Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 430 Don't put money on your face
Her clean face was covered with tears, and her eyes were filled with confusion and worry.

Ying Yu's heart softened, he lowered his head and kissed her eyelashes, and then kissed away the tears on her face.

It would have been fine if he hadn't been discovered, but now that Han Zhiyu was discovered, tears fell more easily.

That's how people are, and it's nothing to have no one to comfort those grievances or hesitation.

But when someone expresses kindness, they will cry and be defeated.

Ying Yu said helplessly: "Zhiyu, you are really made of water."

The soft tone was full of distress and doting, as if she was afraid that the loud voice would scare her.

Han Zhiyu, who was crying quietly, still didn't say a word, just crying to herself.

Unlike others who were wailing loudly, or pear blossoms crying with rain, she had no sound at all.

It looks like ice crystals without impurities in the sun, and it is so penetrating and fragile that it breaks your heart.

After Ying Yu carried her into the room and put her on the couch, he patted her on the back: "Okay, if you want to cry, cry, I won't laugh at you, so don't hold back."

"Well, I didn't want to cry." It's okay not to speak, but when I speak, I can't hold back the crying.

This rebuttal was as weak as scratching an itch, and she closed her mouth a little aggrieved.

"Aren't you going to cry? Isn't this sobbing look crying?" Ying Yu asked with a soft smile, not forgetting to wipe away her tears with his fingertips when speaking.

The table that had just been laid was immediately dismantled, and Han Zhiyu was speechless for a while, still crying to herself.

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. Your tears may be nothing to you, but it really makes me feel bad." After he finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Miss Han, take pity on me, don't cry."

His voice was nice, but now it was like setting fire to him.

Just like a faucet, it really stopped her tears.

Han Zhiyu said displeasedly, "Why are you so domineering, it's none of your business whether I cry or not."

The words of finding fault were spoken by her now, which seemed a bit soft.

It's like a kitten stretching out the pad of its palm to scratch people, but it only makes people feel cute and doesn't hurt people.

"Okay, I am overbearing. But you are related to me, you are my wife, as long as I have a breath, you are. If you are not related to me, who else can be related to me? " Ying Yu said this sentence without any deep meaning.

But after he finished speaking, he found that he had spoken his mind.

She is a book spirit who has no relatives or lovers in this world except herself.

myself too.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the two are each other's only ones. Thinking of this, Ying Yu became more confident.

Who is your wife? Neither of us has a wedding.

Han Zhiyu complained in her heart, but her heart beat a little faster.

"You were crying just now, but are you scared?" Ying Yu just mentioned a possibility, but he just guessed what was on her mind.

She sniffled and murmured: "Well, I'm worried that you will not succeed, and I'm also worried about you"

Worried that you will die.
She couldn't say the last sentence, she was unwilling to face this possibility, and she didn't even want to think about it.

"So you're so worried about me." Ying Yu said with a smile.

Originally, he wondered if it was because of the aristocratic family.

Even if she doesn't care, she is still a daughter of an aristocratic family now.

When there was a conflict between him and the family, she would inevitably choose a team.

Unexpectedly, he said it so bluntly, Han Zhiyu turned her head away: "Stop putting gold on your face."

Ying Yu hugged her contentedly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

It will be all right.

(End of this chapter)