The popular prince and concubine: marry the little maid

Chapter 993 The piercing pain soaked into her heart

"Your Majesty, are you in a bad mood? Why bother with a servant?" Concubine Yi gently pressed her hand on Duan Yu's big hand.

Xiaofang was pulled out, and gradually there was a scream, which was the sound of slapping the mouth.

he. . .Feeling really bad!

He stood up, and his cold voice rang out faintly, "Yang Xiner, follow me back."

"Your Majesty..." Yirou's voice trembled a little, and more of it was surprise.

Your Majesty, did you just say that Yang Xiner should follow him back?Back to his main hall, back to his bedroom? ?

"Yang Xiner, let's go."

He ignored Yi Fei's surprise, he didn't need to explain to others what he did.

Here, talking is inconvenient after all.

Xin'er stood there in a daze.

Xin'er didn't move away, she was thinking, did she hear wrong just now, why did she follow him back to his main hall?

Doubts, in her mind.

"Follow me, go!"

Seeing that she hadn't moved, he simply took her hand and wanted to force her to leave, but Xin'er exclaimed, "Ah..."

He looked at her in surprise, and withdrew his little hand like a thorn. . .

Sword eyebrow raised sharply.

It hurts, her hand. . .it hurts. . .

In fact, her hands haven't healed since the injury, but she still has to do laundry every day.

No one cares about her, no one cares about her, how can anyone care about her.

When washing clothes, Xin'er endured the pain, and after washing for a long time, she became numb.

But now, she felt pain.

Just like every time after finishing work, when she dragged her tired body back to the small bed where she lived, when she was finally able to relax, the heartbreaking pain in her hand would soak into her heart. Heart.

Xin'er lowered her head and bit her lip.

And he noticed her little red hands.

"What happened to your hand?" Duan Yu's voice became colder.

Xin'er, he didn't expect that he would hold her hand again all of a sudden, and he noticed her. . .Her red, actually infected little hands. . .

(End of this chapter)