Chapter 1643: Except Wushan is not a cloud 194

Chapter 1643, except Wushan is not a cloud 194
When Miao Mo’s words were coercive, there was no point to jok with Joe’s mouth, and Chaucer was so scared that he was trembled. The whole man looked at him with trepidation, but his heart was more and more I want to feel aggrieved... Why?
Even if she was sorry for him, but what does it mean now that His Royal Highness wants to take her boat?
Joe looked at the Prince of the Crown with tears in his eyes, and for a long while, he finally couldn’t help but whispered: "I know that I used to be sorry for my highness, but I already know it wrong. I have tried to keep myself away from the Prince." Far away... But what does it mean by His Royal Highness? Your Highness will always have a baby with your wife. What is my little boat? I would rather a small boat to follow me as an ordinary person, and I don’t want him to suffer a little criticism. And ask the temple to let go of the boat."
Chaucer spoke and finally couldn't help but squat in front of His Royal Highness. She was kneeling at his feet, thinking only to beg him not to steal her boat.
To be the child of His Royal Highness is much better than her, but she does not want her boat to be crowded out. No matter the woman around her Royal Highness, she is not allowed to go down the boat. She is not willing, not willing.
So she is here to ask him, how can she whisper, she only needs her boat to be good.
However, Miao Bian Mo stood in front of her, breathing deeply, not making a sound, in front of the raging snow, like a small blade piercing his own eyes.
I also let my side hurt my eyes, but I couldn’t help but squat slightly. The darkness of my eyes suddenly disappeared. He didn’t look at Chaucer. He just looked at the snow in front of him, whispering:
Joe you tell this. Wang, who told you, is this king married?"
The voice of Miao Momo was very light and plain, but Chaucer could hear every word clearly. She slammed her face in disbelief and looked up at her face. The cold wind blew, there was The hair licked her face and half covered her face, but she still looked at the person on the top of her head, and opened her mouth, and couldn’t speak for a long time...
It seems that there is a feeling of unclearness that has been rushing on the apex of the heart. After a while, Joe’s nose is sore, his nose is shaking slightly, and he is about to cry. She looks at the Prince with tears. Her Royal Highness, she heard her voice trembled, and she was so cautious. It seemed that even she could not imagine that the result was like this. "His Royal Highness... No?"
Miao Momo stared at her coldly: "This king is lazy, this life will only like a person."
Although the voice of Miao Momo was as cold as ever, but Qiao heard this sentence, but the whole person has completely collapsed. It has been very hard to lick his lips, but he still can’t stop tears. She fell down and raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. "I thought... I thought that my Highness had a wife... I... I thought... There was someone else in my heart."
Qibian Mo stood there, motionless, letting Joe cry.
The wind is so big, but the heart seems to be not as cold as it was at the beginning, and some are uneasy and instigated, that feeling, little by little, more and more urgent.
And Chaucer cried so badly, but more of a pain and grievance that was suppressed in his heart for a long time was finally vented.
(End of this chapter)