The special passenger plane was on its way to Denmark in the dark night. The king just wanted to get away from this city as soon as possible. He didn't want to stay for a moment and stay away from here.
The lights in the cabin were turned off, there was a comfortable little bed, and the king hugged Mingxi tightly. It seemed that it was very cold here, and Mingxi's body was his warm body. It had been three hours, motionless like a sculpture.
The king's big palm pressed Ming Xi's head deeply into his chest, and his chest rose and fell slightly, proving the rhythm of life. Ming Xi did not move, but lay quietly in his arms, leaning her ear against his heart.
Those powerful pulses seemed to be telling her helplessly...
Feeling the king's eyelashes flickering, Ming Xi raised her head, and the moment her eyes met with his, an inexplicable sadness hit her throat. She took a deep breath, and her heart surged like turbulent waves, as the waves outside the window drifted.
The mist fell to the ground.
"I did not kill the child. At the most critical moment, I withdrew my hand." The king's voice was as low as a sigh, but it echoed faintly in this empty and cold space.
Ming Xi's nose felt sour, and her tears couldn't help but fall down: "Don't you always like to explain? Why do you have to explain to me?"
"I seem to always hear the baby's cry. The sound is like a life-threatening nocturne, which makes me uneasy. Even if my hands are bloody and my sins are heavy, our child is innocent and he should not be punished." He closed.
When I closed my eyes, my voice was as low as the buzzing of mosquitoes, but I could still hear it Mingxi.
"But why do you have such a plan?" Even though she didn't want to hurt him, Mingxi couldn't help but ask. She didn't understand why he was trying to abort the child since he didn't want to let him go either.
"You don't believe me?" His eyes opened again, and they seemed to be covered with a layer of cold mist, erratic.
"No..." Ming Xi explained sadly, "I just want to know the reason."
After a moment of silence, the king finally answered involuntarily: "I have no choice but to do it. My original intention is for you and the child."
"That's enough." Ming Xi's eyes curved into a charming smile, "I believe you!"
The king's lips suddenly curved in a seductive way, kissed Ming Xi's hair, and whispered in her ear, "Even if everyone in the world betrays me, at least, there is still you."
"Promise me that if you have any misunderstandings in the future, you will explain to me that I am not a god. I cannot guess your thoughts every time." Ming Xi hugged him tightly and buried her face in his chest.
Her cold body and desolate heart needed his chest to warm her.
"I'll try..." The king put this promise into a kiss and gave it to Ming Xi...
She didn't want to think about the rights and wrongs, the grudges and grudges anymore. This time, Mingxi just wanted to let her heart make the decision. She really... wanted to be with him.
At the moment she lost her child, Mingxi felt that the sky was about to collapse. She needed a warm shelter. This harbor might be a little dangerous, but it was the one she wanted to rely on.
He is the child's father and the child will want to see them together.
Gradually, their hearts calmed down, they hugged each other tightly and fell asleep peacefully.
Behind the curtain, Leng Qin's eyes were fixed on the two figures embracing each other affectionately on the ground, with a faint sinister smile on his lips, Ming Xi, there is no way I will let you take over the king's body and mind, he...