Chapter 1588 Except Wushan Is Not a Cloud 139

The wind on the mountain was quite strong, and the branches in front of the grave swayed against the wind, probably because of late autumn, and the leaves fell quickly.

The withered and yellow leaves slowly fell to the ground.

Qiao Ran lowered her head slightly and poured snow tea for Qing Ye.

She still remembered that when she and Qing Ye first arrived in Syracuse, Qing Ye said that the snow tea in Syracuse was quite delicious. Qiao Ran remembered this, so she brought it for Qing Ye to drink.

"Don't worry about me. I'm doing well now. I'm working hard every day. By the way, Xiaozhou is the name I gave my baby. When Xiaozhou is born, I'll bring him to see you."

Qiao Ran always remembered that when Qing Ye was dying, he was so worried about himself, afraid that he would commit suicide if he couldn't think about it. At that time, Qing Ye had been persuading her to keep the child. At the beginning, let alone a child, she I always thought I couldn't survive...

Fortunately, she survived in the end.

So now she can come to the grave and tell Qing Ye, so that he can feel at ease.

Qiao Ran talked with Qing Ye alone in front of the grave for a long time, seeing that it was getting late, she had to get up and bid farewell to Qing Ye and went down the mountain.

The road down the mountain was not very easy, but Qiao Ran went down the mountain slowly, holding his stomach with one hand and the branch with the other.

She didn't know how dazzling the scene of her carefully supporting her belly fell on Sheng Bianmo behind the tree not far away.

...

Baby Xiaozhou and I are fine.

By the way, Xiaozhou is the name I gave the baby. When Xiaozhou is born, I will bring him to see you.

...

Sheng Bianmo sat by the window of the restaurant, pouring wine down his throat expressionlessly.

He seemed to understand that the dead are the most irreplaceable...

And to this day, that person is still alive in her heart...even, she is so careful to protect their child...working hard to leave blood for that person...

Does she... love him like that?

Cheng Bianmo closed his eyes again, and drank it all in one gulp.

The breath was scorching hot, and it was spit out from between the lips lightly, unprecedentedly suppressed in the chest cavity, unable to pour out.

Cheng Bianmo didn't know how long he had been drinking, he left the restaurant drunk, and Chen Yi had already prepared a carriage downstairs waiting for him.

Cheng Bianmo got into the carriage, and fell sideways on the couch, panting slowly and painfully...

Chen Yi asked in a low voice under the carriage: "Your Highness, are you going back home?"

"No return……"

"Where is your Highness going?"

"Tell Qiao Ran to go back to the flower field! If she dares to miss work again, she won't come again!"

Sheng Bianmo started to drink and go crazy in the carriage.

Chen Yi was stunned, obviously it was rare to see His Royal Highness being so irrational, but he couldn't help but defend Qiao Ran, "Did you forget, Your Highness? Miss Qiao just... asked for leave yesterday, it wasn't Absence from work."

"Is she asking for leave for a serious business? This king wants her to go back immediately!"

Chen Yi wanted to say something again, but after Sheng Bian Mo finished yelling, he said coldly as if on a whim: "Go to where she lives."

Chen Yi was even more stunned, and said in disbelief, "Now, Your Highness?"

"Now." Sheng Bianmo's very cold voice came from the carriage, mixed with faintly painful breathing.

Seeing this, Chen Yi had no choice but to ask the coachman to change the direction and go to Qiao Ran's place.

Unexpectedly, it was a coincidence that not long after the carriage had left, Sheng Bian Mo, who was sitting in the carriage, squinted his drunken eyes. The figure was Qiao Ran who seemed to be shopping at the market...

Cheng Bianmo's mood became extremely gloomy in an instant.