The Queen Reborn: Your Highness, Please Bow Your Head

Beigong Jiyun gently placed Mu Yuluo on the back seat of the car, sat next to her, put her head on his shoulder, and looked indifferently ahead.

A man in solemn clothing respectfully closed the car door for him.

The moment the car door closed, there was a silence inside the car, as if everything bright outside the car was cut off.

"Master, do we want to take her home?" the driver turned around and asked.

Beigong Ji Yun thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Go to my place."

The driver opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His eyes were full of disbelief.

But after a brief surprise, he still started the car and drove towards the high-end villa area next to the school.

The car was speeding on the road, but there was still a quiet and warm atmosphere inside the car.

...

After getting off the bus, Beigong Jiyun did not let the servant touch her, but carried her directly into his room by himself.

There was no light in the room, and the moonlight poured evenly from the glass window, coating the window with a thin layer of silver. The light passed by, like a sea of ​​stars. He put her on his bed and covered her with a quilt with his own hands.

, his movements were very light, as if he was protecting his most cherished things.

Probably because of leaving his warm body, the coolness of the night made Mu Yuluo shrink slightly in his sleep.

Her sleep became very restless, and due to her drunkenness, she frowned and suddenly cried in a low voice, unconscious.

The words that came out of his mouth seemed particularly clear and tragic in this room where there were only two of them.

"Dad... don't die... Yuluo, please open your eyes... Dad..."

Beigong Ji Yun was about to leave, but she was shaken by her sleep talking.

He turned around and sat by the bed, held her hand tightly, and passed on the warmth in her hand to him. Mu Yuluo held his hand tightly, as if she was entangled in some terrible nightmare, she was covered in cold sweat, and her eyes were tight.

She closed her eyes, looking helpless and fragile. She desperately wanted to grasp the only warmth in her hands.

After a long time, she calmed down in his company.

Beigong Jiyun looked at her face. The moonlight just hit her intact right cheek. The cold shimmer made her face look amazingly beautiful and cool.

He was very confused.

dad?

Isn’t her father Mu Boyun still alive and well?

But people often express their subconscious thoughts when they are drunk, so he has no doubt about the authenticity of this sentence.

Isn’t she Mu Boyun’s biological daughter?

Beigong Ji Yun quickly guessed, her sea-blue eyes becoming bottomless at night.

But soon, he completely put aside all the assumptions in his mind. He stared at Mu Yuluo's face and laughed: "Mu Yuluo, so what if you don't look good? So what if your daughter is someone else? If someone hurts you, I

Give it back a hundred times, others don't know how to cherish you... How about my love?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yuluo slowly opened her eyes and looked at him as if she heard what he said. Her eyelids were so heavy that she almost closed them several times.

She looked at him dimly, and the next second, she closed her eyes, put her arms around his neck, stood up slightly, and kissed his cold lips.

Beigong Jiyun's expression froze, and there was indescribable surprise in his eyes.

The air seemed to have stopped flowing at this time.

His reaction was not very big, but in fact, his inner world seemed to have stopped spinning at this moment.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips, still smelling of wine, pressed tightly against his.