The popular prince and concubine: marry the little maid

Chapter 1032 Is he not important to her? 1
"Xin'er..." The look in his eyes made her feel even more flustered.

Xin Er, biting her lip, still asked him gently: "Is it because of Duan Moli?"

He condensed his voice and remained silent.

"Is it related to my life experience?"

"Xin'er...don't think about it."

"That's related to my life experience..."

Xin'er's tone was slightly sad, her life experience, her embarrassing life experience, is it doomed that she will live in such embarrassment forever in her life.

"Xin'er, it's okay."

He hugged her all at once.

"What are you going to do?"

The corners of Xin'er's lips were filled with desolation, she might understand his mood, he could be like this, it must be because those ministers put pressure on him.

And he is such a stubborn and cold person.

He is a stubborn man, and she has known this since he insisted on making her his queen.

At that time, he insisted on making her queen, and his sternness and viciousness made those ministers who dared not speak up choose to keep their voices silent.

In the end, he made her his queen.

But in this way, how can it be convincing?
Xin'er can still figure it out, does it have something to do with Duan Moli?How could she not feel the coldness and gloom in Duan Moli's eyes when he mentioned Duan Moli.

Xin'er turned around and sighed: "I'm sorry, did I embarrass you?"

"Actually, you don't have to worry about it. Really, if they want you to abolish the empress, you can just abolish me, that's fine."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Xin'er's lips, despite the bitterness, she tried her best to look like she didn't care.

really don't care?

But why is my heart hurting so much?

Her background, she has no way to choose.

She also had no choice.

Therefore, she could only suffer silently.

To bear all this silently.

"Duan Que, it's just an identity. It really doesn't matter to me. Really."

"Xin'er, what are you talking about?"

His arms were tightly wrapped around her shoulders, and those dark eyes fell coldly on her little face, "Isn't it important?"

(End of this chapter)