Love Curse: The Savage Princess Maid

Suddenly, a pair of hands grasped hers without knowing when, and she turned her head in shock, only to see a beautiful face.Under the scouring of the years, the originally beautiful face has long been stained with a little enchantment, she smiled slightly, Zhong Yixue almost exclaimed in fright, but at this moment a rough hand covered her mouth in time.

Zhong Yixue stared at the woman in front of her with wide eyes in astonishment. The woman was still smiling, and pushed her hand further towards the oxygen mask that kept the girl alive. The gentle but asura-like voice came to Zhong Yixue's eardrums in shock, "It's still one step away, why did it stop?"

Zhong Yixue kept staring, looking at the woman in front of her in disbelief, her mouth was still tightly covered, the hand close to the oxygen mask stopped halfway, but the other party smiled and took it a step further. Pushing it out until it touched the oxygen mask, the woman turned her head with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "Don't you dare? I'll help you."

"Ghost, ghost... Xin... Xin Yuchen..." Even though her mouth was covered, Zhong Yixue's terrified murmur could still be clearly discerned.

Xin Yuchen just turned around and smiled faintly at Zhong Yixue, and raised her hand to pull out the girl's oxygen mask at the moment of her astonishment. Looking at the situation in front of her, Zhong Yixue almost fainted from fright, she closed her eyes hard, and when She opened it again, and Xin Yuchen still stood in front of her with a light smile.

At that moment, she completely stopped thinking in her mind, and she was so frightened that she fainted in Rist's arms.

A trace of sarcasm flashed across Xin Yuchen's eyes, and he raised his eyes to look indifferently at Yan Yun who was lying on the sofa. Riester immediately nodded knowingly, "He has been given an anesthetic, and he won't wake up for a while."

"Yeah." Xin Yuchen's cold eyes fell on Yichen's body without emotion, and her cold fingers gently brushed her pale cheeks. For a moment, her heart seemed to be gently fiddled with by a feather, and the coolness in her eyes slowly faded away. , replaced by a touch of pity, "She really looks like me."

"Ma'am, Dr. Blaize is already at the door." After ordering someone to place Zhong Yixue, Lisite reminded in a low voice.

"Let him in."

"Yes."

After Yichen's attending physician, Blaise, entered the room, he first called out "President" respectfully, and then stood silently aside, patiently waiting for Xin Yuchen's instructions.

Gently straightened Yichen's slightly messy hair, Xin Yuchen turned his head, and glanced at Blaise lightly, "It can wake her up." Seeing the girl on the hospital bed struggling to breathe, her heart crossed There was a slight pain, but soon, she returned to her normal state and buried the pain deeply.

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When I was almost out of breath, my body was suddenly injected with vitality, and my mind was instantly clear, but my eyes were still tired. I only vaguely remembered that I collided with a car that day. Fortunately, Li Yanhui was married. The church was not far away. After stumbling into the church, did I ruin his wedding?

Feeling a cold touch on my face, I tried hard to open my eyes, but I still couldn't open them. When the touch slowly faded away, I seemed to instinctively raise my hand to grab the cold touch, that is A cold palm, so cold that there is no temperature, and the slender fingers are tightly held in my hand. I can feel the owner of the hand tremble. No matter how hard I try, the hand is finally out of my palm. I am powerless The floor hangs down on the edge of the bed, but the owner of those hands gently lifts my arms and gently puts them into the quilt.

After tucking me into the quilt carefully, I felt that the footsteps were getting farther and farther away, "Mom..." In the dream, I suddenly saw the figure of my mother, felt her warm touch, and savored the faint warmth on her body. Qingxiang, it was so real, so real that I thought I really saw my mother.

The sound of footsteps stopped suddenly. In my dream, looking at my mother who was walking farther and farther away, I couldn't help raising my hand to keep that figure, "Mom...don't leave Chen'er..."

At that time, the footsteps that had gone away floated into my ears again. For some reason, it was just the footsteps, but it was very pleasant to me.

A kiss was pressed on my forehead, and I could deeply feel that it was warm, unlike that slender hand, which was so cold that it had almost no temperature.

At some point, scorching drops of water overflowed from the corners of my eyes, and my slender fingers lingered on my cheeks. It was a barely audible sigh, but I heard it very clearly.

"Ma'am, it's time to go."

I don't know when, the warm and cool touch gradually disappeared, and my consciousness gradually became blurred. As the footsteps faded away, I also fell into a deep sleep.

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When I opened my eyes, the image of my mother still persisted in my mind. I stared at the ceiling for a long time before realizing that I was in a car accident. Suddenly I remembered Yan Xi’s marriage. Accidentally touched a hard body.

The moment I saw him, I couldn't restrain my emotions anymore, let the tears flow down my face without any scruples, and raised my hand to gently stroke his messy hair.

Yan Sui, Yan Sui, Yan Sui... I shouted from the bottom of my heart.

As if sensing the movement above his head, he raised his head abruptly and stared at me in disbelief. Those eyes that were once deep and dark now became fluorescent, and a faint mist filled his eyes.

We stared at each other, no one said a word, until he shouted hoarsely: "Chen..."

My tears fell down uncontrollably like broken beads, I tried my best to support myself, hugged Yanhong tightly, and gently brushed his sword eyebrows, his dark eyes, his high nose bridge, his pale pink His lips... I leaned over and pressed my lips tightly against his, Yan Sui kissed back passionately, and the tip of my tongue spread my lips and teeth to swim and explore further.

"Chen'er!" There was a surprise call from the door, Yan Sui immediately moved his lips in embarrassment, and swept his sleeves pretending to be calm.

I smiled and pulled Yanhong back to the bed, and gave the fathers a reassuring look, "Dad."

The three fathers scrambled through the door regardless of their image, and crowded around my bed excitedly. I don't know who pp jumped Yan Hui out of the way. Tight, as if he dared not vomit after eating dry vinegar.

"Chen'er, you're really awake, you're awake..." The eldest dad probably wept with joy, took my hand, and cried loudly regardless of his image.

Not to mention the third father, who had already had a runny nose and tears. On the contrary, the second father was even stronger than the eldest father. The tears just rolled in his eyes, but it didn't take long for the tears to burst forth like the Yellow River breaking its embankment. It's really distressing to watch.

However, what I want most now is to hug Yan Cong well, and then just hug and hug... So I didn't know at the time that I actually showed an infinitely sad expression when facing my fathers.

"Chen'er, Dad will make chicken feet for you, go make chicken feet!" The third father rolled up his sleeves and rushed out the door excitedly without saying a word.

"Chen'er, Dad allows you to eat chocolate, I'll have someone prepare it right away!" The second dad turned around to leave, but found that the eldest dad was still holding my hand tightly, and pulled the prince's daddy, the second dad frowned, "What should you prepare, prepare to go!"

The eldest father raised his teary ice blue eyes, and looked at the second father with infinite sadness, "Chen'er just woke up, so he can't eat those things! He can only drink porridge."

The second father twitched, and still dragged the eldest father out, "Then prepare gruel!"