Chapter 2182

Ling Limu turns around and gets on the extended version of the business luxury car. The business luxury car gallops away and disappears in Fu Xiyao's sight.

Fu Xiyao stood in place. When he disappeared, she slowly dropped her slender feather Jie, raised her small hand, and touched the corner of her lips just touched by his finger belly

Her shy and sweet red lips.

……

Two days later.

Fu Rixi has been worried about her for two years.

In the afternoon, Fu Xiyao picked up her mobile phone and dialed out the familiar phone numbers.

The melodious mobile phone ring rang at that end, and then it was picked up in no hurry. Linglimu's low magnetic voice poured in, "hello."

"How are things going there?" Fu Xiyao asked him.

"Everything is going well."

Simple four words, capable and calm.

Fu Xiyao's tight nerves quickly relaxed. It's great. She has been worried about him. It seems that this trip is very smooth.

Ling Limu is introverted and calm. He has been immersed in shopping malls for years and participated in the power struggle early, so fu Xiyao believes him.

"Are you... Back today?"

He said he came back after two days on business. Two days have passed

Ling Limu's magnetic voice was infected with Wen Chong's smile, "why, miss me?"

He said, what, miss me?

Fu Xiyao felt her little face hot. She quickly bit her purplish lower lip with shellfish teeth, "I don't have it."

"I'm already at the airport. Now I'll take a special plane back and get home in the evening." He smiled at the other end.

Is he back?

Fu Xiyao's beautiful little face rippled with sweet flowers, but she quickly flattened and pretended not to care, "you can play outside for a few more days..."

"I miss you, no?"

Ling Limu interrupted her directly.

This time, Fu Xiyao's snow-white earlobes were stained with a red glow, "then I'll wait for you to go home in the evening."

"Yes."

Two people hung up.

Fu Xiyao sat by the bed. With her slender feather, she turned out his phone number and changed his remarks from "Ling Limu" to "husband".

……

night.

When the special plane landed, the private secretary drove an extended version of the business luxury car to return Ling Limu home, and the luxury car stopped on the lawn.

The back door opened, and Ling lidusk came down. He was wearing a black tweed coat, stained with a bit of wind and dust, and the cold and cold air at night.

Ling Limu looked at his secretary, "go back first."

"Yes, president."

"By the way, help me empty the recent schedule."

"President, are you taking your wife on a honeymoon trip?" Asked the private secretary.

Ling Limu hooked her thin lips and nodded, "en."

The private secretary smiled, "OK, I wish the president and his wife a happy wedding."

Ling Limu turned sideways and walked to the villa.

From a distance, he saw that the lights in the villa were bright. Although the curtains were pulled for the large floor to ceiling windows, the bright yellow lights leaked out, so warm.

This is his home.

There are his favorite people at home.

Ling Limu pulls away her long legs.

The next second, he had a sudden pain in his abdomen.

"President!"

The private secretary in the back looked shocked.

Ling Limu hung his handsome eyelids and saw that a sharp arrow was inserted in his abdomen. Now the sharp tip of the arrow has penetrated his abdomen.

"Tick tock" blood dripped down.

Ling Limu raised her eyes, and a figure stood in front of her. It was Princess Luo Ling.

Princess Luoling holds a bow in her hand. She looks at Ling Limu and smiles. Tears fall down when she smiles. She looks crazy.

The love she can't get, the man she can't get, won't let others get.

"Ling Limu, count Roy has been perfectly solved by you. His power has disintegrated and the royal family is no longer threatened. Therefore, your use value is over."

"Fu Xiyao has no children. The little prince is my son. I will be the most noble woman in the future. You see, you have made wedding clothes for others all your life. What a pity."

"Ling Limu, no matter how you climb up these years, you can't change your origin. You and Fu Xiyao are not from the same world. You don't get her love until you die. Her people, even... Even a kiss is a luxury for you."

"You have had wealth, power, status, fame in your short life, and even Fu Xiyao has become your wife, but she will always be that noble girl, beautiful and intelligent. It's a dream you can't reach because of her. You're sorry for her."

Princess Luo Ling's tears blurred her eyes. In front of the man, she really loved him, so now she is also in pain.

The private secretary had changed his face. He ran forward, "president, hold on, I'll call now..."

Then a big hand reached out and stopped the secretary.

"President!"

Ling Limu's deep black eyes seemed to have spilled ink, and his eyes faintly moved away from Princess Luoling's face and landed on the villa in front.

At this time, with a "squeak", the door of the villa opened.

Now it is a dark night. When the villa door is opened, the bright yellow and warm lights come out.

Then, an exquisite figure appeared, and Fu Xiyao came out.

Tonight, Fu Xiyao is wearing a pink dress. Her pure black hair spreads out smoothly. She stands in the halo and exudes Soul-catching beauty like a pearl.

Ling Limu looked at her, and his thin lips hooked up a little. He raised his feet and went to her step by step.

Princess Luoling stood and watched. She watched Ling Limu go to Fu Xiyao, with blood on every step.

At the last moment of his life, he was still trying his best to come to her.

Fu Xiyao has been waiting for Ling Limu to go home. She heard the sound of the car, so she rushed out immediately. She saw Ling Limu at once.

Fu Xiyao jueli's little face burst into a gorgeous smile. She hurried down the steps and ran to Ling Limu's side.

In the evening wind, the pink skirt on her body brushed and wrapped around his black trousers. She looked up at him with a pair of beautiful eyes like water, and the voice was sweet. "Are you home?"

Ling Limu stopped, and her handsome eyebrows overflowed with affectionate tenderness, "well, I'm home."

"After Lord Roy is solved, there will be no more threats to the royal family and Edinburgh, and these two aristocratic families will flourish."

"I know you've been separated from Mrs. Yun and Princess Luo Ling. Once Lord Roy falls, they are bound to fight back against you. It doesn't matter. I've made all the arrangements. Mrs. Yun will withdraw from the political stage. I know you like the little prince, but Princess Luo Ling is the biological mother of the little prince after all. I'm afraid the little prince will treat you badly after he ascends the throne, so I'll send Princess Luo Ling away to a far away place."

"From the moment I knew you, you were so noble. In the future, you will be the most noble and colorful woman in the world."

He said a lot, and his voice was as low and calm as ever.

About Fu Xiyao's future, he has long planned.

He has paved her way.

Fu Xiyao looked at him. "What's the matter with you? Why do you say so much at once? I think you're strange."

Ling Limu hooked his lips and smiled. He slowly stretched out his big hand and gently stroked her small face, "the last sentence."

"What?" Fu Xiyao doesn't understand.

Linglimu's lips shed blood. He whispered and whispered, "Yaoyao, you are my... Sweetheart."

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More finished.

This chapter is written more, and nishang is written in tears.