The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Are they very affectionate? So affectionate that they must give birth to that child?"

Ye Miao asked the housekeeper, clenching her fists more and more.

"I don't know. I haven't seen that person. I only know that he is from the d royal family."

"After the second miss passed away, the master was decadent for a long time. Originally, the master wanted to train the second miss to be an heir, and then wait for the young master He Zheng to help the second miss when he grew up, but it was too late. The second miss passed away on the night of giving birth. It's gone."

The butler began to cry as he spoke, and lowered his head to wipe away his tears, but the tears fell down no matter how he wiped them, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Ye Miao looked at the bonfire silently and didn't speak. Even Ye Ming didn't know the relationship history of his parents. When he asked Mrs. Ye, Mrs. Ye said she didn't know.

Ye Miao didn't know what he lived for, and why he was born in this world. He always felt that his parents didn't love him, and his life was always in danger.

Thinking of this, Ye Miao burst into tears, and just sat by the campfire with the butler, the old and the young, crying silently.

The white wolf circled around the housekeeper Ye Miao helplessly, rubbing his head against them vigorously, as if telling them not to cry.

At this time, Da Siyu of the Duke's mansion, he was awakened by the nightmare, gasping for breath, hastily turned on the light, his face was pale and his eyes were full of panic.

He hugged his trembling body tightly, took deep breaths desperately to control himself, but his body kept shaking, and his long wet hair stuck to his pale face, making him look extremely embarrassed.

"Ow~"

Hearing the movement, the white wolf rushed over from the window, pulled his front legs up to the side of the bed, and looked at Da Siyu worriedly.

Da Siyu held his forehead to breathe while swallowing foam, his silk nightgown was soaked with sweat, and he was still in a state of shock.

He just dreamed that his mother was killed, and he was also killed, tortured to death by the other party, and there was no good meat on his body.

These Mengda Siyu often do it. This is because they have been under high tension for a long time and formed a fear and evolved into a demon.

He always dreamed that he was killed, and there were all kinds of cruel methods, each of which was more terrifying than the other.

Da Siyu rushed into the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the cold water wash his body, as if this could suppress his fear.

Nineteen was locked in this big cage, and it was a miracle that he wasn't crazy.

Da Siyu came out of the bathroom after a long time, had already changed into a new nightgown, wiped his long wet hair and walked to the big bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, staring at the white wolf who was worried about him.

A figure suddenly appeared in his mind, a beautiful white figure, she looked him up and down, and asked straight, "I can help you get rid of your enemies, do you want to cooperate with me?"

Da Siyu didn't agree, and just got up and left as if the girl was joking with him, but the girl held her back and said with a sly smile, "If I were you, I would voluntarily give up the right of inheritance and let them fight among themselves."

Da Siyu finally looked at the girl. He happened to have this plan too. As long as he voluntarily gave up the right of inheritance, the position of the crown prince would be vacant. There are so many princes in the royal family and there are many factions. At that time, they will definitely fight to the death. Just wait to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The girl stood upright and held out her hand to him, "Let's get to know each other formally, my name is He Jiao, and I will be the heir of the He family in the future."

"It doesn't matter how many enemies you have in front of my He family, as long as you cooperate with me, I will hand over the royal family to you intact."

She looked confident and did not take the royal family seriously.

Da Siyu frowned warily, "Why did you help me?"

He Jiao smiled, "I'm not helping you, I'm just investing in you. If you become the king in the future, it will only benefit the He family's career and not harm it."

"Your mother's cronies are almost all dead! Only the Ye family is protecting you, I'm afraid your position is not much better, but the He family is different, I can give you all-round protection."

Da Siyu was quite displeased, but he couldn't refute He Jiao's words, he was indeed at the end of his strength.

"Why are you thinking of her at this time!"

Da Siyu pulled back his thoughts, and frowned irritably, he seemed to have endless headaches for He Jiao.

"I told you not to live, you will die, but you didn't listen to half of it."

"What a powerful He family, you just died in the He family, you are really stupid."

Da Siyu taunted, but looked annoyed and unwilling, his clenched fists turned white.

He originally thought that by cooperating with He Jiao, he could use the He family to take back the royal family, but what he waited for was the news of He Jiao's death, and he was imprisoned here and lost his freedom ever since.

"It's me who is stupid, why should I trust others?"

Da Siyu covered his wet long hair with a bath towel, and smiled lowly, laughing at his own sadness.

He was no longer in the mood to dry his hair, and lay down under the quilt to sleep, covering his eyes with his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of Da Siyu's room was opened, and a tall figure appeared at the door.

When the white wolf heard the voice, he had already shown a wary face, but after looking for a while, he seemed to know someone, so he lay down on the ground and continued to sleep.

The man closed the door lightly and came to Da Siyu's bedside.

Da Siyu, who was sleeping on his side, had his long legs sticking out of the quilt, and his wide v-neck nightgown was messed up, his long blond hair was draped around his body, looking extremely glamorous.