He seemed to be the devil's voice coming from hell: "Aren't you hungry? You really don't want to eat?"
Xia Qianchen's hand had already grasped the doorknob, her fingers trembling slightly.
"I haven't given you permission to leave yet."
The door was opened vigorously and closed again.
Xia Qianchen's steps forward were filled with wind!
She was treated like a dog, no, even a dog would not be treated with such insult...
She was so angry that she was shaking all over, but had no way to vent, so she huddled in the cold bathtub.
I was hungry, my whole body ached, and there were many scratches or cuts on my palms from work.
Her high fever had not completely recovered. She picked up her backpack and was about to take medicine when the bathroom door was knocked by the bodyguard——
The thunder outside the window was dull, the rain was pouring, and the wind was roaring one after another.
Xia Qianchen and her bag were thrown out together.
"You still have a chance to go back and apologize to Young Master Di."
Second floor.
The handsome figure of the man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at everything.
Xia Qianchen was silent for a moment, picked up her bag and walked out.
She couldn't stand him anymore, even being in the same room would feel extremely dirty!
The heavy rain came and soon soaked her...
Her eyes were blurred, and she was such a helpless and weak spot in the stormy night. She didn't know where she could leave, but she could no longer control her legs, and she could not stop walking forward.
Suddenly her feet were empty and she tripped hard.
The whole body rubbed against the sand and slid far away.
Her body was already numb and she could no longer feel pain. She fell on the sand, unable to get up.
She can't faint, and even if she does, she can't faint here...
She persisted and stood up again. The villa behind her was the only source of light in the dark night. She walked not far before her legs went weak and she fell back onto the beach again.
The heavy rain kept falling, and Xia Qianchen passed out motionless on the beach.
Young Emperor Nangong took a sip of red wine and raised his thin lips in an evil way.
"Young Master Emperor, do you want to capture her?" the steward asked.
"No need."
When she has suffered enough, she will come back on her own.
If she really wanted to leave, she wouldn't have fainted on the beach on purpose, and she would have died as far away as possible.
the next day.
The weather finally cleared up, the sky washed away by the heavy rain was like a mirror, and the whole world was filled with golden warmth.
The glass door opened, Nangong Young Emperor stood on the balcony, and saw that the fainting figure on the beach had disappeared.
Housekeeper Rhodes and his bodyguards stood guard at the door early in the morning and reported to him: "The typhoon and heavy rain have finally stopped. I have just been notified that the highway is being dredged..."
Young Emperor Nangong responded casually and walked downstairs.
A group of people followed immediately.
Walking downstairs, he glanced around the hall: "Prepare breakfast."
"Young Master Di, the hourly worker left last night." Butler Rhodes hurriedly interrupted.
Nangong Young Emperor's eyes were cold: "She didn't come back?"
"No... should I send someone to look for it immediately?"
Damn it, how dare she not come back!
☆☆☆☆☆Special division for young master☆☆☆☆☆
Xia Qianchen was lying in a misty forest, with big trees covering the sky and the sun, and their roots were entangled.
She was crushed by a tree struck down by lightning, and passed out. Her whole body was in a mess, muddy, and dying.
With a pale face, mud mixed with rain dripped from her hair...
【Sister, you are injured.】
Her scarred hand was held up and gently placed in front of her lips for a kiss. The places where she had been kissed seemed to be healed, and the wounds miraculously healed...
[Does it hurt? You can’t get hurt again in the future...]
Xia Qianchen shook his head: [It doesn’t matter, I don’t feel any pain, Qianyu... What’s wrong with you? 】
At first, the young man's face was illuminated by a dazzling white light. As it gradually became clearer, she saw that his head, lips, hands, and body were all covered with large and small wounds and blood stains.
[Where did your injuries come from? They were the ones who beat you, right? You were bullied all the time in prison?]
【I'm fine.】
【Qianyu...】
【Sister, I have to leave.】
[Qianyu, don’t go, Qianyu, my sister will come to save you. Wait for me, Qianyu, Qianyu...]
Suddenly a sharp pain came.
Xia Qianchen screamed and suddenly woke up. She saw that her shoulder was covered in blurred blood, and a doctor was picking out broken sawdust.
Every time she picked out a piece, it was torn apart from the skin and flesh, and she turned pale in pain.
"How are you?" The doctor saw that she was awake and waved his hand in front of her eyes...
"It hurts..." Xia Qianchen said, but her voice was broken, making a rustling noise, "Thirsty... so thirsty..."
My throat felt like it was burning.
There were two nurses standing behind the doctor, one of whom went to get some water.
Just as he was about to feed Xia Qianchen a drink, the door opened and someone walked in.
The people in the room immediately stood up and saluted respectfully: "Young Emperor."
Xia Qianchen's eyes were blurred from the pain, and then he discovered that she was lying in the guest room of the villa. She must have been rescued from the forest. Her clothes were still wet, and her hair was tangled in mud.
Young Emperor Nangong approached her like a cheetah, with a cold gaze, and grabbed her chin: "You are very brave, you dare to climb the mountain."