Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 720 Where are you, I miss you so much
I don't know how many times I have asked someone to bring clean water.

Ying Chen washed his hands over and over again, his bones ached after washing in cold water, and he didn't seem to notice it.

Sheng Sheng didn't like his blood.

Especially Joel Yan's blood, she would not like it even more.

Just wash it off.

"Why is this..." Mo Hejiu stood outside and looked in through the half-open window on the first floor. His face hadn't healed for a long time, and he had just seen the scene of cutting out flesh, which made him feel stuck in his heart. big Stone.

Especially when the meat was neatly scooped out on the plate and delivered to Qiao's family in person.

While doing such bloody and terrifying things, this man seemed to be nothing more than normal.

"When the emperor meets Miss Changsheng, he will become very irrational." Lin Shuo concluded: "My master once said that Miss Changsheng may be his fate to the emperor. Touching your own life? What's more, Miss Changsheng is more important than his life to the emperor."

"That's too scary." Mo Hejiu touched the goosebumps on his body,

"Lin Shuo!!" The emperor's low voice suddenly came from inside, and Lin Shuo stepped through the door quickly.

"Go and prepare her favorite food." Ying Chen sat on the chair, looked at the hairpin in his hand with a blank expression, his hand was already frozen by cold water, and slowly caressed the patterns on it.

Lin Shuo didn't dare to delay, and ordered to go on. Not long after, a variety of food was served on the table.

Two sets of bowls and chopsticks, one by Qu Changsheng and one by Yingchen.

He sat on the edge of the table in a daze, still holding the silver hairpin in his hand.

Lin Shuo and Xuanshang's eyes met, and they persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, can you eat something too?"

Yingchen didn't move, as if he couldn't hear, and stared at the plate dumbly.

The two sighed weakly in the air, they chose not to disturb, and closed the doors and windows.

There was a deathly silence in the room.

Yingchen slowly raised his hand, and got a chicken leg for another empty bowl.

"Your favorite," he said.

It was filled with hot water, and steaming mist rose. He looked sideways and stroked the cup carefully.

There are traces of Qu Changsheng's life in every place here.

Like a blunt knife, when his gaze passed by, it pierced into his heart one by one, causing the chill to spread to his limbs and bones. It made him tremble all over, but he still sat here persistently.

Until the cold made him unable to hold the hairpin in his hand and fell to the ground.

He suddenly came back to his senses, panting heavily, holding the table with his hands, picked up the object, put it in his heart, and curled up into a ball.

"Where are you?"

Yingchen murmured, his voice trembling:
"I miss you so much."
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Qu Changsheng stood at the door, the wound was so painful and itchy that she couldn't sleep because of the torment.

She wanted to go home, and she also wanted to win the dust.

If he knew that he was injured, he might be very nervous again.

She frowned, feeling extremely anxious, Tang Youtang had already gone to bed, in this simple small mansion, there was no scenery to see, only one room with the lights still on.

Tang Youtang told her before that if you can't sleep at night, you can go to the study to find some books to read.

That room is the study.

Thinking about it, she was thoughtful and didn't turn off the lights.

Chang Sheng thought for a while, walked towards the study, opened the door, and it was quiet inside, with bookshelves on display.

Although the room is not big, but the books inside are dense, she closed the door curiously, took the paper lantern at the door and lit a candle, to see if she could find a novel or two to read.

And when she just picked up the lantern and wanted to search carefully, a cold male voice suddenly sounded in the air:

"Who allowed you in."

(End of this chapter)