He lowered his head and pressed it against her ear, full of pity: "Shui Lian... It's my fault, it's all my fault..."
She finally hissed and cried.【26nbsp;】
"Just cry, just cry..."
"Prince San, why are you leaving? Why? You actually left. You really left, and you don't wait for me... You don't wait for me... I'll call you, you don't wait for me, and you don't agree to me... You all
No matter me... Your Majesty, you... you are all the same..." She sobbed, intermittently, and could not continue.
He smiled, with infinite joy, hugged her tightly, pressed against her cheek, and his voice softly: "If you didn't chase me, I'll really leave..."
She cried so hard that she couldn't help but feel angry. No wonder she didn't agree to call him. He actually wanted to leave!
How could he leave? Why should he leave?
Kang Jinlong left, the palace maids left... His Majesty took away everything he gave...
But Prince San, why should he leave?
She cried heartbrokenly, as if an abandoned child was holding his clothes tightly, feeling aggrieved and pitiful.
The third prince looked down at her, and all his anger disappeared, and even the thought of punishing her and warning her was forgotten. Is it easy! After suffering so much pain and so many hardships, even if he is a little willful at times, what if he is not right?
Is this how I love her?
Even if she is not good, she will accept it herself.
He touched her ear and said softly: "Little Shuilian, how could I leave you alone?"
"But, you're gone... you're really gone..." She couldn't let go of this and still sobbed.
"But, I still can't rest assured. I know you wanted me to leave on purpose. Your eyes were red from jealous of Cui Yunxi... But, I'm really useless. When I think of you being desperate, I can't help it... Hahaha..."
After so many days of worrying about it, who can really cut off the love with one sword and give it up happily? What's more, under that situation, even if you have so much anger and unwillingness, you can't let it go. If you hide it secretly, it's always been
Watching her, observing her, watching her crying, watching her chase.
It is precisely because of this that we can truly hear her shouts and her heart.
She needed herself, more urgent than she thought. He was happy that she could occupy such an important position in her heart. She could not live without herself at all.