And the roses that Shen Xingjue threw hard just now, the thorns on the flowers were directly pierced on the back of the woman's hand.

Mixed with the wound on the back of the woman's hand, it looks more and more embarrassed at the moment.

Chen Qingyue angrily took the knife away and looked up at him: "Shen Xingjue, don't be so boring, okay?" What is our relationship now? What qualifications do you have to control me?"

"I, you're your man." Shen Xingjue was so angry.

He looked at her with a condescending look.

"Hmph. A man, not a husband. ”

Chen Qingyue's stubborn little face looked at him, and said in a mocking tone: "The relationship between me and you is just a relationship between each taking what he needs. ”

"The relationship between each taking what he needs, a good one taking what he needs?" Shen Xingjue's emotions were very out of control.

I didn't expect this Chen Qingyue to use this word.

Not for her illness, otherwise he would have cleaned her up a long time ago.

He slammed his fist against the wall, turned around, and slammed the door away.

When he went out, some medical staff saw his hand.

Kindly asked, "Sir, your hand." ”

But seeing his cold and terrible appearance, he didn't dare to approach.

Chen Qingyue, who was sitting in the ward, felt a river of sadness in her heart, and she thought that she and him were just taking what they needed.

We shouldn't interfere with each other's lives, so why is it like this?

She looked up and breathed deeply, really not sad.

Looking at the wound on her hand, she cleaned up her emotions, rang the bell, and asked the nurse to help her bandage it.

After Shen Xingjue went out, he didn't come back.

Chen Qingyue looked at the empty ward and the blue enchantress that fell to the ground, and her heart was bored.

After she finished her intravenous drip in the morning, she went out for lunch.

I felt really tired, so I went back to the ward and began to sleep.

And after Shen Xingjue went to ask the nurse to bandage it, he received a call from Shen Rao.

"Your Highness, there is still no evidence that can prove that Chen Qingyue is a hundred miles of Qingwu?"

Shen Rao was on the phone and reported the situation to Shen Xingjue.

He didn't understand, it was obviously the same person, but there was no way to prove it.

He knew that the means of Baili Qingwu back then had erased everything.

"Waste, you can't do this thing." Shen Xingjue had a quarrel with Chen Qingyue, and he was naturally in a bad mood.

Shen Rao turned around on the phone: "It's true that I haven't found it, I think maybe I can check the blood of His Royal Highness and Miss Chen for DNA testing." ”

Shen Xingjue said coldly: "Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible." ”

Shen Xingjue hung up the phone, stood at the door of the ward, hesitated for a long time, and then gently opened the door and went in.

The man in the hospital bed had already fallen asleep.

The beautiful and delicate face is slightly pale because of the disease.

It's obviously the same face, but it's two different people.

He really wanted to know, what is the relationship between her and Baili Qingwu?

It's just that between half dreaming and half waking up, Chen Qingyue felt that someone gently pushed the ward open.

The footsteps are gentle, the movements are gentle.

Sitting on the edge of her bed, gently stroking her injured hand.

It's just that the temperature of her fingertips is very cold, but it makes her heart tremble involuntarily.

It was so cold, like ice and snow without a trace of temperature on a cold day, just like her heart was desolate at the moment.

It's just that when she is trying to open her eyes and see clearly who the person in front of her is?

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyes, and her body couldn't move as if by magic.

It felt like time had passed, and after a long time, he disappeared like a light smoke.

By the time Chen Qingyue woke up, it was already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

And as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Shen Xingjue sitting there.