Xia Qianchen said firmly: "If you want to kill him, kill me first. Step over my body."
Young Emperor Nangong moved, and something indescribable filled his green eyes.
She smiled in vain: "Although my life is worthless, I am lucky to have a child. But isn't it easy for you to have a child? If you want to kill me, then do it."
Xia Qianchen closed her eyes coldly, like a hen guarding its chicks against a ferocious eagle.
Her attitude angered Young Emperor Nangong.
The hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and he was about to take action.
When it was mid-air, he put it down abruptly, turned around and walked out.
When Xia Qianchen heard his departure, she slowly opened her eyes.
The back of him leaving had never been more dejected and lonely.
Xia Qianchen's heart suffocated. He didn't dare to do anything to her. Of course it wasn't because he couldn't bear to part with her, but because he was afraid of hurting her and causing the child to miscarry, right?
He had slapped her so many times before that she even became deaf in her left ear...
Why would he be reluctant to hit her?
Xia Qianchen thought coldly, feeling no guilt at all.
Although Young Emperor Nangong left, there were two bodyguards who were always guarding the room, watching every move of her and Xia Qianyu - of course, how could Young Emperor Nangong give her a chance to be alone with others.
Xia Qianchen sat back on the bed: "I'm sorry Qianyu, he and I have been quarreling about some things recently. You are hungry, can I peel some fruit for you?"
This is Young Emperor Nangong's home, and she has no right to do whatever she wants.
Xia Qianyu's eyes were thoughtful: "Sister, did you just talk about children?"
Xia Qianchen froze.
"What child?"
"this……"
He looked at her flat belly with sharp eyes. There was no emotion on his face, but something seemed to be changing quietly.
Xia Qianchen was very embarrassed, afraid that he would force him to ask next:
[Sister, did you go to bed? Have a relationship? 】
【Are you pregnant with that person's child?】
[Pregnant before marriage, but still planning to get married...]
If he asked, she really didn't know how to answer.
He hurriedly got up and took an apple, peeled it and cut it into small pieces. Just as he was preparing to give it to Xia Qianyu, the servant knocked on the door and came in and said, "Excuse me, what do you want to eat? I can make it."
Xia Qianchen was surprised.
Did Young Emperor Nangong call her here?
"Qianyu, what do you want to eat?"
"Whatever, as long as it can fill your stomach." Xia Qianyu looked away and did not mention the child again.
Xia Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief: "Then make some meat porridge and serve it, and sprinkle more chopped green onion on top."
…
All the lights on the first floor were turned off, and the bar lamp was dimly lit. Young Emperor Nangong was sitting on the bar, drinking cup after cup.
He originally drank mostly wine and champagne as beverages, and rarely touched hard liquor.
After meeting Xia Qianchen, he changed.
It was late at night and he was still awake. Rhodes came over and couldn't persuade him, so he mentioned the photo: "Young Master Di, after I came back, I immediately had the photo printed out. Do you want to take a look?"
Nangong Young Emperor's body seemed to move.
Rhodes asked someone to bring the photos over and spread them on the stage.
Xia Qianchen sat on the back seat of the bicycle and hugged his waist, Xia Qianchen was picked up by him and laughed, Xia Qianchen and him stood under the grape trellis, Xia Qianchen and he fed each other grapes...
Distant photos, close photos, framing and sunlight are all good.
Especially, the atmosphere in the photo is very good, and it looks like a very beautiful and warm memory.
Rhodes said: "Maybe if you worry less, you will be happier."
Young Emperor Nangong didn't say anything. After a few minutes, he stood up and walked upstairs.
Even if he drank until he died, Xia Qianchen would never come down to comfort him or coax him.
What can he care about? There is no place for care at all.
Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief and put the photos away...
Young Emperor Nangong walked to the door of the guest room indifferently and saw that Xia Qianchen had just finished feeding Xia Qianyu a bowl of porridge.
Gao An's figure entered, he walked to her, took her arm, and suddenly picked her up.
Xia Qianchen said bluntly: "What are you doing?"
"sleep."
"...let me go!"
He leaned toward her ear: "Do you still want the diary and the chain?"
Xia Qianchen stopped struggling.
Nangong Young Emperor added: "If I want to kill him, why bother to save him?"
"But you just..."
"I'm teasing him."
"Teasing him?" Xia Qianchen sneered, "You pinched his neck and teased him?"
Young Emperor Nangong took her hand and put it on his neck: "I don't mind if you tease me."
Xia Qianchen thought about it and realized that what he said made sense. If he wanted Qian Yu to die, there were 100 ways to do it quietly. There was no need to strangle Qian Yu to death in person.
"Qianyu, have a good rest."
"Sister won't accompany me anymore?"
"You go to bed early. I'm sleepy too. I'll see you tomorrow."
Xia Qianyu's eyes rolled slightly, and she said appropriately and obediently: "Sister, good night."
Knowing Xia Qianchen's personality well, entangling her too much would be counterproductive.
Young Emperor Nangong gently carried Xia Qianchen out, and on the way he deliberately kissed her neck lingeringly...
Xia Qianyu's eyes flashed, and the moment the door closed, the two men's eyes finally collided and they started fighting.
Nangong Young Emperor returned with a victorious smile and hugged the beauty.
Xia Qianyu's face turned pale, and she slowly made a fist with her fingers...Child?!
Xia Qianchen was carried back to the room, thinking that Nangong Young Emperor would get angry at her because he smelled so heavily of alcohol, but he just placed her carefully and fell asleep next to her.
"Can you not kick Qianyu out before I wake up tomorrow?"
Xia Qianchen asked tentatively.
"Yes." Young Emperor Nangong replied readily.
Xia Qianchen frowned, in disbelief, feeling his hot lips kissing her shoulder.
After a long time, his voice was hoarse and painful as he said, "I don't want to quarrel anymore."
Xia Qianchen was silent for a moment: "I don't like to quarrel either."
"I have no demands from you," he said, "As long as you don't want to leave me and don't kill our children, you can do whatever you want."
The voice of extreme exhaustion.
Is he talking in his sleep? Is this what Nangong Young Emperor said? Or did she hear it wrong?
Xia Qianchen's mind is a little confused. She can do whatever she wants?
Between the two parties, one party must compromise and make concessions. Xia Qianchen stood firm, refusing to give in even a step and pressing forward step by step.
Young Emperor Nangong closed his eyes, not knowing what situation he could retreat to.