The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 322 【322】

Yun Mumu fell into deep thought after listening to Bingqiao's words.

People also become dazed.

Although he has a bad temper, he has never hurt anyone.

Therefore, this matter is also the source of his name "tyrant".

This is also the reason for his heart disease. If he didn't have this heart disease, wouldn't he refuse her thousands of miles away?

Although she can heal illnesses, she is also powerless to deal with this heart disease.

That's why she used Yun Churan's hair. Even if she went heresy, she still hoped to cure his illness.

There was a "click", and there was the sound of a branch breaking not far away.

Yun Mumu and Bingqiao both looked towards that place.

In the distance, a tall figure hurriedly shuttled among the dead branches, the palace lantern in his hand glowing like fireflies.

Yun Mumu glanced at the figure with complicated emotions, and she recognized it with just one glance.

Duan Yihuang.

For some reason, she just thought that person was Duan Yihuang.

With this thought, she no longer felt afraid, and quickly caught up with her skirt in hand.

Regardless of the darkness everywhere in the middle of the night.

The man's steps were big, and he deliberately walked in a hurry, Yun Mumu couldn't catch up even if he hurried.

Until it was about to chase out of the back garden, Yun Mumu didn't catch up.

Yun Mumu was angry and anxious, and Bingqiao couldn't keep up, so she could only chase Yun Mumu's steps from afar.

"Ma'am, the road is slippery late at night, please slow down."

As soon as she finished reminding, Yun Mumu's feet were empty, and one side of her body was about to slip and fall down.

But a hand stretched out from the side, grabbed her, and then pulled her to the side.

Yun Mumu fell headfirst into the man's arms, before he could react, Duan Yihuang let go again.

It caused her to fall to the ground again.

Duan Yihuang turned around mercilessly and prepared to leave.

Yun Mumu shouted angrily and urgently: "Duan Yihuang, stop."

She reached out and grabbed his wide sleeve, then held it firmly in her hand, not letting him go.

The night was very dark, Yun Mumu couldn't see the expression on Duan Yihuang's face, but felt that his whole body was as hard as ice that had just frozen.

"Pull me up." Yun Mumu called out angrily.

A posture that if you don't pull me, I won't get up today.

Yun Mumu knew that he must have heard her conversation with Bingqiao.

Bingqiao also rushed over at this moment, but when she saw Duan Yizhen, she stopped and stood far away, then looked at them worriedly.

"Since you know everything, you should know that I am a monster." Duan Yihuang's voice was hoarse, as if he was struggling in the abyss.

After finishing speaking, he ruthlessly stretched out his hand and pulled his wide sleeve out of Yun Mumu's hand bit by bit.

Eyes as dark as a deep pool stared at Yun Mumu, the darkness hidden in the eyes was like a deep pool of stagnant water soaked in silt, lifeless.

He was heartbroken at the moment.

A small piece of wide sleeve and a corner were finally pulled back by him.

Yun Mumu's fingertips stayed in the air, and a gust of cool wind blew away the last bit of warmth from her fingertips.

She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

The coolness on her fingertips penetrated deeply from her skin into her bone marrow, as if it was about to tear her whole life apart.

The man turned around and left slowly.

Yun Mumu dropped her hands in a slumped manner, followed by her head.

Bingqiao looked at them from afar, and her heart ached.

(End of this chapter)