Xia Qianchen had a dream, dreaming of a cute baby crawling into her arms, babbling, and a pair of green eyes like gems inlaid in it.
Xia Qianchen hugged him, no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't put it down...
She taught him how to speak, fed him milk, told him stories, and watched him crawl, walk, and run...
As he ran on the grass in the sun, his figure gradually grew and became handsome and tall.
【Mommy.】
He called her in a deep voice, and Xia Qianchen shed tears of joy, but found that the face that was blurred in the sun gradually became clearer, and it turned out to be an extremely familiar face.
With a resolute and deep silhouette, a high bridge of nose, his whole body exudes handsome and noble aura.
He looks exactly the same as Nangong Young Emperor.
No, or rather, he is the devil...
He walked toward her in the sunshine, and she wanted to hug him, but also wanted to run away.
【Mommy.】【Xia Qianchen.】【Mommy!】【Xia Qianchen!】
Xia Qianchen bit her head and backed away crazily: [No, don't come over, no!]
Suddenly there was a pistol in her hand, and the muzzle was pointed at his chest.
【Come here again and I will kill you!】
【Qianchen, you are reluctant to shoot.】
【boom--】
An explosive gunshot sounded, and blood gurgled from his chest. The handsome man's eyes began to blur, shrinking rapidly before her eyes, and turned into a cute baby boy.
He curled up and fell on the grass, his pink little hands clenched into fists, and the blood on his chest was almost drained.
Xia Qianchen's tears fell and she rushed forward crazily, holding him in her arms: [Baby, my baby.]
【Why did Mommy kill me...】
【Mommy didn’t mean it.】
[Mommy, my chest hurts so much...I'm so cold...]
【Baby!】
[Xia Qianchen, you killed me.] The cute baby suddenly made a low and ghostly sound.
Xia Qianchen was startled and woke up from that weird nightmare, her face covered with sweat and tears.
Outside the window, there was a violent storm, and the violent rain beat against the window glass.
Xia Qianchen pressed her chest and sobbed in extreme sadness.
In the darkness, a pair of dark green eyes looked at her silently.
Xia Qianchen suddenly looked back and saw a figure sitting silently in an unnoticed corner.
Xia Qianchen stroked her abdomen and moved her lower body. Feeling that her body had been treated, she suddenly grabbed the pillow and threw it towards the figure: "You killed my child!"
"..."
"You devil!"
Xia Qianchen must have gone crazy, grabbing a pillow and rushing to him in a few steps, hitting him hard.
She only hoped that what she was holding was a knife and she could cut him into pieces...
The pillow hit him hard, and he couldn't understand it. The feathers slipped out of the broken buttons of the pillow and floated all over the floor.
"Why don't you die?" Xia Qianchen grabbed his collar with force, "Why didn't you die?"
The breath is cold in the darkness.
"Young Emperor Nangong, do you know how much I regret not killing you?"
"Will you be happy if I die?"
The hoarse voice sounded like a torn tape.
"Do you really hate me so much?" He grabbed her wrist, and the quietness in his voice was terrifying, "Do you want me to die?"
"Yes, I wish you could die."
Xia Qianchen punched his chest hard and vented happily: "Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell..."
That night, it rained heavily.
Young Emperor Nangong held her on his lap, bearing the weight of every punch.
She used so much force, and her frantic fist hit his wound from time to time. The wound from repeated torture was bloody and bloody, just like his heart at the moment.
pain?
I'm afraid the pain has reached a certain level, so I've become numb.
He patted her back gently, as if coaxing, and repeated it mechanically.
Xia Qianchen didn't know how long she had been venting. She was tired from crying, her hands hurt from beating her, and her body's energy was exhausted, so she fell into a deep sleep again without knowing it.
Young Emperor Nangong slowly tightened his arms, hugged her, and buried his face in her neck.
After a long time, as if he had made some important decision, he stood up, put her on the big bed, and left the room.
When Xia Qianchen woke up again, it was already bright.
Her whole body ached, and her eyes were swollen and painful from crying for too long.
"Miss, this is a tonic soup that you must take after a miscarriage. Drink it while it's hot." The servant said, holding the steaming soup, "Miscarriage is the most harmful to the body. You must make up for it at this time..."
Before she finished speaking, Xia Qianchen raised her hand and poured the medicine bowl onto the servant.
"Get out, get out of here!" Xia Qianchen's voice broke as soon as she opened her mouth.
How could she be in the mood to take medicine? She already wanted to die.
It took a lot of effort to ignite longings and fantasies about the future, but now that he was caught and the child was aborted, everything fell into terrible darkness again.
But she no longer cried like last night.
Because crying won’t help…
Her expression was hard and indifferent, showing her most stubborn and tenacious side: "Where is your master? Please tell him that if he lets me live, I will try my best to let him die... when I call him back today
Be careful!"
The servant was frightened by Xia Qianchen's expression. It was too scary.
Rhodes walked in and saw that Xia Qianchen had not taken any medicine and even saw the overturned medicine bowl.
The servant asked in confusion: "Miss Xia doesn't drink at all, what should I do?"
"Drink the medicine and have a good rest. I will send you back to Xia's house as soon as the rain stops." Rhodes said.
Xia Qianchen was so angry that she couldn't listen to what Rhodes said and kept telling them to get out!
Rhode's eyes were red, he looked like he hadn't slept all night, and he was extremely tired: "The person who was hurt the most by this incident was Mr. Di. Your lies indirectly caused him to kill his child with his own hands. This blow is definitely more painful than yours."
Ten times a hundred times.”
Xia Qianchen smiled coldly: "Don't he have a son who is over one year old? What does it matter if one of them dies?"
"Miss Xia, I'm afraid you have misunderstood. Young Master Di actually..."
"I told you to get out, but you don't understand? Otherwise I won't be polite to you anymore!" Xia Qianchen excitedly picked up a water glass and was about to throw it over.
Rhodes frowned: "The rain will stop probably in the evening. Just drink the medicine and we will send you back to reunite with Mr. Xia."
"What do you want to do to my dad again?"
"Mr. Xia's heart surgery is under preparation. I believe he will give you a healthy father soon. This is the only compensation our young master can give you."