The car drove back to Imperial Mansion, and when Fu Mingyu carried Wen Nuan out of the car, she was still trembling.
Fu Mingyu's heart was almost breaking with pain.
At this moment, Fu Mingyu felt deep remorse and hated himself for not being with Wen Nuan; otherwise, none of this would have happened.
"Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan…"
With red eyes, Fu Mingyu carried Wen Nuan back to the bedroom, turned on the heat to full, held her in his arms, and wrapped her in the blanket.
"Nuan Nuan, we're home now, there won't be any more danger, there won't be…"
"Nuan Nuan, talk to Third Brother, will you?"
"Nuan Nuan…"
...
Seeing Wen Nuan with her eyes closed, clutching his collar tightly, her face still somewhat pale, Fu Mingyu's throat felt incredibly dry.
After a long while, as if sensing the hostility on Fu Mingyu, Wen Nuan slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing Fu Mingyu, then glancing around, the emptiness in her eyes gradually filled with life, and Wen Nuan's tears began to fall softly.
