coobybook Chapter 222 He Can't Turn Back
Chapter 222 He Can't Turn Back
"Zhu'er, are you feeling better?" As soon as Mo Li stepped into the room, he seemed not to notice the man in white next to him, and his eyes fell directly on Qu Xinzhu. He stretched out his long arms, and naturally and domineeringly took Qu Xinzhu into his arms, his voice full of concern and tenderness.
Qu Xinzhu hadn't felt a man's attention for a long time, especially in the past few months, when they had only had a few opportunities to meet. Now that she felt the warm embrace again, the grievances and longings that had been suppressed for a long time instantly burst out, and tears burst out uncontrollably, "Li, you...you still care about me?"
"Zhu'er, what are you saying? You are my woman. If I don't care about you, who should I care about?" Mo Li raised his hand gently, and his slender fingers gently wiped the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes. His movements were as gentle as if he was treating a rare treasure.
As he spoke, his tone changed, with a hint of self-blame and flattery, "Good Zhu'er, you understand me best. I have devoted myself to the court and the country, and I am entangled in those complicated government affairs every day, so I have to neglect you, but this does not mean that I don't care about you!"
"Although I have spent very little time in the palace in the past few months, I have been aware of your every move. I am always thinking about you, but I only regret that I have limited energy and cannot be with you all the time. I am really... useless."
As he spoke, he lowered his head dejectedly.
Qu Xinzhu looked at the sincere expression of the man in front of her, and the complaints in her heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.
She reached out her hand and gently stroked Mo Li's stubbled chin, and her fingertips gently brushed across the dark corners of his eyes. It was obvious that he was really exhausted by the affairs of the court these days, and he didn't mean to ignore her.
"Li, I... I really don't mean to blame you. It's just that you haven't come to see me for such a long time, and I felt empty inside. I couldn't help but think about it. I thought you didn't love me anymore..." Qu Xinzhu's voice was nasal, and full of grievances and uneasiness. She expressed her grievances, and then suddenly threw herself into Mo Li's arms. Her tears were like a flood that broke through the dam, soaking Mo Li's clothes.
Mo Li sighed in pain and picked her up by the waist without hesitation. He patted her back gently and comforted her softly, "Silly Zhu'er, how could I not love you? Don't let your imagination run wild."
Soon, he strode away.
The moment he turned around, Mo Li's eyes were like a cold blade, sweeping coldly at the distraught man in white, Le Wuchen. The warning and disdain revealed in his eyes seemed to declare his absolute right to possess.
Liao Wu Chen stood there blankly, watching his beloved woman being held in the arms of another man and walking away.
At that moment, he felt as if an invisible sharp blade had pierced his heart fiercely, causing him so much pain that he could hardly breathe.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Because he knew clearly that he had no right to stop all this.
After all, he was just one of her many men.
At this moment, that heroic figure emerged in his mind.
Liuzhu...has disappeared for a long time.
She probably really hated him.
He wanted to look for her, but he knew it was too late.
That day, from the moment he stepped into Prince Li's Mansion, he knew that he could not turn back!
Liao Wuchen gave a self-deprecating smile, then slowly turned around and staggered towards the door.
His back looked so lonely and desolate, as if he had lost the most important thing in his life, and his whole body was shrouded in endless pain and despair.