Young Emperor Nangong has a haggard look. As long as he doesn't sleep well, the shadows on his eyes are very heavy. The outline of his face is very deep, and his thick eyelashes are sunk in the shadows, creating a dense layer of black.
He took two steps forward, suddenly swayed, and fell down in front of Xia Qianchen——
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"High fever." The doctor took out the thermometer and looked at it, "39°2."
Xia Qianchen frowned and said worriedly: "When did he have a high fever? Will it be transmitted to the baby?"
"We will go and show the young master right away."
"Yeah." Xia Qianchen nodded, and after the doctor hung up the potion for Young Emperor Nangong, he hurried to the baby's room.
Young Emperor Nangong was lying on the bed with his eyes half closed, and saw Xia Qianchen closing the door and leaving.
The fire in his eyes dimmed instantly...
He had a fever before, and Xia Qianchen was extremely nervous, wandering around him in a hurry.
But now, he had a fever, and Xia Qianchen's first concern was whether he would infect the baby.
His brows were tightly knitted into knots.
Soon, when Young Emperor Nangong discovered that he was jealous of his son, his heart twisted into knots and his expression became even gloomier.
Seeing that Young Emperor Nangong looked so ugly, Rhodes asked worriedly: "Young Emperor, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"roll."
It turned out that I was feeling uncomfortable.
Rhodes turned into cannon fodder and floated away...
The doctor gave the baby the most comprehensive examination and found that the baby had no signs of fever. In order to prevent him from being infected, he gave him some cold medicine.
Xia Qianchen was afraid that she was infected by Young Emperor Nangong, so she asked the doctor to check her again.
Everything is fine.
Xia Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief, crushed the medicine with peace of mind, fed it to the baby, and took care of the baby.
At noon, Rhodes came to find Xia Qianchen: "Miss Xia, the emperor has been refusing to eat."
Xia Qianchen was cleaning diapers on the sink: "Maybe he's not hungry. When he is hungry, he will want to eat."
"He hasn't eaten since breakfast, how can he not be hungry?"
"It's just that he didn't eat two meals..." Xia Qianchen frowned and asked, "If he doesn't eat, what's the use of looking for me?"
"I was wondering, is there anything Miss Xia can do?"
"What can I do?"
"How about Miss Xia help persuade the emperor?"
Xia Qianchen suddenly understood something and said with a wry smile: "You are wrong. I am not the real Miss Xia. My advice is meaningless. He is sick now and is in a bad mood. On the contrary, he doesn't want to see me anymore. I still don't want it."
To affect his mood."
"Miss Xia..."
"Steward Luo, I'm very busy now."
Rhodes stopped talking and walked away angrily.
Xia Qianchen's mind was very peaceful, very peaceful. She had given all her love to the baby. She opened and closed her eyes thinking about the baby, and did not give herself any time to think about Young Emperor Nangong.
When they were getting along, her eyes were on the baby from beginning to end, as if Young Emperor Nangong was the air.
For Xia Qianchen, her love is only given to those who need her. If it becomes a burden and trouble, why would she go to trouble in vain?
To put it another way, why should we debase ourselves?
Xia Qianchen washed and dried all the baby's clothes in the bathroom, and kept paying attention to the movement outside, fearing that the baby would wake up and become bored...
When she walked out, she suddenly saw a figure standing next to the crib.
Xia Qianchen was startled: "When did you come in?"
Not even a sound was heard.
Young Emperor Nangong was wearing a nightgown. He had obviously just gotten up from the bed and was standing next to the crib like a sculpture.
He stared at the child steadily, neither speaking nor moving.
Xia Qianchen pushed off the balcony and dried the baby's clothes. When she came back, she saw him still standing in the same posture.
Nangong Li sucked her fingers and fell asleep sweetly in the cradle.
The babies sleep most of the time, especially Nangong Li. He is very well-behaved and rarely makes any noise.
For a moment, the space became extremely quiet.
With Young Emperor Nangong around, Xia Qianchen felt that the magnetic field in the entire space was wrong, and she didn't know where to move her hands and feet.
There was a burst of messy footsteps outside the door, and the bodyguard seemed to be asking: "Have you seen Mr. Di?"
Xia Qianchen cleared her throat: "I'm taking care of you here, don't worry."
"..."
"You are sick. Are you going to lie down in bed?"
Young Emperor Nangong still didn't speak, and was quiet.
Xia Qianchen sighed and walked back to the balcony, leaning there to breathe in the air and water the cactus——
She felt the figure behind her darken, and the moment Xia Qianchen turned around, a hand firmly grasped her shoulder and held her tightly in his arms.
The kettle in his hand fell to the ground——
Xia Qianchen's heart was like a pendulum that had stopped swinging, and she almost crashed.
But Nangong Young Emperor's heart was beating very violently.
Xia Qianchen's face was placed on his chest, and the sudden pure masculine aura almost knocked her out.
Her mind was blank and she struggled violently: "What are you doing? Let me go!"
Strong hands held him tightly, and his body was scalding hot...
"Qianchen."
The low and hoarse voice suddenly touched the top of her heart, and her whole body trembled.
"I miss you so much."
Xia Qianchen's figure froze once again, and every tightening of his iron-banded hands conveyed his thoughts.
Xia Qianchen's heart felt severe pain again.
She is not his Qianchen, she is not...
He held her tightly, to the bone, as if she was merging into one body.
This kind of embrace once belonged to him and "Xia Qianchen", but she felt so familiar.
However, she cannot allow her will to sink——
"I'm not," she said in a hoarse voice, "Young Emperor Nangong, are you confused and mistaken for the wrong person? I'm not Xia Qianchen, I'm not."
Young Emperor Nangong's whole body was hot, even the palms of his hands were hot.
His heat was like a fire, trying to melt Xia Qianchen...
And at this moment, she was not the only one who was about to be burned at the same time?
Young Emperor Nangong's mind has been burning with fire, suffering and unbearable.
"Let me go," Xia Qianchen raised her head, "You see clearly, I am number 0328, I am not Xia Qian..."
A sudden hot kiss blocked her lips.
His lips were dry, and his mouth was also burning hot. He kissed her fiercely using the kissing method she was familiar with. She refused, but was reluctant to let him really leave. She had never felt conflicted in her heart.
It left her with mixed emotions and was extremely complicated.