Uncle, this palace is not going to sleep tonight

Chapter 473

Slender, slender, slender... She is a woman who can arouse a man's desire to protect without talking.

It's the complete opposite of Yan Zuimo.

"Qingxue, you're awake."

If it's neither serious nor serious, I really don't want it to be said by the man who once loved me deeply, at least, it's not like Lan Shiji, who had a marriage agreement with me, said it.

Hang Qingxue was stunned, a pair of big black and white eyes flashed unbelievable, she was stiff, she pulled the corners of her lips, "Brother Lan, Qingxue has been in a coma for so long, is it ugly, is it not as beautiful as before?" gone?"

Lan Shiji fondled her hair, "Why, Qingxue has always been beautiful."

"Then, does Brother Lan not want Qingxue to wake up?"

"Of course not, Qingxue has been in a coma for so long, I never thought of giving up on finding an antidote for you."

"But Brother Lan... You, your eyes don't say that..." Hang Qingxue looked into Lan Shiji's eyes and said firmly, "Brother Lan, do you have something to hide from me?"

Lan Shiji's hands slowly covered her face - under the fingers, was the delicate skin, which had been slightly cool after a long time of exposure to cold, and the facial features of the moon-shame flowers bloomed beautifully on Hang Qingxue's face.

Once, as long as he looked at this face, he would feel that everything was so happy.

Now, under the palm is Hang Qingxue, in the arms is Hang Qingxue, and in the eyes is Hang Qingxue.

But in my heart...

Before he knew it, he had already been replaced by a touch of noble indifference.

Moer.

Yan Zuimo...

"Qingxue, there is something I want to tell you..." Pursing her thin lips, Lan Shiji sighed softly: "After you were poisoned, I have already married a wife..."

Before Lan Shiji could finish her words, tears were already overflowing from Hang Qingxue's big soft eyes.

Shaking her head, she bit her lower lip tightly, and stepped back step by step, her feet were empty, until there was no way to retreat, and she fell down on the bed.

"Brother Lan... You, you said you married a wife?"

Lan Shiji looked at Hang Qingxue's fragility, he felt guilty, and wanted to reach out to help her, but he held back before the movement started.

On the cold and handsome face, there was guilt and helplessness, "Yes, I married Yan Chong's daughter, her name is Yan Zuimo."

"Yan Zuimo... Yan Zuimo..." Hang Qingxue's palm-sized face was distorted because of these two words, and she even growled fiercely. This was a side Lan Shiji had never seen before.

"Qingxue!" Lan Shiji rushed to her side in a few steps, after thinking for a while, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes dimmed under his curly eyelashes, "I'm the one who feels sorry for you... for letting you down..."

"No!"

Hang Qingxue got up suddenly, with hatred and hope mixed in her eyes, she stared at Lan Shiji's handsome face, "It's because of me that you married Yan Zhong's daughter, right! For my antidote, for saving my life! Right!?"

(End of this chapter)