His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 404 The person you love the most

Chapter 404 The person you love the most

He Anhua lay on the ground, her heart was icy cold, her eyes were dull, she curled her lips and smiled bitterly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cold, a little cold.

Their ambiguous voices came from her ears, but they sounded like magic voices, piercing her ears and heart over and over again.

There was no strength in her body at all, and her whole body was in severe pain. She was lying on the ground motionless, and could only lie there quietly, trying to reduce her sense of existence as much as possible.

A self-deprecating smile crossed her face, she wanted to close her hearing and goug out her eyes.That way you won't be able to hear or see, and won't your heart ache?
Tears slid down her eye sockets, dripping coldly on the ground, she raised her eyes to see the tassels cascading down from the beams, the expression on her face was flat, and there was no emotional ups and downs in her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, when the voice in my ear became calm, the person on the bed also stopped moving, and opened the bed curtain.

Looking at the little woman lying in her arms, Bei Yuhuang curled her lips into a faint smile, stretched out her hand and performed a trick, and after clearing the whole body of the two of them, his figure flashed and he had disappeared into the room.

Wan Xia was lying on the bed, Yun Sijiao was covering her petite body and enveloping her, the blush on her white jade-like face hadn't faded, she looked shy and lovely.

The slender arms like lotus root hang down on the edge of the bed, and there are marks all over the neck and body, which are ambiguous, blue and purple.

Waterfall-like black hair hangs down her body, extremely seductive, she seems to be fast asleep, her long eyelashes cover her face, casting a small silhouette on her face.

With a small nose, pink lips like summer, and delicate makeup on her fair jade face, she lay quietly on the bed and fell asleep, like a delicate porcelain doll.

From the rest of Bei Yuhuang and Wan Xia to his departure, he didn't even look at He Anhua during the whole process, the expression on his face was always cold, without any emotional ups and downs.

Only when he hugged Wan Xia and talked to her, he had a smile on his face and his expression was very gentle.

That was the him she had never seen before, the smile on his face that she had never seen before.

Because it wasn't for her, she couldn't see it.

Pursing his lips to stop the sadness in his heart, He Anhua moved his body, only wanting to leave this place.

There was still a strong smell in the air, mixed with his unique scent of tea and flowers, which floated into her nose, which made her feel a little disgusted suddenly.

She hated the smell and didn't want to see him with other women.

He moved his body, but before He Anhua could get up, Wan Xia, who was lying on the bed, had already opened his eyes and woke up.

Her face flushed, seeing bruises all over her body, she pulled the quilt over and hid herself inside.

After fiddling for a while, she poked her head out from under the quilt, put on her clothes, jumped out of bed, looked at herself in a mess in the mirror, her face was blushing.

There are marks all over the neck, densely packed, which is very eye-catching.

God!How does this make her see people?
Pouting, she frowned, her face still flushed, and she looked shy.

Suddenly seeing He Anhua lying on the ground behind her, she hurriedly turned around, knelt down and was about to help her.

"Sister Anhua, are you alright?"

A look of worry flashed in her eyes, she was very worried about her injuries.

"No, it's alright..."

He Anhua shook his head, and stood up slowly with her support.

(End of this chapter)

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