Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 313: Chitose Master wants her sincerely
Wen Rong's bones were obviously locked, and his flesh and blood would be torn apart if he moved. The pain was extraordinary, but his arm that caught Lie Jiuqing was extremely stable.

When he hugged Lie Jiuqing, he deliberately held back his breath, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

At this moment, even the frightened Chun An saw tenderness in Wen Rong.

"check."

Qin Yi has followed Wen Rong for many years, so she knew that he was referring to the pair of golden hairpins, "Yes."

After leaving the main hall, Chun An dared to take a deep breath.

She had never been so close to Wen Rong, and she almost fainted from suffocation.

She took several deep breaths before she could control her trembling.

"Boss Qin, I'm afraid the imperial concubine will have to wait for you to wait until the lady wakes up."

"Ah."

"The servant girl will leave first."

After Chun'an left, Qinyi followed closely.

He paused for a moment, looked back at the main hall, and hid in the darkness with the secret guards.

Wen Rong looked down at the little girl in his arms, his lips pursed tightly, and his fingertips rubbed her frown.

Even though Lie Jiuqing was unconscious, his face still showed panic and anxiety.

What made her unconscious and so painful in her dream?
"Wen Rong, Wen Rong..."

Suddenly I heard her murmuring in her sleep, Wen Rong's fingertips rested on the tears in the corners of her eyes, and her whole body became stiff.

All his sense left him, leaving only one thought.

It was him who caused her so much pain.

Lie Jiuqing rarely calls him by his first name.

She often calls Qiantose Master Qiantose Master.

Sweet.

With the unique coquettishness of a little daughter, she is particularly endearing.

She wouldn't know that every time she shouted like this, his animal nature would be aroused and he would want to do something to her immediately.He knew from the moment she appeared in front of him again that Lie Jiuqing could control his senses with just one title, a title that everyone shouted in the same way.

When he sees her or hears her voice, he will always want to invade and attack her, occupy her and keep her captive, leaving no room for her.

This is a terrible stimulus that can get out of control if you are not careful.

Wen Rong knew that, so he restrained himself, trying to get her while trying to push her away.

He wanted to numb himself, to convince himself, to give her a way out and himself a way to survive.

However, at this time, these continuous sounds of tenderness were filled with fear, terror, and grief, and every word was like a sharp arrow, piercing his heart.

After all, she told him that all of this was just a dream. He thought he had enough weight in her heart, but the fact was that he was just her nightmare.

He knew that, so he hid, he avoided, he ran away, but in the end she had to come to her door.

It was she who insisted on harassing him earnestly and wanted him to be completely satisfied that it was all her, but in the end she gave him a head-on blow, shattering his few illusions and leaving behind the bloody truth.

It was his gentleness that destroyed her innocence and dignity, causing her to be reviled by thousands of people, trampled on, belittled, and bear infamy.

He had ruined the rest of her life along with it, and he still couldn't give her an explanation.

He is the source of her pain!

Heart hurts……

It hurts so much that he wants to destroy the world immediately, and wants millions of people in the world to feel the same pain as him...

Wen Rong's throat rolled, her whole body trembled, and her arms hugged her so tightly.

He lowered his head and kissed Lie Jiuqing's frowned eyebrows, moved down a little bit, kissed her tears, and then brought his lips to the corners, taking her breath away.

"Qingqing, if I give you my life, will you forgive me..."

Lie Jiuqing was invaded by the familiar rose fragrance and gradually responded.

She grabbed Wen Rong's clothes, like a fish starved of oxygen, and swam away from his lips, crying and begging softly.

"Wen Rong, I was wrong, please forgive me, forgive me..."

(End of this chapter)