Pure love emperor less blackened daily

Chapter 660 In the eyes, there is only room for her in this life

the back seat of the car.

The girl was lying horizontally, her upper body was being carefully held in the arms of the man.

Prestige perfect man with clean towel in hand.

Carefully and gently, he wiped away the water stains on her hair and cheeks.

Every time a few strands of wet silver hair passed through his fingertips, the pain in the man's eyebrows and eyes became even deeper.

The pain of being dug out made him unable to hold her tighter.

Let her soft and fragile body close to him.

Get closer, get closer.

"Little boy..."

"My little boy..."

He murmured unconsciously.

Perhaps the night is too lonely, and the rain is too seductive.

The man's cold eyes were filled with mist.

He lowered his head and kissed her pale face.

The action is loving to the extreme.

The cold touch made him feel a little helpless.

Holding her small hand like back then, a few wisps of spiritual energy passed through, hoping to warm her up.

Obviously she was already in his arms.

Quietly.

He was still trembling uncontrollably, in pain.

This scene, to him, is so unreal.

Qian Mu was in the driver's seat, looking at the rear through the rearview mirror.

The man lowered his head and attached himself, rubbing his cheek against the girl's cold and tender face, tossing and turning.

The eyes are tender and sad.

He narrowed his gaze.

Thinking of that time, after His Highness saw the information.

The scene when I stayed in Miss's former room.

So sad, so hopeless.

Depressed to the point of suffocation.

At that time, almost every time he went to deliver meals, when the door was opened, the room was filled with the smell of cigarettes.

Smoky.

Drowning comes.

There was a dead silence, as if to swallow people up.

Since that incident two years ago, His Highness has not known when he became addicted to cigarettes.

Recently it has become more and more serious.

Qian Mu narrowed his eyes and withdrew his thoughts, only feeling a little sour in his nose.

What a relationship it was.

What a perfect match.

But now...

Thinking of this, he wished he could go back and torture the queen in the dungeon a few more times.

Your Highness is right, if you let her die so easily, it is too cheap for her!
Luxurious new Chinese style villa.

A row of doctors stood neatly in front of Nangong Yunmo.

Lying on the big soft bed was a young girl.

The quilt was tightly wrapped around her body, and only a small head was exposed. The silvery white hair and the impeccably delicate face were the most eye-catching.

Under the light, the girl's pale, almost transparent skin was so perfect that it didn't look like a real person.

None of the doctors dared to take another look.

Wait for the test results to come out.

Respectfully reported to Nangong Yunmo: "Your Highness, Miss's health is fine, she should just catch a cold from the rain, plus she has some migraines..."

Di Ruoge's memory was washed away by the doctor with the latest drugs.

Ordinary doctors naturally cannot find out.

Nangong Yunmo thought of her cold and soft body, and did not suspect him.

Staring at the unconscious girl on the bed, I felt a faint pain in my heart.

His brows and eyes were filled with pity and pain that even he himself didn't know.

After a while, he closed his eyes, opened them again and said softly, "Go down."

"Yes."

The doctors responded in a low voice, packed up their things one after another and went out.

When you close the door, you deliberately relax.

Everyone can see the importance of that little girl inside to His Highness.

Qian Mu was still standing there, looking at Nangong Yunmo hesitantly: "Your Highness..."

"You go down and rest too."

The man lowered his head, his eyes only fell on the girl.

It's like there's nothing else in this life.

Before leaving, Qian Mu asked: "Then Your Highness, tomorrow... do you want to send Miss back?"

Nangong Yunmo paused.

His gaze was deeper and deeper, and there was strong emotion lingering between his brows.

and a pang of sadness.

He looked deeply at the unconscious girl on the bed.

The silence of the room.

When Qian Mu thought he would not answer.

But he heard his elegant and hoarse voice: "I don't know," when Qianmu raised his head, he saw the always handsome man looking sideways at him, with a bit of confusion and despair in his cold eyes, Ask him, "Qianmu, what should I do?"

Stand in a dark room.

The man's tall and slender figure was as dignified and inviolable as ever.

His whole body was full of breath, but there was a sense of helplessness and darkness.

Qian Mu moved his lips.

Finally he sighed softly.

"I do not know either."

He has never encountered such a situation.

He also didn't know whether His Highness should see Miss...

After what happened two years ago, the young lady must hate him to the bone now.

Even if you don't hate, you will definitely not have a good face.

In addition, Di Ruoge's temperament has obviously changed a lot now, and his skills are also very good.

If His Highness meets her formally, the end result will only be hurting each other and adding wounds...

If not.

He couldn't bear to see it anymore, His Highness looked crazy.

For this day, His Highness has been patiently preparing for two full years...

Could it be that he could only guard silently.

Did you see her with someone else?
Thinking of the popularity of Huangfu Xi and Di Ruoge in the academy.

Qian Mu felt deeply worried.

In fact, he really didn't want Di Ruoge to be with someone else...

In his opinion, Di Ruoge has long been the future princess they all have identified.

He almost watched that little devil grow up too.

Although, it is her freedom to be with whomever she wants, but His Highness left first.

He has no right to say anything.

But His Highness is also doing it for her own good...

In the past two years, the arrogant Nangong Yunmo has been trampled underfoot, manipulated by people who once dismissed him, and suffered all unbearable indifference and ridicule.

Completely became a shell prince.

Accept all the abuse from those who originally supported him.

How could their Highness be so unbearable?
Qian Mu has seen all the hardships he has suffered in the past two years.

No one understands better than him why His Highness has to forbear.

Just, everything he did.

She just doesn't know.

Qian Mu looked at the girl who was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

He sighed with complicated eyes.

Without saying anything else, he turned and left.

After he left, Nangong Yunmo raised his hand again and lowered the light in the room a few degrees.

He remembered that it was said in the information that it was difficult for Xiaoguai to fall asleep these years, and he usually slept lightly.

The slightest movement can wake her up.

I also don't like light when I sleep, and I have to stay in the dark to sleep.

Once upon a time, the girl who could snore on his lap, on the sofa, anywhere at any time.

Finally, there is no coming back...

In the heart, the familiar vertebral pain spread again...

It made it difficult for him to even breathe.

Walking over, gently brushing aside the fine silver-white hair on her cheeks, her eyes fell on her long, eerie hair.

The pain in the eyes is more intense.

What comes to my mind is the short four words on the information, white hair overnight.

　Does anyone still love His Highness...

　　If you don't love it, I will take it away, and I will sleep by myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)