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Chapter 576 : Why are you still crying?

He took a red silk robe, put it on, and handed him a cup of hot tea.

Yehuang took the tea cup and took a sip of tea casually, rinsed his mouth, and walked out of the palace anxiously.

Jade Bracelet looked at his hurried away figure with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Palace Master...something is different...[

She couldn't tell exactly what was different...

Still seven or eight meters away, the maids saw Ye Huang walking over in a crimson robe, alluring and charming.

As they got closer, everyone bent down and said respectfully, "Palace Master..."

"Has the Young Palace Master fallen asleep?"

Yehuang glanced at everyone indifferently, raised his hand, and asked in a cold tone.

"yes..."

After entering the bedroom, I saw her lying on the bed.

He fell asleep without even taking off his shoes.

Yehuang smiled softly and walked over with very light steps.

Her back was turned to herself, her hands were placed beside her head, and her sleeping posture was very cute.

There was a trace of tenderness in his heart, as if he had forgotten his identity, he bent down and took off her shoes gently.

The small lotus feet were held warmly in her hands.

"Li'er..."

He turned his head to look at her injured hand.

Inadvertently, I discovered that there were tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Yehuang was startled, then pulled her little body over and held her in his arms.

He gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with one hand, "Why are you still crying..."

He frowned, his face full of confusion.

Before he fell into coma, she cried until her eyes were red and swollen.[

Mu Yanli was in a daze, feeling that someone was gently stroking her face.

A familiar scent surrounded her.

She frowned and heard someone whisper in her ear, "Xiao Li'er, you are so stupid..."

One hand was gently picked up by the man, and a cold feeling came from his wrist.

Ye Huang gently stroked the wound on her wrist, his eyes becoming more gentle and intoxicating.

He lowered his head to rub her face, and his low and gentle voice was very emotional, "If it really hurts you, what do you want me to do..."


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