The sharp princess: singled out the cold and charming prince

Chapter 683 Mayfair, Who Are You?
The heavy eyelids could no longer support her, and she closed her eyes feebly. In a daze, she only heard a loud cry of a baby clearly slipping past her ears.

That crying sound was like the sound of nature. She had never heard a sound that would make her listen to it as beautifully as it was at this moment.

At the corner of her mouth, she feebly raised a gratified and happy smile, and she lowered her hands.

Yunxuan, our child. ． ． ． ． ．born.

The next second, I heard the panicked voice of the midwife again, "The girl is bleeding profusely, hurry up... call the doctor... hurry up..."

What happened next, she was no longer conscious.

In the extra six months, allowing her to give birth to the child healthy and healthy is already the greatest gift from God to her.

What more could she ask for?

She only hoped that her child would grow up happily, and she would have nothing to worry about.

Eight Princes' Mansion——

"Fair...Fair!!!"

A heart-wrenching cry sounded from Qianye Yunxuan's mouth, and Qianye Yunxuan sat up suddenly from the bed, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

In her sleep, the blood-covered girl looked at him helplessly, trying to get closer to her, but behind her, it seemed that someone was holding her tightly, preventing her from taking half a step.

"Fair..."

He murmured the name softly in his mouth, his breathing was so fast that it was hard to calm down, and his heart seemed to jump out of his heart at any time.

He didn't know what the girl named Fei'er was going through, but his heart was completely torn apart by thousands of beasts.

Mayfair. ． ． ． ． ．Mayfair. ． ． ． ． ．
He got off the bed and kept repeating the name in his heart, familiarity in the strangeness, as well as the intense and personal heartache.

Just like that day, when he looked at the red leaves all over the sky, the name that popped up in his mind was her—Fair.

But. ． ． ． ． ．Who is Mayfair?Where did she go?

Why can't he remember her? He doesn't even have the slightest impression of what she looks like.

Suddenly, he quickly put on a coat, opened the door, got on the horse, and rushed out of the palace.

No one knew where the prince was going, and no one dared to ask.

Where is the prince going, why should he explain to other people.

At the foot of Nanshan Mountain, it is already gradually entering autumn, and it is a bit cool.

On the gradually withered grass, the slender figure dressed in light blue was standing with his back facing the setting sun in the west, with his hands behind his back, under his seemingly peaceful handsome face, there were waves everywhere.

In a daze, he remembered being here, with a girl, sitting facing the mountain, looking at the red leaves in front of him that hadn't turned red at this time, admiring them.

Looking at the unred red leaves in front of him, Qianye Yunxuan's heart began to ache again.

Why do you come out with so little clothes? What should you do if you catch a cold?
Don't be afraid, you won't be cold if you hold me.

It was that familiar and unfamiliar conversation again, every time, his heart was ruthlessly torn apart.

"Fei'er...Who are you? My king...why did I forget you?"

He looked at the withered and yellow grass, and his eyes became moist unconsciously.

Seven Palaces——

"Uncle Ying..."

Mu Yifei, who had just finished confinement, sat on the bed with a pitiful face, frowning as she watched the old man standing in front of her holding a bowl of "nutritious meal" that was not slippery.

(End of this chapter)