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Chapter 989: Indifference as Ice

That's the expression of a stranger who really looks at it, not even as good as a stranger...

When he didn't even think about what he was going to do, he had already leaned over and hugged her lying there: "Qinglan, believe me-"

I believe I am for your own good, I believe I will make you happy-

He didn't say the following words.

Because the delicate body in her arms began to struggle violently after being stiff for a second, she struggled extremely violently, just like she was fighting for her life-

She felt so painful with a slight movement, let alone her life-desperate struggle?

Cold sweat came out, and her lips bit her white—

Di Shiyin didn't expect that she would do this, and she didn't expect that she would struggle so hard, fearing that her wound would break away, so she let go in a hurry and shouted softly: "Don't move, if you move around, the wound will crack, which will be detrimental to your recovery..."

Luo Qingyu's face turned pale and his body was shaking slightly. His fists were tightly clenched in the cunt, and his nails were embedded in the flesh, but he still couldn't suppress the heart-wrenching pain in his chest.

It's so funny. You're obviously heartless, why do you still feel heartache?

She suddenly laughed, and the smile shook her chest again, like the pain of splitting could not stop her laughing, and her whole body was almost twitching-

Di Shiyin's face changed drastically. As soon as she whipped her sleeves, Luo Qingyu's laughter stuck in her throat. She could no longer move. Only the strange smile still stopped at the corner of her lips, making people feel inexplicably frightened.

Indra Shiyin lowered his eyes slightly, his hands trembled slightly in his sleeves, and he took a breath: "Qinglan, you can't be too excited now, just have a nap."

His hand stroked her face, and a faint white light came from his palms. Luo Qingyu slowly closed his eyes and finally fell asleep again.

Di Shiyin sat beside her, looking at her pale face as white as snow, and she didn't understand what was wrong with her?

What I did was right, why did my heart hurt so much when I saw her now?

His mouth was a little bitter, and there was a hint of confusion in his cold eyes...

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When Luo Qingyu woke up again, another day passed.

She was awakened by the pain, and the phantom heartache followed her tightly like a nightmare and could not be shaken off.

She opened her eyes with sweat all over her head, and the two servants were still watching. The skylight outside was pleasing to the eye, and divine lights were changing and intertwined from time to time.

"Miss, does it still hurt?" a little boy asked softly.

Luo Qingyu closed his eyes slightly, and the pain never stopped!

"Girl, the Emperor has prepared this for you, saying that if you still feel pain, you can take this to relieve the pain..."

A little boy brought a bowl of Biyingying medicine soup from the side of the table.

Luo Qingyu closed her eyes and didn't speak. She didn't want to eat anything from him. Now for her, everything he had made her sick...
Chapter completed!