"I understand," Xia Qianchen asked, "So what does Mr. Nangong want me to do?"
"Stay with him and cure his illness."
"What you ask for...do whatever you can."
☆☆☆☆☆Special division for young master☆☆☆☆☆
Three days later.
Canada, a majestic castle with gray tile roof and white walls.
Towers and bridges are connected on all four sides, connecting the center of the castle.
The stairs are spiral and moon-white, the railings are in the shape of Roman columns, and there are flourishing flowers planted everywhere.
The tall man is tall and thin, wearing over-the-knee boots, which makes him look taller, handsome and brave.
Rhodes followed closely behind him, feeling the powerful anger emanating from his body.
"Young Master Di, the master said he just wanted to see his grandson..."
That's why he brought hundreds of bodyguards to raid the island where he lived secretly overnight and took Nangong Li away?
The arrogant jaw stretched into the most terrifying line.
At this time, in the fencing room.
Mr. Nangong is dressed in pure white protective gear, with an agile and strong figure, practicing fencing.
Even though he is over fifty years old and has a body as tall as the wind, no one is his opponent.
Nangong Young Emperor's tall figure walked in, his boots hitting the wooden floor, making a clear collision sound.
Another opponent fell, and the long sword in his hand fell out, falling right in front of Nangong Young Emperor's feet.
"You're here." Mr. Nangong's voice was calm, "Just in time, practice your skills with me."
"..."
"As long as you beat me, I will give you a surprise."
Young Emperor Nangong stopped slightly and picked up the long sword.
Without wearing any protective equipment, he faced up.
Mr. Nangong has been practicing fencing since he was a child. He has been fencing for almost fifty years and he practices it often.
Young Emperor Nangong only learned it when he was a child. When he grew up, he became rebellious and disobedient.
Unexpectedly, when father and son fought, Nangong Young Emperor was still full of skill and spirituality.
But logically speaking, he is no match for Master Nangong at all.
However, Young Emperor Nangong was exuding murderous intent and stabbed directly at his vital points without mercy. Master Nangong was forced to defend and was unable to attack. In the end, he abandoned his helmet and fell to the ground.
After all, as I get older, my bones become brittle, and when I fall to the ground, my bones make a cracking sound.
The old housekeeper immediately stepped forward: "Master."
Master Nangong fell to the ground and laughed heartily.
"Do you know why you can defeat me?" He said, "After so many years, you finally learned to be ruthless."
"..."
"Just show no mercy to me."
Young Emperor Nangong moved his hand, and the soft sword was inserted into the wooden floor.
"Have you seen enough of my grandson?" he said coldly, "Give it to me!"
Master Nangong struggled and was helped up by the old housekeeper, who looked behind him.
"Miss Xia..." Rhodes said in a slightly surprised voice.
Young Emperor Nangong turned his face.
Xia Qianchen was wearing a pure white skirt. The skirt's wide cuffs were designed to look like a cloak, and the skirt hung in irregular waves.
The little baby in her arms was wrapped in blue cloth.
Suddenly, she looked like the Virgin Mary walking out of an oil painting.
"It's a surprise from me." Mr. Nangong said in a calm voice.
When he was young, he cared more about his career and neglected his family. What he often said was:
[Only those who are ruthless can achieve great things. Men are most taboo about being tied down by the affection of their children.]
As a result, Mrs. Nangong spent every day waiting and anxious. Even when she died, Master Nangong was not around.
Xia Qianchen held the child and looked at him.
At this moment, the world seemed to be alternating. She was in a state of ecstasy, and her heart was suffocating rapidly.
I thought I would never see him again...
But she could see their child, holding him in her arms, and looking into his beautiful, clear green eyes.
He really looks like his father...
The mini version of Young Emperor Nangong and the adult version of Young Emperor Nangong both stood in front of Xia Qianchen.
Her eyes were filled with mist of emotion, and she wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be blocked.
Nangong Young Emperor's expression was extremely strange. He did not move or speak, but stared at Xia Qianchen with deep eyes.
Is this an illusion?
But everyone's eyes were on her.
Rhodes just called her "Miss Xia"——
She is Xia Qianchen.
Qianchen, Qianchen, Qianchen, Qianchen, Qianchen... Countless subtitles flashed chaotically in his mind.
He walked up to her.
Every step seemed to be dragging an extremely heavy lead ball, making him difficult to move and pulling him heavily to the point of falling to the ground.
But he walked towards her harder and harder.
"Young Master Emperor," Rhodes reminded softly, "She is Miss No. 0328."
This gentle reminder seemed to break the spell.
Young Emperor Nangong came back to his senses, paused in his steps, and just stretched out his hand to hug Xia Qianchen into his arms, but he forcefully pulled it back.
"0328?" He frowned, as if he had encountered the most difficult question in the world.
The two stood facing each other.
His shadow fell down, covering Xia Qianchen...
She raised her head, her heart beating wildly.
"Who are you?" He raised his lips, held her chin with his hand, and looked at her darkly.
Suddenly in front of so many people, he tore off one side of her collar and saw her white and smooth shoulders.
His eyes became more and more knowing.
"who are you?!"
"Have you forgotten who I... am so quickly?" Could it be that Young Emperor Nangong will still lose his memory after becoming ill?
"Say, who are you!" His hand almost crushed her chin.
"No. 0328..." Xia Qianchen struggled to spit out these four words. She wished she was Xia Qianchen, but various signs proved that she was not.
The fact that she can conceive a child is the biggest evidence——
Nangong Young Emperor's hand suddenly retracted, as if she was the most terrifying virus that would be fatal if touched.
Xia Qianchen felt very hurt, but she tried her best to curl up her lips and said, "Young Emperor Nangong, I saw him. His name is Nangong Li, right?"
"..."
"Nangong Li has a very clear and spiritual name. His eyes are as pure as glass. It really suits him."
"..."
"He looks a lot like you. When he grows up, he will definitely..."
Suddenly, the child was roughly snatched away by Young Emperor Nangong.
"Be careful, don't hurt the child." Xia Qianchen was about to see the child——
"Bang!" Her hand stretched out in mid-air was knocked down hard.
It hurts.
Of course Nangong Young Emperor's strength was strong, Xia Qianchen only felt the back of her hands burning...
She curled up her hands in pain. One of her fingers was broken by him just three days ago. Although it was later picked up, her bones still ached slightly.