"The ethics and teachings will not change." Xiao Hen looked at Su Qi who continued to pretend to be unconscious. His hand touched the quilt in Su Qi's arms and began to pull hard.
Su Qi, who felt something moving, opened her eyes suddenly and pulled the quilt hard into her arms.
"You bandit, you really dare to rob."
Xiao Hen's strength was very strong, and it was very difficult for Su Qi to pull it up, so she gasped and said.
"I just get back what belongs to me." Xiao Hen ignored her and pulled the quilt out of her arms. Then he walked to the bed and rolled up the quilt underneath that was wet by Su Qi.
Get up and put it on the chair and stool, and then spread the quilt you took back on it.
Then he took off his shirt and lay down.
"So what if you take it back, won't it still be uncovered?" Su Qi looked at Xiao Hen, who was lying on the bed with the quilt under him, and said sarcastically with a sigh.
The late spring night is indeed mixed with the slightest bit of coolness.
Xiao Hen pulled the quilt on one side, half covering it and half cushioning it.
Is this okay?
Su Qi placed the quilt in her arms on the rocking chair that had been repaired by Daying's master. She imitated Xiao Hen's movements, covering half of the quilt and cushioning the other.
Su Qi lay on the rocking chair and curled up, wrapped in a quilt like this, it was indeed a little warm.
Sure enough, Su Qi thought proudly.
After receiving the warmth, Su Qi fell asleep instantly, her eyelids drooped uncontrollably. Su Qi didn't mean to struggle, she nestled in the rocking chair and fell asleep comfortably.
Even the "little thoughts" that just popped up were left behind.
How had Xiao Hen, who was lying tossing and turning, ever been in such a state of embarrassment?
Even though what he has experienced since childhood is nothing compared to this little thing now, how could "Prince Xiao", who has always been known for his ruthlessness, be so at the mercy of others?
He doesn't like to be called Prince, although it is the title he deserves.
In fact, what he wants is far more than that.
Far more than that.
Over the years, he has been fighting among his royal brothers, fighting for each other. This is his innate destiny, and he can only accept it naturally and use fighting to show resistance.
Because this was his destined fate, he had no room for retreat or any chance to retreat.
He still remembers what his mother-in-law said to him when he was a child. She said, Hen'er, you are my mother's greatest hope in this life. No matter what, you must seize the throne and conquer the world. You cannot let the child of that cheap servant seize the throne.
Xiao Hen, who had just emerged from his mother's womb, was burdened with countless battles and fights.
He certainly knows that he has no heart.
My heart has long been swallowed up by hatred, and I can no longer see the heart that originally belonged to me.
Perhaps, I am simply a heartless person.
The mother-in-law said that only those who have no heart are qualified to rule the world.
He remembered, so he lost his heart.
In the night sky, the stars are beginning to appear.
The stars in the sky are filled with ultimate brilliance and beauty, but they are never as warm, warm and true as the human world.
Just flashy..........
The window sill where the sunshine first appeared looked particularly warm.
After a sleepless night, Xiao Hen put on his coat, raised his head and glanced at the person sleeping in the rocking chair who was still murmuring softly in his sleep. He saw that his legs were crossed on the armrest of the rocking chair, and his head was hanging quietly on the other side of the armrest.
He was standing up, his hands casually placed on his belly, and the quilt fell to the floor.