Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He and two other bodyguards worked together to drag Ye Qingcheng in. The deep and shallow footprints behind her were covered by huge snowflakes in an instant

There was no trace of her way.

At the moment, ye Qingcheng only wears a hollow lace white skirt!

Her exposed skin is cold and piercing, like cold ice, and her eyes don't seem to see the luster

"Medicine? Where is it?"

Ye Qingcheng's voice trembled and couldn't hear clearly. It was as light as a mosquito.

"What? Miss ye?"

"He... Medicine!" Ye Qingcheng's lips shook badly, blue and blue, and his whole face was pale and frightening.

"..." the horse was stunned and didn't respond to what ye Qingcheng was talking about. However, when he saw Ye Qingcheng coming here in such a heavy wind and snow, he could know that it must be because of the Oriental world brocade

The horse immediately turned back and ordered the two bodyguards: "the young master's medicine is in the pocket of my coat. Now send it to the young master immediately! Ask the doctor here to come quickly! -"

The sight in front of Ye Qingcheng finally became rigid and blurred, as if the snowflakes all over the sky were blowing endlessly

I can't see anything clearly

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It was a graceful and beautiful afternoon with a simple castle.

It's probably going to rain. A light haze is shrouded on the green towering mountains in the distance, like a winding Ribbon

The graceful woman in the long yellow gauze dress slowly stretched out her hand and closed the protruding shutter.

"Mrs. Carol, it's going to rain today. It's better not to open the window."

Havila smiled slightly, and her smile was as pure as an angel.

"It's said that Mrs. Carol, you can't sleep recently... I've prepared some calming lavender tea for you. You can make some at night," said havila, slightly lifting her chin. Behind her, the middle-aged woman in maid's clothes was holding a high necked vine basket with thin ribbons wrapped around it and some lilac spiked flowers and bones inside.

"This was picked by my friends in France in their own garden a few days ago. It has a calming effect."

“……”

The woman in the white high collar dress sits on the big rocking chair. The collar in front of her chest is a circle of fine lace flowers. Her pointed lower jaw is slightly raised. Her eyes have deep sockets, tall and gentle light brown eyebrows, and dark brown hair is elegantly pulled up high.

"Thank you," she said with an indifferent smile on her face, like refusing people thousands of miles away, and with a kind mother's gentleness, "Vera, you are a good girl."

"Mrs. Carroll is so beautiful that the whole castle knows a good story," havila smiled and sat down in the rocking chair opposite Mrs. Carroll. It seemed that she inadvertently turned her head and said to the maid next to her, "I think the windowsill here is a little empty... How about some jasmine? Or white iris? It is said that the faint aroma is also very suitable for rest at night."