"It's okay," Arthur just hugged Xiang Qinglan carefully, not paying any attention to his own injuries. He didn't feel as much pain as she did.
"Master..." Yin Sa wanted to say something else, but Arthur shook his hand and still carefully protected the woman in his arms. This is what he deserves. As long as she can feel more comfortable, every day
Just bite off his flesh.
As long as she doesn't feel so much pain, then let's put her pain on him instead, okay?
"Yin Sa, won't the medicine have any effect on Lan's body?" Arthur carefully helped Qing Lan lie down. Except for using Yin Sa's medicine, she never slept well for a day, but after using too much,
He was really afraid that she would become dependent on the medicine, including him who didn't want her to suffer anymore.
"Master, you should know that Yin Sa's medicine is also medicine." Yin Sa put away his medicine box and looked up at him. Medicine has certain side effects. Yin Sa's medicine does not have it now, but if you keep using it,
, a few months, a few years, she will definitely be dependent on it.
"Okay, I get it, you go down first," Arthur didn't look at him, he just put Xiang Qinglan's hands on the quilt. He wanted to accompany her well, and just stayed with her like this.
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Yin Sa actually had a lot to say, but in the end, he just chose to remain silent. He stood up and looked at Arthur's shoulders. He didn't know whether the master's injury was serious or not, but the whole body of the master was actually...
Now he is also injured, not only his body, but also his heart, which is suffering day and night.
Miss Xiang, his silver eyes lowered slightly, an indescribable complexity hidden under his thick eyelashes.
Arthur sighed softly, the door was closed by Yin Sa, and then there was a very soft closing sound, but his eyes never left Xiang Qinglan.
His hand gently touched his shoulder, and there was a pain in his shoulder. He let go, and his hand tightened on Xiang Qinglan's hand that was placed under the quilt, "Don't worry, Lan, it won't hurt.
It really doesn't hurt. You know, your Qing is actually the least afraid of pain, but Qing knows that you are the most afraid of pain."
He leaned on the bed and felt her breathing. However, no one saw that this man who had always been so powerful had his eyes closed tightly and began to turn red. He did not shed tears, but he was already crying.
"Baby, Daddy misses you too. Do you know? Ever since Daddy found out about you, he has imagined you countless times. You look like your mommy, or you still look like Daddy. Baby, Daddy is sorry for you. I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry." He choked with sobs. Only at this time could he let his fragile side show out, because he was Arthur, and he couldn't let himself be sad, because he still had people to take care of.
The curtains were tightly drawn, and the cool tones that filtered through fell on the bodies of the two people. They were still so heavy. Some things happened, and they really happened, and they are irreversible.
Xiang Qinglan opened her eyes slightly. She trembled her eyelashes. She always felt that her eyes were too heavy. The first thing that fell into her eyes was the white ceiling. It was white and clean. This was her home.
, she had lived with the child for a long time, and her hands were habitually placed on her lower abdomen, but she still felt that it was flat. No matter how much she didn't believe it, the child was still gone.
She turned around and looked at the man who had been sitting aside. She knew that no matter whether she was asleep or awake, he was always by her side. She bit him, hit him, and scratched her, but he never left her once.
, every time she hurt his body, he always smiled at him and said it didn't hurt, it didn't hurt.
However, she knew that she was in pain.
"Qing..." Her lips moved slightly. The man just leaned on the bedside tiredly, his eyelids covered in purple. It was obvious that he hadn't rested for a long time. His body was already very tall, and he could barely move.
His body was curled up together, and his brows were tightly knitted together, maybe because he was too uncomfortable.
She clenched her fingers and stretched them out from the quilt, but there was no movement for a long time. Until his eyebrows furrowed even more, and the word "LAN" came out from his lips. This man was looking for in his dream.
It has always been her.
She raised her hand and placed her fingers between his eyebrows. Her fingertips felt the warmth from his body, very warm.
The man's eyes suddenly moved. She was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, and then closed her eyes tightly as if she was escaping from something. She had no heart anymore, she really didn't.
"Lan, I'm sorry, I fell asleep," she felt the man's warm breath fall on her face, her body shrank, but the man just pressed against her face, and she was placed under the quilt
His hands clenched a little tighter again.
"Lan, I really miss you, I really miss you." He murmured to himself from time to time. That thought made Xiang Qinglan's heart suddenly sore. She had not forgotten what Yi Ruo said to her.
, she has not forgotten what he said to Yiruo, he said he loved her, love her, but now he is saying that he is thinking about her, and she no longer believes anything he says, nothing
Don't believe it anymore.
A man who keeps saying he loves someone else, but now he says he misses her, is so fake. He is not her lover and will never be.
She opened her eyes and looked at him coldly, but occasionally, there was still a hint of bitterness in her eyes. Arthur seemed to realize something and raised his head. This was the first time, the first time.
She looked at him calmly, without crying or making a fuss. In fact, she just looked at him quietly.
However, her eyes frightened him, because they were very empty, very empty, not eyes that Lan could see clearly, nor hatred, but an indescribable indifference, as if her heart was dead.
Now, my heart has died for him, no matter it is Qing or Arthur, just like I did for Su Zhetuo at that time.
Neither love nor hate.
"Lan," he raised his hand, but Xiang Qinglan just turned his face away, and put his hand in the air, clenched it tightly, and finally could only put it on his side dejectedly, and never let go.
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"Lan, listen to me, okay? You only need to listen to me for a few minutes. I only need a few minutes of your time," his voice was full of requests. The dignified owner of Huairui Castle stepped on the bodies of many people.
At the highest level, he has never begged anyone, and he has never belittled anyone, except for her. This is his first time and his only time.
Can she listen to his explanation? It's not what she thought. It really isn't.