The Concubine Queen of the Phoenix: Your Majesty spoils his wife excessively

Chapter 170 So, Heartbroken 【1】

"So, he fainted!"

"..."

Qingqing looked at Chu Yanran who was beaming with joy, and began to sympathize with Chu Yang.

The usually serious and indifferent prince was stunned by a playful and naughty little girl. It's really not nice to say it.

"That's why I said, he is a boring person at all. Thanks to his good looks, he looks like an ice sculpture beauty, and he doesn't even have feelings." Holding her chin, Chu Yanran pouted and said, without leaving a trace of the corner of her eyes. With a light glance, "I don't know how two people who are so similar to you get along, it must be very boring!"

The movement of lightly peeling the amomum paused, and then said lightly: "That's right, they are too similar, but there is no special feeling."

"Actually, you like him, right?" Chu Yanran asked bluntly, she won't be twitchy about emotional matters, if she likes it, she likes it, if she hates it, she hates it, there is no intermediate quantification.

Qingying likes Chu Yang, otherwise she wouldn't even save his life.

Chu Yang also likes lightness, otherwise how could there be such a violent reaction.

what about now?

Do you still like him lightly?

She wanted to know, since she wanted to know, there was no taboo, and she asked directly.

Lightly letting go, the freshly peeled amomum kernels in the palm fell into the plate one by one, filled with the fragrance of medicine, lightly bent his lips and smiled: "Once, I liked it very much."

"now what!"

"Now..." Thinking lightly, her thick eyelashes drooped, covering her wandering eyes.

"I like it now." She said, then raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "But, I love Jun Xiye."

Chu Yanran's heart was hanging from heaven and hell, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "I should have said it earlier! It made me so nervous!"

Qingying fiddled with the amomum on the plate, looked at Yanran, and asked suddenly: "Have you fallen in love with Chu Yang?"

"what?!"

Chu Yanran was shocked, jumped up from the soft couch, shook her head in denial: "No, no! How can I!"

"Huh?" The long ending sound represented disbelief.

"I, I just think he is quite pitiful. After all, his illness is so serious, and his life is at stake. If he is not good, he will die."

After she finished speaking, she sat back on the soft couch, took the plate in front of Qingying, and divided the Amomum kernels one by one, fixed her eyes on the round Amomum kernels, and said in an erratic voice: "The purpose of our study of medicine is nothing more than to Saving people, but he... is something we can't heal even in our lifetime. I never knew that human life can be so fragile, like a candle in the rain, it will go out at any time. You say, he will Won't you be afraid?"

"afraid……"

The light eyes were in a trance, and scenes appeared in front of his eyes.

It was raining heavily outside the transparent glass, and the rain ruthlessly washed away the creatures in the world. She was lying alone on the hospital bed, with a respirator on her mouth and nose, a heart monitor on her chest, a blood pressure monitor on her fingers, and an infusion tube... With all kinds of tubes inserted into her body, she couldn't feel her heartbeat, and her only sense of touch was pain, a convulsive pain in her body.

Consciousness floating in mid-air, even breathing is so difficult, every breath seems to squeeze out all the vitality, breathing more oxygen is extravagant.

The rain was still falling, and there was a sudden warmth in the humid air.

That face was unparalleled in beauty, and the purple eyes looked at her tenderly.

"Yingying, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Don't be afraid, I will save you."

"Yingying, don't be afraid."

……

So, it must be fear.

(End of this chapter)