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"Ah Wan."
The man behind called out softly again, as if he was afraid that if the sound was louder, she would be frightened.
Song Wan clenched his fists hard, his nails digging into his palms, and took two deep breaths before turning around.
"My slave Song Wan pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Song Wan lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. She bent her knees and was about to kneel down. A long, jade-like palm grabbed her arm and held her steady.
The hand has lost a lot of weight, the skin has become pale, and the cyan blood vessels under the skin appear particularly abrupt.
Song Wan only glanced at it and then looked away. He stood up obediently and said, "I didn't hide from His Highness on purpose. It's just that His Highness the Crown Prince has a distinguished status. But now that I have a bad reputation, I'm afraid it will give His Highness"
Cause unnecessary trouble.
Song Wan's voice stopped suddenly, and the smooth fingertips curled up to caress her cheek with cold warmth. The already numb cheek began to tingle little by little, and her heart felt so sore that it seemed to burst.
Chu Yichen asked: "Who hit him?"
His tone was quite gentle, but Song Wan could tell that he was trying his best to control his anger. He turned his head to avoid his hand and said softly: "This slave has made a mistake, and this is what I deserve."
Every time she said "servant", it was like a knife piercing Chu Yichen's heart, making his face turn pale again.
Seeing this, the young man reminded him softly: "Your Majesty, there is medicine in the room. Come in and sit and talk. The doctor said you can't catch cold. If the madam finds out, she will kill this slave."
After the boy finished speaking, he helped Chu Yichen go into the house. Song Wan stood there and said softly: "Since His Highness the Crown Prince is feeling unwell, I will give the medicine to the servant. I can bandage it myself, so I won't disturb His Highness the Crown Prince's rest." .¡±
After Song Wan finished speaking, he knelt down, kowtowed and said, "I would like to thank His Highness the Crown Prince for the medicine!"
Song Wan moved too fast, and this time Chu Yichen had no time to stop him. He only heard a dull sound as his knees hit the floor tiles.
Chu Yichen¡¯s expression was ugly. He looked at Song Wan intently and asked, ¡°Does Ah Wan kneel down to draw a clear line with me?¡±
Song Wan lay on the ground and said word by word: "This slave and His Highness are as different as clouds and mud, so it should be"
"Ah Wan," Chu Yichen interrupted Song Wan and blocked all her next words, "I don't mind."
Song Wan was shocked. Chu Yichen knelt down in front of her and said gently: "I don't mind if you are used as a prostitute, and I don't mind what means you use to return to Hanjing. No matter whether there is a Song family or not, no matter what you have experienced How unbearable, in my eyes, you are just Ah Wan, the only girl I like and want to marry as my wife, so Ah Wan, don¡¯t ignore me, okay?"
After the Song family was confiscated, Song Wan suffered a lot of abuse and humiliation. After she climbed into Gu Yanting's bed, she was criticized by thousands of people, and even being alive became a sin.
After receiving the invitation from Weiyang Hou Mansion, she thought about thousands of scenarios of meeting Chu Yichen, but she never thought that he would use such an almost humble tone to ask her not to ignore him.
His heart felt as if it was about to explode from the surging warmth. Song Wan bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcing himself to calm down, and said indifferently: "This slave is self-aware, and please His Royal Highness please don't deliberately say such things to tease this slave. "
"Awan, do you think I'm teasing you by saying this?"
Chu Yichen's tone was filled with anger, but more importantly, he was sad. After asking this question, he coughed angrily. Song Wan swallowed the blood in his mouth and finally looked up at Chu Yichen.
He had lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, and he looked haggard and sickly.
With his heart aching, Song Wan heard himself asking in a cold voice: "Isn't what I said wrong?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com