Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

Han Xiyan stared at her, thought for a while before saying, "I never thought about why I saved you, because I didn't have time to think about anything at that time, so I rushed out."

"If I think about it carefully before going to save you, I'm afraid you will be the one sitting here now," he stroked her cheek gently with his fingers, and said softly, "I'm very glad that I didn't think about anything at the time. I rushed out to save you, even if I had ten or eight days to think about it, I would still make the same choice, if I saw you hurt in front of me, I would never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

Nangong Minglu looked at Han Xiyan in a daze.

The noble, indifferent and arrogant young man has been polished by her in a few months.

He would be terrified by her tender concern, and panicked by her inexplicable tantrums.

Because of the injury on his back, Han Xiyan didn't wear a shirt. On his bare chest, where his heart was, there was still the injury she left him...

Now, on his back, there are indelible scars left because of her...

She couldn't restrain her emotion anymore, hooked his neck, and threw herself into his arms, "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! As long as it has anything to do with you, I will do wrong and always hurt you... Damn... sorry..."

Han Xiyan patted her on the back gently, comforting her, "Don't cry! Don't cry! You're not wrong! You're not wrong! I'm fine, really fine..."

Her tears, dripping on his bare chest, burned his heart.

It would be great if I didn't hate her at the beginning!

If she didn't hate her, she wouldn't know Ling Haotian, she wouldn't fall in love with Ling Haotian...

"Xiaolu! Haotian, he..."

"Don't mention his name to me!" Nangong Minglu suddenly sat up from Han Xiyan's arms, and said with a frosty face.

"Little Lu!" Han Xiyan looked at her worriedly.

"I don't want to hear his name again, and I don't want to see him again. I don't want to have anything to do with him again!" Nangong Minglu said with a cold face, every word he said would make his heart twitch pain.

"Little Lu!" The call came from the door of the ward, Ling Haotian stood at the door with a strange expression, staring at Nangong Minglu.

Nangong Minglu turned her head and looked at him mockingly for a while.

"Get out!" Nangong Minglu uttered a word coldly.

"Xiaolu! Listen to my explanation!" Ling Haotian walked into the ward.

"Okay! I'll listen to your explanation!" Nangong Minglu stood up, faced him, and looked at him with some sarcasm, "Then please tell me why you let your men go down to acquit Amy!"

"Because... because although I don't love Amy, we grew up together, and I can't just watch her go to jail!" Ling Haotian himself didn't have the confidence to say it, and he knew that such a reason would be difficult for Nangong Minglu to accept.

"Have you finished?" Nangong Minglu looked indifferent, "If you finish, you can leave!"

"Little Lu! I hope you can forgive me. I have always regarded Amy as my sister. She is still so young. I can't just ruin her life..." Ling Haotian said eagerly.

"Ling Haotian, you did nothing wrong! From your standpoint, you did the right thing! But I'm sorry, I'm not as generous as you think, to forgive a person who helps someone who hurt me!