Lin ange is a royal child. She should return to this country and enjoy her rights and status. Most importantly, she should enjoy a complete father's love.
In the past 22 years, she hasn't had a day of real fatherhood.
Lin Yifei knew from the beginning that she was not his child. When he lanmiao and he Lanjing were alive, they did nothing but face her, but they hated her very much in their hearts. So, four years ago, he allowed Lin ran to put down the fire on her.
"Uncle Jin, is there no other way?"
Gu Yunxiao sat upright, holding the goblet tightly in his hands.
"Unless..."
Nan Huaijin's deep facial features become more and more dignified, backhand, put the crystal wine glass on the wooden round table.
"Except for what?"
Gu Yunxiao turns to look at him, the voice is a little excited.
"Unless I think of her as my daughter."
When Nan Huaijin finished this sentence, she felt infinite emotion.
For years, he had been indifferent to Royal affairs. However, he had to do good for Bo Yu again and again.
If it wasn't for the last words of his father Bo hongdaytime, he would help Bo Yuheng wholeheartedly. He really didn't want to do anything for him.
"Do you recognize the lattice?"
Gu Yunxiao's heart was startled. The blue eye light was like throwing a small stone, and the eye wave was shaking violently. He almost stood up in surprise.
"Then you are not Uncle Jin, you are well-known, so don't recite this pot... "
"In recent years, have I not carried enough pots?"
Nan Huaijin smiles indifferently.
Under the starlight, he is as noble as jade, with three-dimensional and elegant facial features. He has always been his "label" of elegance, indifference, integrity and steadiness.
"It's not the same..."
Gu Yunxiao stopped and worried.
"If my aunt knew, what would she think?"
Nan Huaijin hasn't married yet, so she is Ye Qinghuan. He loved her for many years.
If exposed, Lin an song is Nan Huaijin's illegitimate daughter, will ye Qinghuan collapse? Her time is not much, so
Gu Yunxiao did not dare to think further.
"Even now, I won't choose."
Nan Huaijin finished and stood up.
"But..."
Gu Yunxiao saw the situation, and then he also got up.
"I'll go and see Qinghuan."
Nan Huaijin patted Gu Yunxiao on the shoulder, mellow voice way.
"Good."
Gu Yunxiao pursed his lips and answered respectfully.
"Rest early."
"Uncle Jin, you too."
"Well."
Nan Huaijin was so cold that she turned and walked down the roof.
Gu Yunxiao originally planned to go to see ye Qinghuan and see Nan Huaijin in the past. He thought about not disturbing them.
After all, they don't spend much time alone.
He sat down again and saw that there was still a lot of red wine left in the jug. He shook it and gave himself half a glass.
A person sitting under the bright starry sky, looking at thousands of stars, let his mind empty.
Unconsciously, the wine in the sobering pot saw the bottom, and his face was slightly drunk.
Nan Huaijin goes downstairs to Ye Qinghuan's room.
He deliberately slowed down the pace, gently walked to Ye Qinghuan's bed. A female escort had to say hello to him in a low voice.
"Your Highness..."
"You go out first."
"Yes."
The female escort quickly went out and gently brought the door.
"Huaijin, are you still up?"
Sick, ye Qinghuan had little sleep and light sleep.
"Aren't you still up?"
Nan Huaijin smiles at her.
In the room, only a bedside lamp was turned on. The orange light hit Nan Huaijin's face, and his elegant facial features were covered with a layer of soft light. Deep eyes, with deep feelings.
Xu is drinking wine, the eye color is gentle and affectionate.
Although he did not hide the concern for ye Qinghuan, but looking at her like this, it was the first time.
"Can you compare with me? I'll sleep all night
Ye Qinghuan tried to bend the corners of his mouth and laughed at him.
Her eyes were deeply sunken and her face was not very good. She was a little waxy yellow.
As a woman, naturally do not want the man who has always loved him to see his ugliest side. But she couldn't get rid of the man.
Life has begun to count down.
Every minute and second is an extravagant hope for her.
She knew that she was terminally ill, and even Nan Huaijin was helpless. She can only do it by smiling at him.
"Qinghuan..."
Nan Huaijin droops her eyes and looks at her. Her eyes are full of feelings."Huaijin, just say what you want to say..."
Ye Qinghuan's voice is a little weak.
In the air, there is a faint smell of disinfectant and medicine.
"Qinghuan, do you have any wishes? Tell me. "
Nan Huaijin tucked in the quilt for her and said in a mellow voice.
"No more..."
Ye Qinghuan hardly thought about it, so he answered him.
"Don't you want to meet your family?"
Nan Huaijin's eyes sank, and there was a trace of sadness in her mellow voice.
"They've been through a life and death experience, there's no need to let them go through it again..."
Ye Qinghuan's eyes light some hair stagnation, eyelids pulled, the smile on his face is very sad.
She died once 28 years ago.
Her parents, who had gone through white hair to black hair. If you let them go through it again, I'm afraid they will go with her.
"I understand. Other people can't be seen, but you must see Yiyao. He is your own son after all... "
Nan Huaijin looks calm and gentle.
"No I won't come to see him... "
Ye Qinghuan's tone is particularly pessimistic, deep in the eye socket, diffuse a thin layer of fog.
"Qinghuan, don't think about him like this. Yiyao is a good boy. He will come to see you."
Nan Huaijin reaches out her hand and holds Ye Qinghuan's thin hand.
Ye Qinghuan did not struggle and let him hold it. He pulled his eyebrows hard and laughed.
Nan Huaijin collected her elegant eyes, drooping her eyes, and looked at the hand with green veins bursting out. The heart is like a needle in the bottom of my heart.
For so many years, he wanted to take her hand and go all the way. But he never got what he wanted.
Her heart, how can not put down Mu Chu Han.
He said he would wait until she accepted herself. 28 years later, she still didn't accept his feelings.
But he kept his promise.
Wait for her until the end of time.
I didn't expect that it would be such an ending in the end.
"Huaijin, in my last time, it's enough to have you with me. Thank you very much... "
Ye Qinghuan's face was sallow, and her smile was a little bleak.
"Qinghuan, I just don't want you to leave regrets, and I don't want Yiyao to leave regrets..."
Nan Huaijin holds Ye Qinghuan's hand tightly. The warmth of the palm spreads through the skin. The palm of Ye Qinghuan's hand slowly became warm.
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