In the previous life, the tyrant died for love, and in this life, I became addicted to pampering him

Chu Hanxiao died, and Xie Qinghuan’s dream was shattered.

Wake up sobbing.

The quilt beneath me was already wet with my tears.

I raised my eyes to see him still sleeping.

His temples were also wet.

Tears in the corners of eyes.

She brushed it off for him lovingly.

Finally I know...

Why was he so tolerant towards her in his previous life?

It turns out that every time I quarrel with him...

He was so pitiful, holding on to the memories alone, missing her who was no longer gentle...

She lowered her head and touched his cool face.

Whisper his name.

"Chu Hanxiao, please wake up soon, I miss you so much!"

If she hadn't had the dream just now, she wouldn't have known...

It turned out that the child in his previous life made him so excited and yet so heartbroken!

He always disguises himself well.

Only show her the good side.

She almost forgot that he was also a person who felt pain and fear!

"Chu Hanxiao, we will get married when you wake up, and we will have children!"

She touched his angular face, feeling sore and painful in her heart.

She tilted her head and kissed the corner of his wet eyes.

He frowned slightly as if he could feel her kiss.

It surprised her a lot.

I checked his pulse, but it was still weak.

Just when I was feeling down, Ling Zizhong came back.

The ends of his hair were obviously burnt, obviously he had been struck by lightning again!

"Master..."

Xie Qinghuan's eyes were still swollen.

He pursed his lips and touched her hair.

"It's okay. I'll give him acupuncture. You go and prepare some life-saving medicine. It's best to use ginseng that's over a hundred years old."

"it is good!"

Xie Qinghuan nodded repeatedly.

Ignore the vanity of your steps.

With Yuzhu's support, he quickly walked out of the door.

Ling Zizhong saw that there was no one else in the room.

Just now, he sighed softly at Chu Hanxiao who was unconscious on the bed.

Sighing:

My poor male protagonist!

How much suffering I have endured for nothing...

He shook his head and gave him an injection.

Chu Hanxiao was quickly awakened by him.

A sharp pain swept over my back.

He gritted his teeth and lifted his wet eyelashes.

Seeing Ling Zizhong, who had turned back into a young man beside the bed, he blinked twice in disbelief.

"Teacher, master..."

My mouth was bitter and dry, and I had no time to care.

There was no trace of Xie Qinghuan anywhere.

He was very nervous.

"Master, I'm...back. Where's Qing Huan?"

"Yes, Your Highness, you are back, and Qinghuan is fine."

But why wasn't she by his side?

is not it……

Are you still blaming him for stealing your bride?

He could no longer distinguish his past life from his present life...

I always feel anxious when facing the person I love.

Ling Zizhong saw his concerns.

Open up:

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I was the one who sent Qing Huan out. I have a few words to tell Your Highness."

Chu Hanxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, please speak."

"Things in dreams are often different from reality. Your Highness should forget the dream as soon as possible and cherish the present."

Chu Hanxiao's eyes darkened, his mind in a mess.

Is it really a dream?

The pain is so real...

But he still nodded obediently.

"Thank you, Master, for the tip."

He remembered something and suddenly raised his head.

"That Qing Huan's body..."

Ling Zizhong frowned.

"Your Highness, dreams are all illusions, don't take them seriously! Qinghuan is in good health, he won't really die of illness."

Only then did he feel relieved.

The hand holding the quilt never loosened.

He thought absentmindedly for a long time before speaking with a depressed look.

"Master, can you... not let Qinghuan know about the dream?"

He was afraid that she would be sad...

Ling Zizhong looked at his pale face and cracked lips.

Finally, he nodded hesitantly.

Not long after, Xie Qinghuan came back.

As soon as I saw he woke up, tears started to fall.

She fell on him and cried uncontrollably.

"Chu Hanxiao, you finally woke up... You scared me to death, did you know that?"

Chu Hanxiao was a little at a loss.

after all……

From his perspective.

She hadn't hugged him for ten years!

Either beating or scolding, never smiling...

He hesitated.

Looking at Ling Zizhong who was standing behind her.

See him nod.

He spoke hesitantly.

"Qinghuan, stop crying, I'm fine."

I wanted to touch her hair, but I didn't dare.

The slender fingers hovered on her back for a long time, but did not fall.

After a long pause, he said only one sentence:

"It's my fault for making you worry..."

"fool."

Xie Qinghuan raised her head and brushed the hair off his cheek.

Touched the dry skin on his lips.

"Are you thirsty? I'll give you some water."

Chu Hanxiao was flattered, his Adam's apple rolled, and he nodded slightly.

Look at her red and swollen eyes.

A moment of trance.

It took me a while to remember.

This is his pure joy!

Belong to him completely, and my heart and eyes are filled with only his joy!

Thinking of the ten years in my dream.

My nose suddenly felt sore.

I tried hard to hold back the tears.

He opened his mouth and took the warm water she offered him.

The nose wings flare slightly.

"Qing Huan..."

She looked up at him.

He choked up:

"I miss you so much……"

The tears finally fell uncontrollably.

Xie Qinghuan felt extremely distressed.

My eyes blurred without me noticing.

She wiped away his tears with a smile.

Whispering softly.

"Yeah, me too..."

The news that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had survived the disaster spread quickly.

When it spread among the people, it added a lot of mystery.

Rumors abound:

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the lucky star of the Great Chu.

When he returned to the palace, he was cured of the plague;

Now he has miraculously come back to life!

He must be the son of destiny sent by God to save the people of Da Chu! !

All the civil and military officials in the court rushed forward to offer their congratulations.

He was afraid that if he was a step slower, he would be disliked by the new emperor.

But none of these people have ever seen the Night King.

Xie Qinghuan was somewhat concerned:

“When you were unconscious, the Night King asked to see you outside the palace gate, but I was not in the mood to see him at that time.

I heard that he stayed outside the palace gate for a day and a night, and seemed to have fainted afterwards. I don’t know how he is doing now…”

Chu Hanxiao is still recovering from his injuries.

He leaned against the head of the bed, reviewing memorials.

Hear the words.

A little unhappy.

she……

Why do you care so much about Chu Zhenye?

But the aftereffects of the dream are still there.

He no longer dared to be jealous as he did before.

He just silently handed over the memorial in his hand and replied:

"He went to Dongzhou."

"What's the point of going to Dongzhou? Can his body handle it?"

Seeing that she cared about others, Chu Hanxiao felt a little sad.

He pursed the corners of his lips.

"He and Brother Luo went to capture Chu Yingji."

"Oh, no wonder..."

Xie Qinghuan said no more.

Bring the warm medicine over.

"I haven't taken today's medicine yet."

Chu Hanxiao lowered his eyelashes.

He took it in silence.

This made Xie Qinghuan frown.

Chu Hanxiao, who came back from his previous life, has changed a lot.

Stop being a spoiled brat with her;

He always seemed nervous when he was near her;

I talk less too.

Just like this bowl of medicine...

In the past, he would always act like a spoiled child and drag his feet on drinking, saying he was afraid of the bitterness.

But now, I am so obedient that it makes me feel distressed...

Xie Qinghuan sighed.

I know that the sufferings in the previous life made the tyrant unable to be cheerful...

But it's okay.

She was here, she had plenty of time and preference to soften him!

Just like him in his previous life...

For the rest of his life, she will spoil him!