Chapter 592 Prison and Rescue (8)

Yun Zimo's hand holding Shang Mian couldn't help but stiffen, but after a while, Yun Zimo's hand returned to the way it was before, holding Shang Mian all the time and not letting go.

Shang Jian looked at Yun Zimo's self-deception now, and found it even more funny, "Yun Zimo, you don't love me, why do you still do this? Are you not afraid that I will be misunderstood like this?"

Yun Zimo said: "What is the misunderstanding?"

"I'm afraid I'll misunderstand that the Lord loves me." Shang Yan said sarcastically, "It's not that the Lord doesn't know that I, Shang Man loves you, but I'm not a scumbag, I am willing to love the same person over and over again and hurt myself so many times. people."

This means that Shang Min doesn't love him anymore.

But Shang Yan said that, but he had another idea in his heart.

"I don't believe it." Yun Zimo still hugged Shang Yan, "If you don't love me, why don't you break free? Don't say that you can't break free, I believe you can break free."

Shang Yan paused for a while, then smiled again: "It seems that I have let the prince down, I am not that powerful Shang Jian now, I am not the Shang Jian who can single out several big men by myself, now I am just It's a weak woman, a weak woman who can't even break free from your hand."

When Yun Zimo heard this, his heart ached, he didn't expect Shang Jian to say this, "Mian'er..."

"My lord, it's getting late, you've drank so much again, it's time to go back and rest." Shang Yan began to drive him away.

Yun Zimo pretended not to hear, "Mian'er, don't call me prince anymore, don't you call me Yun'er? Why don't you call me?"

Looking at Yun Zimo who was so thick-skinned, Shang Bian snorted coldly in his heart, but said: "You are a high-ranking prince, and I am just a philistine, so please don't make fun of me. I was the one who was blind Knowing Mount Tai, I misunderstood the prince, please forgive me."

When Yun Zimo heard this, he pulled Shang Jian out of his arms, looked into her eyes, "Mian, you..."

There was no wave in Shang Bian's eyes, the calmness was so calm that Yun Zimo was terrified.

"My lord, I want to rest." Shang Yan smelled the smell of alcohol again, her stomach began to churn again, and she felt like throwing up again.

"Mian'er, I won't leave." Yun Zimo also looked at Shang Mian seriously.

Looking at Yun Zimo like this, Shang Bian felt sad in his heart, "My lord, you are drunk."

Yun Zimo said stubbornly, "I'm not drunk."

Shang Bian didn't want to argue with him, "My lord, I'm not feeling well, you should go back."

Yun Zimo shook his head, "I heard that you are still taking medicine recently, and your health is better."

Shang Bian said coldly, "I'm fine, don't worry about it, my lord."

Yun Zimo looked at Shang Mian's reluctance, and suddenly remembered the gentle Shang Mian in the past, and the obedient Shang Mian who obeyed him.

"You weren't like this before." Yun Zimo said quietly, "You used to tell me that you were suffering from taking medicine, but now I hear that you finish the medicine every time without changing your face."

Shang Bian didn't expect Yun Zimo to ask the maids if she ever took medicine and how she was doing.

"It seems that the lord knows a lot about me." Shang Jian faced Yun Zimo now as if he was facing a stranger, indifferent and indifferent.

"Mian'er, can we go back?" Yun Zimo didn't want to see such a Shang Jian, so far away from him.

It is clearly within reach, but it seems to be far away.

Shang Yan smiled, "My lord, do we have a past?"

 When will it be over?
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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