Chapter 563

A month later.

Study.

"OK, I see."

Emperor Yanmo hung up the phone, got up, walked behind the man sitting in front of the French window, squatted down and hugged him gently from behind.

"Ye Li called and said that a brain doctor in country C might wake her up, but I'm not sure how long it will take."

Emperor Yan Mo buried his face in his little wife's neck and greedily smelled her breath.

Lin Qianyi, who had been staring blankly out of the window, seemed to react and blinked his calm eyes.

"State C..."

Lin Qianyi's voice was a little dull. It seemed that he had not spoken for a long time.

At this time, she was much thinner than a month ago, and her face was slightly pale.

Originally bright eyes, now become dim.

"Well, country C, let's take mom."

Emperor Yan Mo repeated patiently. In his deep eyes, he still looked and spoiled.

Lin Qianyi lowered his eyes and let the people behind him hold them, feeling the warmth of the people behind him.

After a long time, Lin Qianyi slowly turned around and looked at the same haggard Emperor Yan ink with his calm eyes.

Emperor Yanmo sat down directly on the ground and held her in his arms.

Lin Qianyi gently nestled in his arms, and his slender hands touched the bite marks between his neck and neck with a slight trembling.

"Sorry... Does it hurt?"

Lin Qianyi's calm eyes finally flashed a touch of heartache.

Why did she hurt the fourth master?

Even unintentionally, she should not hurt the people who love and spoil her most.

What's more, she loves him deeply.

But does she really love you? Does she really love fourth master?

The fourth master always dotes on her. Even if she makes mischief and makes trouble, he dotes on her as always.

There has never been a trace of blame.

Even risking her life to save her.

But what did she do?! What the hell did she do!!

She even looked at her beloved fourth master with hatred!

Looking back on that moment, Lin Qianyi was almost suffocated by heartache. The piercing pain made her tremble.

Aware of the trembling of the man in his arms, Emperor Yan Mo gently stroked her back, "it's over. I'm not afraid. I'm here."

Di Yanmo's soft voice comforted Lin Qianyi, making his heart more painful, and his eyes gradually wetted up.

"I don't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all, really."

Emperor Yan Mo's mouth started a radian, lowered his head and kissed her forehead. His tone was extremely spoiled.

The hot tears rolled down from Lin Qianyi's eyes in an instant.

"Is it worth it?"

Lin Qianyi's voice trembled with sadness and remorse.

Is it worth it? I have paid so much for her and have always spoiled her, but I have never asked her to do anything.

Is it worth it? Not even life for her?

Is it worth it? For her selfishness and overconfidence, she hurt the people around her invisibly.

Is it really worth it?

Or is she worthy of being so excellent and loved by those who spoil her?

Emperor Yanmo hugged her tightly, his lower jaw against the top of her hair, and his cold face was particularly soft.

"It's not worth it, only willing or unwilling."

Looking at the garden outside the window, I felt the softness in my arms, and a touch of softness came from the corners of Emperor Yan Mo's mouth.

"And I... yes, because you are my little wife. Because I love you, I don't love you enough."

Di Yanmo's words are not like love words, but they are more moving than any love words.