Xia Qianchen's heart sank, and she didn't know why she wanted to follow him.
When she came back to her senses, she was already standing here.
There were thousands of thoughts in her mind, but her face was calm and indifferent.
Leng Tianchen asked with a playful smile: "Did Nangong come to congratulate me on purpose?"
The corners of Young Emperor Nangong's lips curled up: "Rhode."
"Yes, Young Master Emperor," Rhodes immediately responded, "That's right, Young Master Emperor has a congratulatory gift for you."
Leng Tianchen was even more surprised: "There are also gifts? I'm really flattered. You don't need to be so polite. It would be better to wait until the wedding day to give the gift."
"The gift has been delivered." Rhodes clapped his hands.
The bodyguard carried something into the hall and opened the covering. It turned out to be the fish tank.
Only the pink one of the kissing fish was left, swimming around alone in the bathtub, shaking bubbles.
Leng Tianchen walked to the bathtub and looked at it for a while: "The gift is a fish?"
"Yes, Master Leng."
"With this fish tank?"
"I'm afraid the princess is used to the environment of this fish tank, so she moved it with the bathtub?"
"Who is the princess?" Leng Anqi asked.
"The name of this fish is Princess."
Leng Anqi and Leng Tianchen both stared at the princess in confusion, not seeing anything special.
"Why is there only one?" Leng Anqi asked, "Shouldn't fish be kept in pairs so that they won't be lonely?"
"It's called a fighting fish. If you raise one more, it will fight with each other. Maybe it's good to be left alone," Xia Qianchen suddenly said, "Apart from being lonely, it's very safe."
She always felt that Young Emperor Nangong had an ulterior motive in sending this fish.
It was as if he had come specially to tell her that he found this game of fighting and loving each other boring and that she had been abandoned by him.
She will never give anyone the chance to abandon her again, absolutely!
"Is that so?" Leng Tianchen looked at Young Emperor Nangong with a thoughtful look.
Young Emperor Nangong frowned slightly: "If it thinks it will be happy like this..."
"Of course it feels happy!"
The two people's eyes collided in mid-air.
Young Emperor Nangong smiled.
"If she regrets it one day and feels that a life of fighting and killing each other is not bad, she is welcome to look back at any time."
Xia Qianchen was surprised. What did he mean by this? Did he ask her to look back?
Xia Qianchen looked at Young Emperor Nangong incomprehensibly. He wouldn't regret letting her go so quickly, would he?
Maybe, when he saw the news about her marrying Leng Tianchen, that desire to conquer appeared again...
"It won't regret it, it will just look forward."
"Occasionally, you can look back and see a more beautiful and vast scenery."
Young Emperor Nangong squinted his eyes slightly, and there was an endless rippling wave of light in his eyes.
The way he looked at her was so affectionate, painful, and even broken.
Xia Qianchen's heart was tugged, as if he was being stabbed by his gaze, and she was almost out of breath!
She wanted to look away, but she couldn't help it.
She suspected that she was going to be frustrated by this look——
A sharp voice said: "Aren't these paintings painted by Xia Qianchen? Dad, look."
Xia Qianzao pushed Xia's father on the corridor outside the living room. She originally wanted to walk around the castle after dinner, but she didn't expect to see a very familiar painting hanging in the corridor.
"The styles of the paintings along the way are very similar to Xia Qianchen's, and I find it strange... I watched Xia Qianchen paint this picture with my own eyes. My memory is not wrong."
Xia's father concentrated: "This is indeed Qianchen's handwriting."
Xia Qianchen's heart sank slightly and her face changed drastically.
Leng Tianchen had already walked outside the door: "Is this painted by Qian Chen?"
"Yes, I remember that Xia Qianchen used to like painting very much, and you took away all the paintings she painted. It turns out that you hung them all in the Leng family's castle."
Leng Tianchen seemed to have discovered a treasure. He hurried to the painting, took it off and looked at it carefully.
It turns out that these paintings were all painted by Qian Chen?
"Hey, there are words on the back of the painting."
When Leng Tianchen took off the painting, the back of the painting was facing Xia Qianzao and Xia's father.
"Tianchen, no matter where you are, I can see you as soon as I raise my head, because you are in my heart - Xia Qianchen."
After Xia Qianzao read it out, she made a chilling movement all over her body: "It's so hypocritical!"
Xia Qianchen heard the conversation and walked outside. When she heard these words, she was stunned for a moment.
She remembered this painting. When the two of them were talking about why Leng Tianchen lived on such a high mountain top, Leng Tianchen suddenly came up with this sentence and forced her to write it at the back of the painting.
Leng Tianchen took off another one and wrote on the back:
"Some people are good to me because I am good to them, and some people are good to me because they understand my kindness. Tianchen, you are the only one who understands me."
Xia Qian had already put her head over to look at it, but she still managed to read it out.
After reading it out, he made some arrogant comments: "You are indeed a white-eyed wolf. Dad and Qianyu are so good to you, why do you only think that Master Leng is good to you!"
Leng Tianchen smiled so hard that his eyes curled up: "Have you never heard that people who are deeply in love only have each other in their eyes?"
Xia Qianchen's mind was empty, and she wanted to explain something, but the evidence was irrefutable, and Leng Tianchen had lost his memory, so she couldn't explain it with a hundred words.
Leng Tianchen took off another pair, just as Xia Qianzao was about to read it.
Xia Qianchen said loudly: "That's enough for you!"
Leng Tianchen came back to his senses, with a bright smile in his eyes: "Qianchen, are you shy?"
"The words behind these paintings were all what you forced me to write."
The smile in Leng Tianchen's eyes receded a bit, and he said stubbornly: "This is all evidence that we once deeply loved each other. Even if I lose my memory and forget about you, there are clues of our love everywhere..."
"If you believe that, there's nothing I can do about it."
"I know you love me, otherwise you wouldn't agree to marry me."
"..."
"You love me!" he said firmly, "You love me more than I imagined!"
Xia Qianchen felt her head hurt, but the cold eyes behind her sent chills down her spine.
She didn't dare to look back, and she knew where those two glances came from.
Rhodes asked in a low voice: "Have Miss Xia and Master Leng known each other before?"
"Master Leng is 12 years old, and they have known each other since Qianchen was 9 years old." Xia Qianzao, a talkative woman, said, "So Master Di doesn't know?"
Leng Tianchen put down the hanging painting, walked over and put his arm around Xia Qianchen's shoulders, declaring ownership and saying:
"Nangong, she was originally mine, I just took back what originally belonged to me from your hands."
Young Emperor Nangong glanced at Xia Qianchen, his face expressionless and empty.