"It's so late, if you need anything, I'll help you..."

Mingxiluo looked at her, not feeling disgusted with himself. His face alone had already made him distracted. Mingxiluo was silent for a moment and politely repeated: "Please call Duoyu over. It's getting late. Miss Seven should go back."

Xiang Xinci paused his hand that was holding the quilt for him, and his eyes that had just woken up were replaced by surprise, and he looked at him quietly.

Mingxiluo didn't see any reluctance or reluctance in her eyes. She was really worried about him and thought about him, but the person who thought about him said no longer in contact with him a few days ago, as if the past was fake.

Mingxiluo bypassed her gaze and looked at the door coldly: "It's rainy, it's a lot..." Mingxiluo fell on the pillow with a pale face.

Xiang Xinci hurriedly said: "I'll call you for your help."

Duoyu came in quickly, nervously fed his master to drink medicine, checked Lord Ming's wound, fed water, and then looked at Miss Seven and slowly retreated.

Minxilo was lying on the bed, slowly closing his eyes when he was weak.

Xiang Xinci stood by the bed and looked at him like this, as if he had seen him return seriously injured in his previous life and had to deal with his shameful things.

Xiang Xinci slowly walked over, sat next to him, and held his hand. Sorry, it was the right thing for you to let me die miserably.

Mingxilo did not respond, closed his eyes calmly, frowned slightly, not sharing the pain with her, family affairs as if she did not exist.

Xiang Xinci knew that he could feel that he was just angry. He didn't want much and he didn't plan to give it to him. He would be emotional. He should be: "Why is he hurt so much..." Xiang Xinci's voice was gentle.

Mincilo is silent: "..."

"I'm blaming me." Xiang Xinci's finger hooked his fingers and slid across his palms, with pity and heartache, countless guilt, and the powerlessness she used to do. She didn't like him, but there was always a short time between them.

Mingxiluo calmly withdrew her fingers: "No." Mingxiluo was tired and didn't open his eyes, as if he didn't want to say more: "It's too late, you should go back..."

"sorry……"

Why are you sorry? You don't understand: "..."

"I feel in my heart when I hear you are hurt..." Xiang Xinci lowered her head: "It's very uncomfortable. I don't want you to have an accident. I miss you forever."

Who would look at me if I was so good?

Xiang Xinci sobbed, as if trying his best to bear it and looked away.

Mingxiluo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her, telling himself clearly that her tears were worthless, and that they were not just flowing to themselves. When they were in it, they still couldn't help but believe that she cared about herself and she didn't want to lose him.

Xiang Xinci smiled bitterly, took back the tears that had not yet fallen, and brought the strength that the girl could not bear.

Mingxiluo couldn't help but speak: "I'm fine, I'm just injured normally..."

Xiang Xinci looked up and looked at him, tears flashing in his eyes.

Mingxiluo's heart trembled for a moment and couldn't help but say, "I'm really fine, I'll just be able to cultivate for a while."

Xiang Xinci held his hand.

Mingxiluo did not hide, but was very helpless. He shouldn't compromise. But when she was arrogant and domineering, she didn't even look at her, and her eyes fell on him, and he was very excited, let alone crying for him, so what he could do.

Ming Xiluo smiled bitterly in his heart, laughing at his shallow knowledge and could not avoid her "little kindness".

How affectionate she was when she was sad at Mo Yunyi, she gave her tears worthlessly. As a bystander, he felt that she was deeply in love. So what if Rongdu came later?

It was like a big wave surging, and there was nothing after the tide. But some mud and sand resisted, and when the water rushed up, it was urgent to be taken away.

Xiang Xinci shook his head: "Are you blaming me..."

Yes, I'm good, are you wrong? Give me everything you want, just a little bit of position, now there is no such position, Mingxiluo doesn't want to say it, making him look like an idiot: "No..."

Xiang Xinci felt wronged: "You let me go."

Who said he wanted to leave first? Your logic was wrong with you. Mingxiluo didn't know why she could put her rationally on the side of suffering, but she didn't spoil her: "It's so late, Miss Seven is really not suitable for her to be here at Xiaguan, let alone... the matter between Miss Seven and the prince is imminent..."

Xiang Xinci looked at him.

Mincilo tried to show that he had no ambiguity, but was just looking good for her, and she looked better. This was her more.

"Yes, I forgot that I disturbed Ming from beating people." Xiang Xinci's expression was a little cold.

Mingxiluo suddenly felt that he wanted to make her angry, but she was really angry and he was again-

Mingxiluo told himself not to repeat the same mistakes. He was just fighting for his value and a position that he would not be given up casually in the future. If this could not be guaranteed, what is the meaning of his future path?

Ming Xiluo made up his mind and said the booking: "Miss Seven walked slowly and would not be used in the future, so as not to let Your Highness misunderstand. I am afraid that I will not be able to help the prince during this period. I cannot participate in the series of matters before the wedding of Miss Seven and Prince. I hope Miss Seven is happy—"

Xiang Xin was so wise that he matured and his heart was hardened, but the worries in his eyes remained unchanged. It was his advantage to learn from his mistakes.

Xiang Xinci suddenly stood up: "I understand, I don't have to worry about recuperating well." After that, he got up and wanted to leave.

Mingxiluo looked at her in an instant, he—

Xiang Xinci turned around.

Mingxiluo lowered his emotions in his eyes faster.

Xiang Xinci sat back, as if the displeasure aroused by Mingxiluo had dissipated, and the man had become gentle, with indulgence towards him and helplessness as if he compromised with him: "I'm still sick, don't think about those that are not important, take care of myself first, go to bed..."

Mingxiluo suddenly remained silent. When she turned around, he felt that everything was worth it. Regardless of the true feelings and false thoughts, the heart he was holding fell and he could see her again.

Especially a person as arrogant as her, she is willing to turn around and come back after saying that.

Xiang Xinci sat beside the bed and looked at him.

Ming Xiluo could not hide his emotions in his heart. He closed his eyes, turned his head, and did not look at her, as if he refused indifferently.

Xiang Xinci looked at him, Mingxiluo, who was so young that she was disbelief, had not experienced repeated betrayals and was cold, so people could no longer guess his emotions. Without the constraints of marriage, he was indeed much broader to her.

Xiang Xinci sighed in his heart.

Mingxiluo's heart was trembling faintly, looking back for her, leaving behind for her, and feeling guilty for her true preference at this moment, but not for her own plot against her.

She couldn't find anyone to replace him, her father was not ruthless enough, Prince Xiang had heavy affairs, the Xiang family had something to follow, Di Lu had enough killing and attacking, and his political affairs were still very immature. Mo Yunyi left the outside, the Rong family did not interact with her, and other aristocratic families did not come up with or do anything great.
Chapter completed!