The popular prince and concubine: marry the little maid
Chapter 983 Don't Blame Anyone
Chapter 983 Don't Blame Anyone
"Come in." The cold voice rang out again.
Xin'er opened the door and walked in.
The room is not bright, only a big candle is lit on his desk, Xin'er can feel that this is the study.
In front of him, there were many memorials, and while flipping through them, he said, "Wait for me a moment."
If it wasn't for his father-in-law to remind him, he would have already forgotten about Yang Xiner.
Xin'er stood there, waiting for him.
He looked carefully, focused, and earnestly. His thick eyebrows would be tightly frowned, and he would flip through the pages one by one.
Xin'er glanced at the memorial in front of him, and there were many more.
After a long time, he seems to have forgotten her existence.
He just looked at the memorials one by one carefully until he saw the last one. With his big hand, he took the cup of tea on the table, and when he entered the mouth, a soft voice sounded, "Tea, already It's cold."
Yes, how long has he been watching it? The tea is already completely cold.
Hearing the voice, when he looked up at her, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and in an instant, he remembered, with a touch of embarrassment on his face.
"Standing for a long time?"
It was still a cool voice.
"It's okay—" Xin'er said softly.
He got up, rubbed his temples, looked at the small figure of her, and said softly, "Sit down."
She must have been standing for a long, long time.
The door of the study opened, and he yelled in a low voice, "Go and make two cups of tea."
Strolling back to the desk, he sat down, closed his eyes and meditated.
He didn't speak, and she didn't bother him.
The tea was brought over quickly, he picked it up, took a sip, looked at the cup in front of her, and said softly, "Drink."
"I don't like tea."
It was still a soft voice, but it made him raise his eyes and stare at her. Xin'er never sat down, just stood there.
"Yang Xiner, what happened now—"
Before he finished speaking, Xin'er had already taken it.
"I don't blame anyone."
He looked at her in surprise, and Xin'er smiled bitterly.
"Chop all over the house, don't you hate me?"
(End of this chapter)
"Come in." The cold voice rang out again.
Xin'er opened the door and walked in.
The room is not bright, only a big candle is lit on his desk, Xin'er can feel that this is the study.
In front of him, there were many memorials, and while flipping through them, he said, "Wait for me a moment."
If it wasn't for his father-in-law to remind him, he would have already forgotten about Yang Xiner.
Xin'er stood there, waiting for him.
He looked carefully, focused, and earnestly. His thick eyebrows would be tightly frowned, and he would flip through the pages one by one.
Xin'er glanced at the memorial in front of him, and there were many more.
After a long time, he seems to have forgotten her existence.
He just looked at the memorials one by one carefully until he saw the last one. With his big hand, he took the cup of tea on the table, and when he entered the mouth, a soft voice sounded, "Tea, already It's cold."
Yes, how long has he been watching it? The tea is already completely cold.
Hearing the voice, when he looked up at her, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and in an instant, he remembered, with a touch of embarrassment on his face.
"Standing for a long time?"
It was still a cool voice.
"It's okay—" Xin'er said softly.
He got up, rubbed his temples, looked at the small figure of her, and said softly, "Sit down."
She must have been standing for a long, long time.
The door of the study opened, and he yelled in a low voice, "Go and make two cups of tea."
Strolling back to the desk, he sat down, closed his eyes and meditated.
He didn't speak, and she didn't bother him.
The tea was brought over quickly, he picked it up, took a sip, looked at the cup in front of her, and said softly, "Drink."
"I don't like tea."
It was still a soft voice, but it made him raise his eyes and stare at her. Xin'er never sat down, just stood there.
"Yang Xiner, what happened now—"
Before he finished speaking, Xin'er had already taken it.
"I don't blame anyone."
He looked at her in surprise, and Xin'er smiled bitterly.
"Chop all over the house, don't you hate me?"
(End of this chapter)
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