The car stopped steadily, and Ming Liuyue said bitterly: "Mu Xunyu, I'll hang up first."

Then he turned off his phone with a "snap".

Gong Lingye on the co-pilot, his eyes were bottomless, "He's going abroad?"

Covering the wound on her arm, Ming Liuyue moved her lips and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

That cold tone made him feel a wave of anger in his heart for no reason, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Get down." He said without emotion.

Qin Feng, who was in the main driver, was startled, he looked at his young president, and saw that his face was gloomy, so he looked at the back seat again.

"Miss Liuyue, shall I accompany you?"

Ming Liuyue unbuckled her seat belt, the blood stains on her arms looked hideous and terrifying, she opened the car door, and left a voice in the car: "No."

Qin Feng looked at Ming Liuyue's back, and was stunned in his heart.

Gong Lingye swept towards Qin Feng with cold eyes: "Drive."

In an instant, Qin Feng trembled, and hurriedly started the car.

Ming Liuyue looked at the private hospital in front of her, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, Gong Lingye still had a little conscience, at least she sent him to the hospital.

At the same time, Mu Xunyu looked at the hung up phone for a long time before saying to Zhuo Ning: "If I don't come back after half a year, please help me give her that thing."

Zhuo Ning looked at him, and his eyes were dark under his glasses: "Okay."

*

Miyaya.

The "medicine" effect of "mystery" and "medicine" is not very great, and soon, Gong Qianlu woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was a yin owl flashing in Gong Lingye's eyes.

Gong Qianlu had already guessed what was probably going on, he lowered his eyes, and said cautiously: "Uncle, I'm sorry."

There seemed to be some quiet in the room, and Gong Qianyu waited for a long time and didn't hear Gong Lingye speak.

Gong Qianyu bit her lower lip, and her stupid little face was apologetic: "Uncle."

Gong Lingye stroked his head with his big hand, and his voice was neither light nor heavy, "Why do you like Caesar so much?"

Hearing this question, Gong Qianlu was obviously stunned.

He didn't know if he should say those words to his uncle......

Seeing that Gong Qianlu was silent, Gong Lingye asked patiently, "Is there something that my uncle is not doing well?"

If someone else is here at this moment, he will definitely be frightened by Gong Lingye's gentle tone.

However, Gong Qianlu just reached out and tugged at Gong Lingye's sleeve: "Uncle is very good to me......"

"But...... Uncle," he looked up at Gong Lingye, "I'm not free. Since I was a child, I have been protected by you, just like ......"

"Canary." Gong Qianyu closed her eyes, as if she was ready to bear the wrath of Gong Lingye.

The imaginary anger did not come.

Gong Qianlu opened his eyes, and listened to Gong Lingye's lips and said, "I can't let you not be a canary." "You are the future heir of the emperor, and there can be no accidents."

"Gong Qianyu." "You have to remember how your mother died." With that, he got up and left.

Gong Qianlu sat on the bed in a daze, the room was empty, as if there was nothing, and as if there was everything.

Uncle's words still ringed in my ears......

Miyachi.

You have to remember how your mother died!

A trace of 'confusion' and self-deprecation appeared in Gong Qianyu's big eyes.

Uncle, I'm afraid of being alone.

I don't want to be a canary.

I don't want to inherit the emperor.

What's even more ridiculous is that he doesn't want to avenge his mother either.

He just wants to live a good life with his uncle...... wonderful! ( = )