The words were soft and soft, and drifted helplessly in the air.
Xie Yunting was dumbfounded. He grabbed her hand and said stupidly, "Why not? I won't force the palace. I'm no longer the emperor. I'm willing to be a servant under your feet, as long as you love me..."
Bai Weiwei smiled, blood spilling from her mouth, "Master is willing to be a slave too."
He finally couldn't control himself, and the humble plea was accompanied by cries.
"I can, I can do anything for you, you hold on, the imperial doctor is coming, as long as you hold on, I will be your slave."
Bai Weiwei was so weak that she couldn't see clearly, and her body still didn't feel severe pain, but the passing of life was not fake.
She heard the system countdown reminder.
[nineteen…]
"But I only want Mrs. Fu to be high-spirited, high-spirited, and live a prosperous and wealthy life. I saw you at the beginning of that year, the high school champion rode a horse through the streets, and was proud of the spring breeze. I hid by the railing of a high-rise building, folded a flower and threw it on your head, you turned around smiled at me…”
[Five, four...]
With all her strength, she raised her head and smiled charmingly, "It's really a mistake to see Taifu for the rest of your life."
She smiled lightly.
[One... The host leaves the plane and successfully escapes]
She closed her eyes and softened, her breath disappeared, and she lay quietly in Xie Yunting's arms.
Xie Yunting also stiffened and did not dare to move.
There are more people around.
The imperial physician also came, but no one dared to step forward.
Chen Jingzhi dragged his ankles and stood aside, his face pale, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
It was as if none of them made a sound.
She never left.
The air was suffocatingly tight and quiet.
Xie Yunting clasped her hand and intertwined her fingers, reluctant to part.
He suddenly smiled, and the smile was indescribable despair.
His tone was soft as water.
"I'm not, after meeting you, I will never be saved."
I still remember the little emperor standing under the white snow and red plum tree and giving him a provocative smile.
Those petals that flew by were not half as beautiful as hers.
At that time, he thought, how can there be such a beautiful person in this world.
—
When Ye Yuxuan opened his eyes, the despair in his eyes was terrifyingly intense.
He stared blankly at the ceiling.
Suddenly realizing that he was still in a meeting, he had not slept for nearly three days.
Always guarding Bai Weiwei, because of a major decision, he needs to return to the company for a meeting.
This was his task, an easy one.
From the hospital to here, I drove for half an hour, had a meeting for an hour, and waited until I returned to the hospital again.
He only left Bai Weiwei for two hours.
"Mr. Ye, do we need to..."
Ye Yuxuan just closed his eyes and took a rest. The meeting was coming to an end. When the secretary next to him saw him wake up, he was about to ask whether to continue the meeting.
Ye Yuxuan stood up abruptly, and he reached for the suit jacket on the back of the chair.
Then he turned around and walked out, "The meeting is over."
His footsteps were a little erratic.
The brain was like a hammer being hit, and the headache was splitting.
There was a voice in his heart, desperately calling.
Find her, find her immediately.
But he couldn't remember the woman's appearance and name at all.
Only the voice was familiar, her voice hardly changed.
The speed of speech, intonation, and tone of voice can be changed.
Only her voice did not change much.
He could even simulate the feeling of her voice every time she spoke in a dream.
He drove quickly and headed to the hospital.
Along the way, those scenes in the dream are vivid in my mind.
Tearing at his heart, it hurts bloody.