Qiao Ran transplanted the flowers one by one and was about to move the flowerpot on the side when a slender and beautiful hand stretched out and helped her take it.
Qiao Ran was stunned for a moment, staring at the familiar hand. He raised his head in disbelief and saw the person standing in front of him.
He came dressed in the wind and frost, wearing a black cloak. Snowflakes fell on him, falling coldly.
The cold and familiar face, such beautiful eyes, seemed to be infected with frost and snow, and he looked at her coldly.
Qiao Ran heard his heart falling suddenly... He didn't know where he fell...
She was so frightened that she stepped back, but he grabbed her hand.
The moment Sheng Bianmo grabbed her hand, he clearly felt the coldness of her little hand. He frowned in displeasure and squeezed her little hand even more tightly.
He gave the flowerpot in his other hand to Chen Yi, then took Qiao Ran's hand and walked towards the courtyard without any explanation.
Along the way, Qiao Ran's mind was a little dazed. The only thing she could clearly feel was the warmth transmitted from the ironing in his palm, which gradually warmed her hand little by little.
But why did His Highness the Crown Prince appear here...
Isn't this Mr. Mo's mansion
Why did His Highness the Crown Prince come...
Mr. Mo... His Highness the Crown Prince...
Qiao Ran was suddenly shocked. She raised her head blankly, looked at Sheng Bian Mo Jingjing's cold profile, opened her mouth and asked, "Your Highness... are you... Mr. Mo?"
Shengbian Mo didn't answer her, let alone pay attention to her, he just walked towards the courtyard.
Qiao Ran thought he had acquiesced, and his whole mind went blank, unable to think of anything.
She was dumbfounded, letting him lead her away until she finally reached the courtyard. He let go of her hand. Qiao Ran clenched her hand, not catching the lingering warmth, and there was a slight glimmer in her eyes. After a moment of disappointment, he held the cuffs of his little hands and stood with his feet together. He raised his eyes again and looked in the direction of Sheng Bianmo in confusion, waiting for him to speak.
She doesn't know why this is the case...
Isn't it Mr. Mo? How could he become the Crown Prince...
Could it be... that he was His Highness the Crown Prince from the very beginning
Then when she was confused, Shengbian Mo's indifferent voice came, "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to plant flowers anymore."
"I...didn't I do something well?" Qiao Ran heard the implication of his words and clenched his fingers. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
And Shengbian Mo directly cast his cold eyes on her round and round belly covered with a cloak, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, "What do you think?"
Qiao Ran followed Sheng Bianmo's gaze and lowered her head to look at her round belly. An indescribable shame came to her heart. She seemed to understand something, but she felt really aggrieved in her heart.
But the person standing in front of her is His Royal Highness, not anyone else...
Qiao Ran lowered his head and clenched his fingers for a long time, then nodded gently, "Qiao Ran understands..."
But no matter what, she still wanted to thank His Highness the Crown Prince for helping her...
However, she didn't know that as soon as she finished speaking, Sheng Bianmo's eyes instantly became colder, and his tone was also cold: "What do you understand?"
"Qiao Ran knows that he has sinned deeply... and will never bother His Highness again..."
After she finished speaking, Sheng Bianmo sat in his seat and smiled.
(End of chapter)