A guard came over to call Leng Tianchen. He and Xia Qianchen were the protagonists. Now that Xia Qianchen fell, Leng Tianchen had to hold on for everyone.
He held her face and kissed her forehead: "Sit here and don't move around."
Xia Qianchen nodded: "I understand."
Leng Tianchen hurried back to the center of the venue, drank and talked, and was coping well.
After all, he has been on the battlefield since he was a child, so he is probably used to these entertainments.
From time to time, his eyes would look over the long distance to see what was happening on her side.
Xia Qianchen drank some juice and ate something, but she always felt that the atmosphere here was very stuffy, and everyone was wearing fake smiles, which made her uncomfortable.
She picked up a glass of juice and walked out.
The servant immediately followed her to stop her, but did not dare to stop her seriously.
"I'm just going to get some fresh air in the corridor." Xia Qianchen said sadly, "I vomited here and it wouldn't look good if a reporter photographed it, right?"
The servants thought for a while, did not dare to refute, and followed her out.
Xia Qianchen stepped on the petals on the ground, walked to the spot where Nangong Young Emperor had just stood, and leaned on the railing.
What was he just looking at here?
There is no scenery in front of me, just a garden, fountain, blue sky and white clouds. Such scenery can be seen everywhere in the Leng Family Castle.
Damn it, my feet started to hurt again. Xia Qianchen freed her feet from the shoes and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.
Just by listening to the voice, you will know who is coming.
Xia Qianchen's body tensed up sensitively, she turned around hurriedly and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, he was standing behind her. As soon as she turned around, her head hit his chest again, making her dizzy.
Several servants asked nervously: "Young mistress, are you okay?"
Xia Qianchen's mind went blank and she was about to leave in a hurry.
A faint voice said: "Your juice."
"..."
"Forgot to take it away."
The voice seemed to have magic power, freezing Xia Qianchen's figure, making it impossible for her to leave.
She despised herself fiercely in her heart. When she turned around, she still didn't look at his face, but she saw that his hand had already picked up the glass of juice and handed it to her...
Xia Qianchen reached out to catch the juice, but he didn't let go.
Xia Qianchen bit her lower lip. Was she an idiot? She could just go back and get the juice again. Why did she have to come back to get it?
Moreover, her shoes were still in place, and her feet under the skirt were now bare, stepping on the cold floor.
The weather was bitingly cold, but she didn't have the courage to get her shoes back in front of him.
Where is her calm and self-possessed courage?
Xia Qianchen bit her lip, pulled back her hand and left.
"Are you running from me?" he asked in a funny voice.
Xia Qianchen really wanted to escape him, but she didn't want to avoid him, and she was fighting a fierce conflict in her heart.
A pleasant and generous smile appeared on his face: "Hello, Mr. Nangong."
But she still didn't look at him.
"Did you do something wrong?"
"I act openly and aboveboard and never do anything wrong."
"Why don't you dare to look at me?"
It's ridiculous. Why does she have to look at him? If she doesn't look at him, she's doing something wrong. What a fallacy is this!
Xia Qianchen was silent, but the stubborn and strong little woman appeared and stared at him with a faint gaze.
With his handsome and tall nose, deep contours, and every inch of his skin, there is an irresistible charm that makes people addicted and fascinated.
"You look bad."
"This doesn't seem to be any of your business."
"This wedding will last at least until tomorrow morning." He reminded.
Xia Qianchen knew that Leng Tianchen had said that he would have a party tonight.
Xia Qianchen stared at him in confusion: "Why are you telling me this?"
Young Emperor Nangong took two steps back and lifted her pair of high heels from the ground. Xia Qianchen pursed her lips, with a slight embarrassment on her face, and reached out to grab them.
Young Emperor Nangong avoided his hand, took a few steps back, and leaned against the railing.
Xia Qianchen saw her body and was about to pounce, but she stabilized herself in time.
"Young mistress!" The voices of several servants also made her wake up from a dream.
Damn it, she was really crazy. She actually forgot her identity for a moment and went to grab the shoes from Young Emperor Nangong.
If any guest accidentally sees this and spreads it, the impact will be extremely bad...
Xia Qianchen, don’t forget your current identity. You are no longer who you were in the past. From today on, you are the young mistress of the Leng family and Leng Tianchen’s wife!
"Since Mr. Nangong likes these shoes so much, I will keep them as a souvenir for you." Xia Qianchen smiled politely and distantly, turned around and left.
After just a few steps, the tall figure blocked her way again.
Xia Qianchen's heart was beating so fast that it had lost its frequency, and she frowned: "What do you want to do?"
Young Emperor Nangong broke the heels of two high-heeled shoes in front of her and the servants.
Xia Qianchen stared at him in surprise, what did he want to do?
He suddenly leaned down.
Xia Qianchen stumbled back two steps: "You, if you dare to mess around, I'll call the guards!"
Young Emperor Nangong's hands reached through her skirt and grasped her ankles accurately.
Xia Qianchen didn't even have a chance to dodge. He grabbed her feet and put on one shoe.
Xia Qianchen clenched her fists tightly, her eyes wide open in disbelief, until he put down her foot and grabbed her other one.
Xia Qianchen almost lost her balance, but luckily there were Roman columns next to her, so she caught her in time.
Young Emperor Nangong, who was leaning in front of her, was so pious and humble.
He is different from others, who can lower their heads casually. His lowering his head is more precious than that of hundreds of millions of people.
And the way he helped her put on her shoes was like going back to the time at the beach villa...
"What's the point of doing this to me now?" Xia Qianchen taunted in a low voice, "Did you do something wrong and have an uneasy conscience?"
"..."
"How can a devil like you have a conscience?"
Young Emperor Nangong stood up, with no emotion on his face: "I have owed many people."
"It's good that you know."
"Only for you, I have a clear conscience."
"Ha," Xia Qianchen couldn't help laughing, "How dare you say such a thing."
Young Emperor Nangong frowned and stared at her coldly.
"What do you mean by coming here today? What do you want to do?" Xia Qianchen said confused, "Is it just because you came to bless us? Are you here to bless your good friend Leng Tianchen, or are you here to bless me?"
Young Emperor Nangong looked deeply and said nothing.
"Of course it's the former, right? I'm not qualified to enjoy your Young Master's blessing!"