But he knew that his master was suffering from unbearable pain.
"With heavy snow falling on my body, I don't feel cold, and the cold wind howls, and I don't feel ice. Perhaps, even if a knife is stuck on my body, I won't feel pain." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "If it weren't for my deep body
With my inner strength to protect myself, maybe I will freeze into an ice sculpture."
"Master..." After hearing this, Yuanzi burst into tears, "Oh... Master..."
"Why are you crying?" He turned around, "I didn't cry, so what do you have to cry about? Look, I'm not very good." He looked up at the weather. The sun broke through the darkness and burst into golden light, "Dawn.
It's here. There can still be light in my world, and I... can still have a future."
He will have a biological son, and someone will inherit his empire. Everything he has done, planned for many years, and even killed his father to capture the world, is not a wedding dress for others.
When Jun Monoshang finds out that Yun'er is pregnant with his Jun Youqi's son, Jun Monoshang will die with eyes closed.
And he, Youqi, will be so happy that he will reach the end of the night.
Witnessing Yun'er being suppressed by the monster he hated the most, he spent the whole night comforting himself with this incident.
He always only cares about the results and not the process, right?
only……
Yun'er was originally his woman, but the thought of her being in the arms of another man still made his heart bleed with great pain.
It's like a complete heart with a big hole.
One day, he will kill Jun Mo Shang with his own hands and slash Jun Mo Shang with thousands of swords! Take Yun'er back to him. Then, he, Yun'er, and the son Yun'er gave birth to will live a good life.
.
son……
In just three months, his son will be born.
Must be a son!
Listening to her master's calm voice, Yuanzi felt inexplicably sad and her tears flowed even harder.
"Cough...cough..." Jun Youqi coughed lightly, not sure if it was due to the cold wind blowing all night, or whether he was suffering from serious injuries that were close to death.
The sound of neither light nor heavy footsteps sounded, and Ye Yaorao, who was dressed in red, walked over with the support of her maid Mu Ya, "Young Master..."
Jun Youqi glanced at her, "Is something wrong?"
Seeing that her benefactor's handsome face had no expression, no trace of joy or surprise at seeing her, Ye Yaorao immediately felt lost.
Before she fell into coma, she was right. This man was not fascinated by her appearance. At the same time, she felt happy that there was finally a man who was not fascinated by beauty. "I heard from the guard on duty that you stayed up all night..."
"
"I'm thinking about something." His voice was cold, distant and alienated from thousands of miles away.
"Young master, if you are in any difficulty, if you can use Yaorao's place, you are willing to do whatever you can..." She wanted to say that she would do her best, but she felt that it was not important enough, so she said, "Yaoluo is willing to do her best to help you."
"Oh?" This is what Jun Youqi was waiting for.
"The young master is the enchanting savior. The enchanting one should repay the great kindness of saving his life by wearing a grass ring." In normal times, no matter which man would allow her to marry him, he would admire her. She carefully observed the handsome man in front of her.
The man, he really didn't have any special reaction, he didn't seem to care at all.
"Master, it's cold outside, and Miss Ye is seriously injured again. You might as well invite Miss Ye into the house to talk." Yuanzi suggested softly. He knew in his heart that this was really a great opportunity.
