tears, love

Chapter 182 Why Are You Always Hurt For Me?

In such a situation, such words, it would be a lie to say that I am not moved, but I resolutely withdrew my hand and refused with a light smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern, but after so many years, Luoyan has already gotten used to it." The days when no one loves you!"

Xia Yucheng withdrew his hand sadly, and said with a bit of grievance: "I really have no chance at all?"

"I'm sorry!" All I can say seems to be this sentence forever. I never thought of hurting anyone, but why do people always want to hurt because of me?
Xia Yucheng shook his head and said: "To me, you never need to say sorry, it's your freedom to accept it or not, I won't blame you, but please promise to let me continue to like you!"

I couldn't help but look at him in surprise, only to see that his eyes were clear, and I couldn't help but sighed: "Why are you doing this?"

Xia Yucheng smiled and said, "No, Yucheng doesn't feel bitter at all if you like a girl. If Yucheng is not blessed to give you happiness, then at least let me see her happy!"

My eyes were slightly red, I stood up with my back to him and said, "It's getting late, I should go back to the house!"

"Yeah!" He continued to lean on the railing, his eyes becoming a little blurred as he looked into the distance.

The place where Xia Yucheng lives is called Xuanxin Palace, and I live in a wing room a little to the west of Xuanxin Palace. The distance from the yard to the room is only a corner away. , Before I could see who was coming, I was struck by a hand knife from behind and passed out.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a room with roughly the same layout as the Xuanxin Palace, presumably it should be a palace in the palace.

"Are you awake?" A cold and lazy voice sounded behind him.

I turned around in surprise, and saw a man in brocade clothes lying on the soft couch in the distance. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Xia Yucheng, but he was not as good-looking as Xia Yucheng. There was an evil spirit from top to bottom, which made people uncomfortable to watch, and it was a bit disgusting for no reason.

"Who are you?" I couldn't help but frowned, looked at him in surprise, and asked aloud, "Why did you arrest me?"

The man lazily sat up from the soft couch, with a very evil smile, lightly resting his thumb on his chin, and said leisurely: "Girl, why not make a guess!"

(End of this chapter)