Chapter 1772

She saved him once, and he sent two subordinates to solve the crisis of Tao Wanshu's last trouble. At the same time, the quality of life in Changhuan hospital has changed.

At least after he went back, the fresh fruits and vegetables sent by the little eunuch guarding the door were never stopped.

Meng Zhian pursed his lips and said nothing. Seeing that Su Kui had sorted out the white and black pieces, he began to pinch a black piece and play with it, saying, "the emperor has come?"

Su Kui sneers, "those two children are probably not less to tell you about me, don't you know whether he came or not?" Don't answer the questions. Meng Zhian, who asked me, touched his nose awkwardly.

But I feel uncomfortable, as if my heart is blocked by a hard stone.

"If the emperor wants to take you out, will you agree?"

Somehow, the sentence blurted out. He always wanted to ask, but also the most worried thing.

Now, Tuoba Xuan is still the emperor who holds power in name and is superior. Moreover, his appearance is excellent among men. If he opens his mouth and promises her endless love, he will take her out like Tao Wanshu.

What would she do?

As long as we think about this, Meng Zhian's heart is as dull as being held by a big hand. So, the tone of the words is also a little cold.

Hearing this, Su Kuitun fiddled with the pawn's hand and looked up at him with a smirk. "What do you think?"

Meng Zhian has a headache.

Why does this woman refuse to face up to his problems, and then she leaves them to him.

The big hand under the table is tight. He clenches his teeth. "Chi Zhan, can't you answer my question well?"

Voice down, Su Kui "pa" a, the pieces will be thrown back to the chess box.

Casually said: "so, how do you want me to answer you? Take it. I'll tell you. If he picks me up, I'll go with him. In fact, that's exactly what I'm aiming for, isn't it? "

At this moment, Meng Zhian suddenly looks up, and Feng Mou goes straight into her eyes. Her eyes, as if hardened as ice, cold without any temperature. Meng Zhian knows that she is serious.

Blurted out words almost changed tune, "Chi Zhan!"

You're crazy!

She was so mad that she had a life for life idea.

Su Kui raised her eyebrows, still in a casual manner, and left life and death aside. Her dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, dense and open, like a vast expanse of space, and all emotions were in her eyes, which was invisible.

Meng Zhian feels cold at the bottom of her heart. Can this woman and her heart go in?

Would she have sealed her heart and not allowed anyone to come near?

When Meng Zhian was outside the Great Wall, he never paid attention to Tuoba Xuan's every move. Every time the message from the dark post is how the emperor dotes on the newly entered Chi Zhan. Because of her weakness, he can even bear not to touch her.

This is the most comforting place for Meng Zhian. Of course, even if Tuoba Xuan really touched Chi Zhan, he would not care much. What he likes now is the woman sitting in front of him, like the wind.

He did not forget how Chi Zhan was enthusiastic about Tuoba Xuan, and how he was ruthlessly beaten into the cold palace in one night.

No sorrow is greater than death of heart. That's the feeling.