Chapter 1618: Runaway I

It's like a group of dense pink cat mats, stepping on my heart, scratching myself itchy and anxious.

Long Yutian tore up the memorial angrily, threw it aside, and then began to pick up the things on the table and smash it around to vent his anger.

As soon as Fuzi came out of the palace door, he heard a crackling sound coming from the bedroom, almost to the rhythm of the roof being lifted. He squinted his eyes and glanced through the crack of the door, almost jumping up.

Because the emperor, who was concentrating on reviewing the memorial just now, is practicing beating techniques against a pile of antique vases at this moment, his combat power can be used to bombard the rhythm!

The servants outside the Longteng Hall all clamped their legs and stood at attention, not even daring to breathe.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll annoy Long Yutian, who is running amok, and be taken in and used as a sandbag!

And Long Yutian sweated all over after intense solo exercise, took off his coat casually, didn't even bother to take a bath, and lay down on the bed.

Originally, he thought that he had been exhausted all day, and he should be able to fall asleep soon.

But feeling the warm temperature in the quilt, and the faint baby fragrance of the pillow on the pillow, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

It turned out that every minute that Rong'er was not around was an incomparable torment for him!

It feels like there are tens of thousands of ants eating your soul and your consciousness, making you bound and unable to survive or die.

Long Yutian consciously hugged the small pillow next to him, and began to think wildly.

Rong'er should be back at Prince Chen's Mansion by now, right?

Duo'er and Fourteenth Uncle are not here, she is a strange little girl, she will be bullied by servants, is she afraid, will she cry to find her father?

Thinking of this, Long Yutian felt that he was really guilty/cheesy. People have said "hate him" more than once, and he was so frivolous to worry about her safety. He was really self-deprecating, purely looking for abuse!

He never wanted to taste this kind of exhausted, heart-piercing feeling for a woman again.

Especially when facing a woman like Rong'er who treats his love as a shackle, avoids it, and throws it away.

Qian Duoduo's departure has already made Long Yutian taste the pain of the earth-shattering, before he likes Xiao Rong'er to such an extent that he must have her, he should wake up!

I should have known earlier that there was a touch of Duo'er's aura in Rong'er's spiritual consciousness. Since she is the incarnation of Duo'er, how could she be single-minded and unswerving to her until death?

After all, he was delusional!

In fact, Long Yutian didn't know why, Rong'er was just a five-year-old milk doll, and when it came to the cognition of men and women, he still behaved very innocently and vaguely.

But Long Yutian felt unspeakable panic!

That kind of panic came from the historical problems left by Qian Duoduo who fell in love with his beloved Fourteenth Uncle.

Therefore, the panic of losing Rong'er was tightly tied up, making him unable to restrain his temper with Rong'er.

He even forced her, who was only five years old, to face and respond to the feelings hidden in her heart.

There was a tearing pain in Long Yutian's mind, as if two extreme thoughts were constantly pulling him.

One is from Mao'er's words that hurt him unconsciously, and the other is unstoppable worry and distress for her.