My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 2223 3.669 Noble

Molian got out of the car, reached out and held her Liang Qinqin's small hand, and asked softly, "Qiao Qiao, what's wrong?"

Qiaomu's eyes fell on the woman for a long time, so that her entire mind was almost empty.

For a long time she seemed to be standing there, about to become a jade snow sculpture.

As if in the whole world, she was left alone, standing little helplessly.

The slight snow fell on her body, her face, her hair, and her neck, and the sight in front of her eyes seemed to be rippling and floating slowly.

Let her see her past, long past.

The little figure is also like this, kneeling at the door of the pharmacy, begging grandpa to tell his grandmother to ask the shopkeeper, asking him to give her a potion, asking him to go home with her to see his dying mother ...

At that time, she was so small, so pathetic, and so insignificant, as if it were just a tiny dust between the heavens and the earth. The weak trembled the heart and the fragile people felt terrible.

As soon as you touch it, all the foam in front of you will break into a faint dust, and go away with the wind.

"Is it cold?" Merlin noticed that her mood was very bad, and suddenly stretched out her arms to carry her into her arms, holding her little hands and rubbing gently, exhaling a hot breath, "But sullen?"

Arbor's dark eyes moved slightly in the eye sockets, his eyes fell on Mo Lian's face, and his cold little hand reached out and touched his face.

"Is it cold?"

"Cold." He held her pair of small hands tightly, and couldn't help blowing a little warmth to his lips. "No matter how cold I can cover them."

"Even if it's the cold winter frost, everything is withered. As long as I'm there, Jojo will never have to be cold."

Qiao Mu laughed from the bottom of his heart, squinting his small mouth and squinting at him, "poor."

"Where's poor?" Merlin stretched her arms around her body and carried her into her arms. "Want to get in the car?"

"Okay." Qiaomu flicked his fingertips, two streamers flew out, and fell into Guan Yi's palm.

The young man's eyes fell deeply on her leaving back, her left hand involuntarily tightened slightly.

In fact, he had noticed her existence since she got off the bus.

Watching her eyes fall on Guan Yihuan, watching her and him as if no one reached out and hugged him close to each other, whispered each other to express affection ...

Watching her didn't notice his presence at all.

Looking at her, she turned away after giving the medicine, leaving no light in his eyes.

As if, in this world, there is no such person as Ding Yun.

There were several barkings in the crowd.

When everyone's eyes fell on Guan Yizhen's medicine bottle, only Dingzi focused on watching the little girl being lifted into the car, leaving a cool and slender back.

"Ah, girl, this, this is! This is ... it is a clotting dango!" The shopkeeper complexionally pointed at the little reddish fleshy fruit in Guan Yizhen's hands, exclaiming in exclamation.

"Here, which expert is this?" The shopkeeper hurriedly looked around.

At this time, everyone's eyes followed the shopkeeper, and they fell on the unrecognizable wagon.

"Benefactor, please stay! Benefactor, please leave Gao's first name, Yi Ye will become a newspaper figure in the future!" Guan Yizhen looked excitedly to catch up with the first few steps, but only saw a touch of red clothes, in front of him Passed away.

(End of this chapter)