don't want to be separated. ”
The boy pressed his white forehead lightly against the door. The icy temperature freezes the emotions completely.
His eyes were empty.
The fair-skinned fingertips lightly touched the door frame, and his voice was soft: "It's okay not to separate?" ”
He lowered his eyelashes, and the raindrops that had just dropped on his eyelashes were blinked. The heavy rain outside seems to be falling in my heart.
"When my father died, I told me that women in the world are not trustworthy, and the mother once promised him her sincerity, but in the end, she personally ordered his death and crushed his body to ashes."
He blinked, and his face became more and more pale, "Because my father is old and decrepit, the mother emperor alienated him, and later provoked a young and favored servant, and the mother emperor didn't ask the reason...... An order was given that not even the ashes would be left for him. ”
The young man lowered his eyes and pursed his pale lips, "I don't say this to make my wife sympathize with me...... I know that I did too much to leave myself a way out. But the wife ......"
His voice slowly became a little sad and hoarse, "I want to be with you well, no one is so good to me, I want to treat you well in the future...... You're not like everyone else. ”
On the young man's elegant and beautiful face, his beautiful eyes blinked lightly, and he lowered his head with a quiet expression.
"Actually...... I like you, and it's not all because you're good to me. I don't know how...... When I saw you that day, I felt familiar. Nanhuai pursed his lips and lowered his eyes a little dazedly.
That kind of emotion made him instinctively feel a little dangerous.
This world.
Wholehearted dedication will not necessarily be exchanged for the same return as the wife and the owner.
This is what his father's ashes taught him.
He didn't want to be like that.
But now, none of that matters.
I'd rather not think about it in the future, thinking about nothing, as long as I can be forgiven now and be together.
That was the best thing he could think of right now.
The snow-white sleeves of his coat wet the door, dyed a slightly dark color, and his eyes drooped emptyly, staring blankly at the hollow pattern on the door.
The people inside didn't move for a long time, and after a few seconds, there were footsteps.
Nan Huai was slightly stunned, and immediately raised his head, retreated, and looked at the door with blank eyes.
The shallow eyes shone like stars.
The door opened gently, and Yun Xia looked at him indifferently.
"Wife," the young man blinked, whispering in a cold voice.
"I will be obedient, I will listen to you for everything, you can do whatever you ask me to do in the future, I will be a good husband."
He stared at his white fingertips, "...... I will serve you too, I can do whatever my husband should do, and I will try to make you feel good......"
“……”
His Royal Highness plucked up his courage and didn't finish speaking, but Yun Xia listened strangely and said, "Wait." ”
The boy paused.
From under her long and thick eyelashes, looking at her carefully and silently, her face was fragile and pale, looking like a delicate fragile object.
"What are you trying to make me feel good?" The girl raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Nanhuai was stunned.
What I said just now was very chaotic and panicked. Besides, serving his wife was what a husband should do, and he didn't think anything when he said this.
But at this time, I was suddenly asked rhetorically, and I realized what topic I had just said. The young man was stunned for a moment, and his pale and delicate cheeks finally regained a trace of blood, and he lowered his head, his eyelashes flickering.
"That's it...... That's it. ”