Chapter 230

When she saw her again, her face was hurt and became ugly. He was very sad for her, but she asked him to say, "Uncle Huang, the eighth Prince is very kind to me. He doesn't dislike my face at all. He comes to see me every day, uncle Huang! I want to marry him. Will you help me? "

He didn't know why he agreed to her request.

About love her face, or maybe, really want to help her.

I don't remember those very well.

The only clear thing is that at that moment, her innocent eyes, full of expectations, want to marry the joy of the beloved.

It's not like a sharp blade. If you insert it into your heart, you can kill people cleanly.

In fact, it is as light as a feather, more like crushing his last straw and crushing all his hopes.

Falling into an endless abyss, just for a moment.

He became self abased and cowardly. He hid in the house every day and didn't even dare to come out to bask in the sun.

He was afraid to see the eyes of the dead looking forward to him, even more afraid to see the girl in his heart, with another boy happy smile.

But the situation did not change because of his cowardice and inferiority. Those who want him to die still live well.

If he continues to be cowardly, people around him will die one by one, even he is no exception.

But he couldn't bear to Reluctant to leave like this, leaving the little girl alone in the world.

Even if she doesn't love him, it's good to hear her crisp voice every day and call uncle Huang more.

Later, people around him continued to leave, centrifugal, loyalty, but also not a few.

He dragged a pair of broken body, endured the daily torture of poison, moved out of the closed house, and returned to the court.

The military power in hand makes people dare not underestimate him any more.

Even later, he volunteered to fight Nanling to get back the original compensation. He begged for mercy from Nanling. He did not dare to clamor with them any more. He was cold hearted to Chu Yi and called him the God of war of Dongling. He set up a stele of Hancheng at the junction of Dongling and Nanling, swearing that if there was Chu Yihan in Dongling, he would never invade Dongling again.

It took him five years to get back what he had, even if it was the throne. He believed that one day, he would return to his hands.

Only one person, let him see it timid.

Su Yuetong.

The name he engraved on his heart.

She will never know, he promised to let her marry Chu Cheng ye that moment, the pain of a knife.

She will never know how low self-esteem and emotional cowardice he has become.

He retreated between him and her, and did not dare to show any affection for her.

He can pet her, love her, teach her, but no longer dare to say, like her.

He didn't want to go through that kind of desperation and collapse again.

Now, she finally said that she didn't like him any more.

At the beginning of her confession, she pestered him cute, like a flash in the pan.

At dawn, it is doomed to wither.

That night, the lamp in Chu Yihan's room was hopeless and sad.

Su Yuetong sleeps all night in Qinghe hospital alone. She doesn't know whether she has the courage to chase Chu Yihan like before.

He'll be tired of chasing after him, won't he?

Su Yuetong turned over and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She murmured in a low voice: "all right! Do not chase, do not chase! Just as... "

She never chased me!

Anyway, uncle Huang won't like her!

No matter how beautiful she is, no matter how good she is!