Prince Pampers the Escaping Consort

That night, beimengxi wrapped around the mask to sleep with him. The mask had no choice but to coax her to sleep and then leave.

Life is like this, happy day after day.

It was not until one person appeared that they broke their peaceful life.

When the mask came back from the market and went to the door of the residence, she heard beimengxi's cry. Usually he often went out to buy things he needed. She waited for him at home and listened to his instructions. She didn't play in the room.

A bad feeling welled up in his heart, and his intuition told him that something had happened.

He hurried in with the things he had bought and followed the sound into the main hall. Two different figures were reflected in his pupils, one tall and the other delicate. They were a man and a woman respectively. One of them was beimengxi, the crying rainstorm pear flower. The man stood by and looked at her at a loss.

"Menger." the mask put things on the table and gradually approached beimengxi.

Hearing the familiar figure, beimengxi suddenly looked up and stopped her tears when she saw the mask and ran towards him. Like a frightened deer looking for a warm arm, she threw it into his arms. The realization of the mask always entered the house and began to put it on the man.

He was wearing a black robe and his face was slightly pale. At a glance, he could see that he was seriously injured and had wandered on the edge of life and death. His unbelievable eyes were firmly locked on beimengxi, and there must be countless questions in his heart.

"Husband, I don't know this man." beimengxi looked at him warily.

She made the man feel very hurt and staggered back a few steps. I don't know why her beloved woman would become like this in just a few months. She didn't know him. The serious expression on her face let him know that he wasn't kidding.

What happened in the middle?

Their children. Again

The man punched the table angrily, and the wood chips splashed everywhere in an instant, which was enough to show how helpless he was.

"I'm afraid." beimengxi unconsciously shrank into the arms of the mask.

"Menger, he is not a bad man." the voice of the mask is very gentle, trying to appease beimengxi's fragile heart.

"But, you see, she destroyed our table." beimengxi pointed to the man and said.

"He didn't mean it. Everyone will do wrong. Menger wants to forgive him." the mask explained.

"Really?"

"Be obedient." the voice of the mask became serious.

"I know." beimengxi cried pitifully with red lips.

The man stood aside like an outsider, watching beimengxi in other people's arms, but he could do nothing. He hated his powerlessness.

The mask asked beimengxi to go back to the house to rest, sent her back, coaxed him to sleep and went out. He knew that there were many things to explain to him.

Out of the room, he noticed that there was no tall and lonely figure in the yard. The mask approached him unhurriedly. He didn't have to speak in a hurry. He was greeted by a powerful fist, as if he had exhausted his whole body to vent all his anger on him, so that the unprepared mask staggered on the ground.

With a wry smile, he stood up from the cold ground and patted off the dust. Instead of getting angry, he looked at the man calmly.

"What did you do to her?" the man asked coldly.

"I should be asking you, what did you do to your dream?" why not stay with her? Where were you when she was hurt by thieves and lost her child, when he was depressed and wanted to commit suicide, and when she fell off her horse and lost care?

The man sneered and felt that there was no need to explain as much as the mask. He pointed to the silver mask on the mask's face and asked, "don't dare to show people their true face, and said that he didn't intend to approach Mengxi?"

"Wan Sihan, if I were you, I wouldn't ask the only person who can help you like a fool." he knows beimengxi best, and he is the only person beimengxi trusts.

Wan Sihan was stunned and continued to force him to ask, "if your purpose is me, you can come to me. I will meet you what you want. We will solve it ourselves and don't hurt Mengxi."

"Did your eye see that I hurt her?" the mask retorted, amused.

Wan Sihan was speechless and felt that the words of the mask were right. Beimengxi was not alert to him at all, but with a strong trust, not a reaction to a blade with a gangster. On the contrary, his existence made him feel a sense of crisis.

I never thought it would be like this when I saw you again last time,

Just as they were, they should have welcomed the arrival of their children together, but they lost that concern and became strangers.

He thought he just missed beimengxi for a while, but he didn't expect that he might regret his life.

Similarly, as a man, the mask can feel the cry in Wan Sihan's heart. He is a doctor. He can see that he is hurt. That punch just verifies his guess, with weakness in strength.

"Tell me what happened to her? Our child." Wan Sihan couldn't ask about the child.

"It's gone," the mask replied blandly.

It took beimengxi several months to accept the cruel truth.

"What did you say?" even if he guessed the answer, Wan Sihan still didn't want to believe it.

"She met a gangster while waiting for you, saved her life and innocence, but lost her child." the mask told Wan Sihan the truth and felt that he had the right to know this.

Wan Sihan clenched his hands and his veins burst. He regretted very much that he should not have separated from her at that time. Maybe everything will not happen later.

"What's the matter with her now?" Wan Sihan saw that beimengxi was wrong.

"Hit the brain, temporarily amnesia, only the IQ of a nine-year-old," the mask replied.

"She doesn't know me." Wan Sihan can't tell how he feels at the moment. How dare he believe that beimengxi won't remember him.

They once had so many beautiful and unforgettable memories. If they lost them, he was really a stranger to beimengxi. He could no longer provoke her heartstrings and afford any ripples in her heart.

Even if he died, beimengxi would not shed a tear for him.

It turns out that the most painful thing in time is not life and death, nor is it that I stand in front of you and don't know I love you, but watching your favorite person with others with my own eyes is a kind of breathless pain.

"She'll be fine." the mask reached out and put it on WAN Sihan's shoulder to comfort him.

"Really?" Wan Sihan looked at the mask excitedly.

"You are a wise man. You should see that we are not enemies, and beimengxi is just my patient." the mask felt it necessary to solemnly say this sentence in front of Wan Sihan.

"I see." Wan Sihan showed his only swollen eyes from the mask. He didn't see the familiar eyes. The man looked at the woman's spoiled and hot eyes, calmed down, studied what he said and decided to believe him.

The mask nodded and said, "she can't be stimulated now."

"What should I do?" asked Wan Sihan warily.

"Do nothing." let nature take its course is the best way at present.

"But," he said, interrupted by a cry.

Beimengxi ran out barefoot and stood in front of them. He looked at the mask with hazy tears and asked, "husband, what are you doing here if you don't sleep?"

"How did you get up?" the mask subconsciously went to beimengxi and held her cold hand.

"If you don't sleep with me, I'll wake up." beimengxi's yingqiushui eyes haven't seen Wan Sihan from beginning to end, making him a redundant person completely.

If you don't sleep with me, I wake up and keep thinking of them in my mind

The mask looked at Wan Sihan helplessly. Beimengxi was present. He couldn't explain. The top priority is to settle down the little ancestor, "good, go back to the room and have a rest."

"You want to come with me," said Bei Mengxi, shouting red lips discontentedly.

After the mask hesitated, he nodded and said, "OK."

He understood beimengxi's temperament and didn't agree with her. I'm afraid it's endless tonight.

Wan Sihan stood in place like a sculpture and watched the two people close gradually disappear from his eyes. He told himself to do nothing. However, knowing that it was for the good of beimengxi, he couldn't pretend that he didn't know anything and let them leave.

Beimengxi is his woman and can only belong to him.

One dodged and wansihan stepped in front of them.

"You bad man, get out of the way." beimengxi shouted loudly.

"Menger, I told you to be polite to people." the mask rang through the silent scene with a warning tone.

"But he" beimengxi lowered her head with tears.

"Why do you teach my woman?" seeing this, Wan Sihan couldn't help but burst out all his anger and punched the mask again. The mask wanted to resist and didn't have time to hide. A figure took the lead in blocking Wan Sihan's fist for him.

"Dream!"

"Mengxi?" they called out with one voice. Looking at Mengxi, the meaning of that vision was very different.

Wan Sihan never thought that one day, beimengxi, who loved him deeply, would protect another man with his body, regard him as the only and most concerned person and become the first in his heart.

The mask didn't expect beimengxi to make such a move. Is he really so important in her heart?

"Don't bully your husband." beimengxi took the mask's strong arm and glared at Wan Sihan angrily.

Wan Sihan's heart was like a knife. He looked at her white hands, which once belonged only to him, but now he was on guard as a bad man.

"You'd better take my words to heart, otherwise it will only backfire." the mask left Wan Sihan a warning and turned away with Bei Mengxi.

Some things are really urgent.

Just like beimengxi's current situation, she must first let wansihan down her guard, so that she can enter her heart step by step.