Concubine is crazy

Chapter 637 I'm afraid these hands are going to be useless

Inside the house, Qilin told Yin Quan what Pingtiao had said.

"Then let her wait!"

The tone was cold and ruthless, without any fluctuations.

Did that woman really think she was still attractive to him?joke!
She did such a great job back then, humiliating and torturing him like that for Ji Lingfeng, how could he give her another chance?

Now, Ji Lingfeng didn't know whether he was going to live or die, so she took the next best thing and went to Shen Yan. From the beginning to the end, in her heart, has there ever been a place for him?
Want him to see her?
dream!

All night, Yin Quan refrained from asking if the woman outside Qilin was still waiting there.

When it was almost dawn, he rolled over and got up.

That night, he slept extremely restlessly, having strange dreams again and again.

Sometimes he dreams of Pingyao smiling at him, and sometimes he dreams of crying at him. In fact, he didn't sleep much all night, and there is always something on his mind.

Pretending to be innocent, he called Qilin, and asked with a cold face,
"Is she gone?"

Qilin sighed inwardly, and said softly,
"No."

Yin Quan's face darkened.

"She fell asleep outside in the snow."

Yin Quan: "..."

Is it snowing?

when?

The next moment, Yin Quan walked out of the room quickly, and Qi Lin could only sigh as he watched his back in a hurry, "Pingtiao was always in his heart."

When Yin Quan walked out of the yard and came to the door of Chasing Moon Pavilion, when he saw the thin figure lying on the snow, his pupils shrank for a moment, and his eye circles turned red inexplicably.

Immediately, he stepped forward quickly, bent down, and hugged her in his arms.

No matter how many days and nights of resentment and loathing, this moment also turns into nothingness.

I still love in my heart, even if the pain is more severe.

Yin Quan hugged Pingtiao and got into his carriage directly.

There was medicine for sores on the carriage, and clothes to keep out the cold. When he lifted up the flat sleeves and saw her ten frostbitten fingers, he was stunned.

Last night, the heavy snow was silent, he had never heard any sound at all, he thought it was just a few snowflakes at most, and with her usual temperament, she would turn around and leave, who knows, she waited stubbornly all night.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid these hands are going to be useless."

Qilin said cautiously.

"To shut up!"

Yin Quan snorted coldly, and carefully held her hands in his arms, and with the other hand, applied her medicine very gently.

Seeing her in a coma, and frowning because of the pain, his heart, at this moment, actually ached along with it.

It turned out that their hearts that were once connected to each other have not changed a bit because of the passage of time.

Even if it is hatred, he still wants to connect with each other spiritually. He would rather hate than lose.

After taking good care of her all day long, Ping Yao only woke up in the evening.

Actually woke up from pain.

Both hands and feet were painful and itchy, as if there were thousands of ants gnawing and biting inside, and also like countless silver needles piercing back and forth in the flesh.

"hiss……"

Ping Yao turned over slightly, her hands and feet hurt even more.

Qing Mou opened and landed on a figure sitting quietly beside her.

He still didn't give up on her after all.

This cognition, at this moment, is an inexplicably sad feeling.

"Is this your carriage?"

Pingtiao sat up and looked around.

I didn't expect it to be the same as it was more than a year ago, and it hasn't changed at all.

She'd even been able to pinpoint exactly where he kept his replacement clothes.Only now, she no longer has any reason to touch anything here.

(End of this chapter)