"I know you like Xia Qianchen, and you will never let go of her in this life, but she has..." Xia Qianchen's voice lowered, "Don't you want your child to grow up without a mother? Do you have to spend your whole life obeying this principle?
Your hundred-year agreement? Miss Xia created me before she died and transplanted her memory into me. I think her wish is that I can take good care of you on her behalf..."
Young Emperor Nangong was leaning on the bed, with an arrogant chin and a deep face. It was hard to tell what his expression was.
"Why don't you continue talking?" came his light voice.
"...Anyway, I think this is the best way for us. You can treat me as her and you still stick to your love. I-" Xia Qianchen smiled reluctantly, "Wouldn't you mind?"
"do not mind?"
"Yes, I don't mind." For the sake of her children, she doesn't mind.
Young Emperor Nangong paused for a moment, his smile even more mysterious.
Xia Qianchen was waiting for his response. On the surface, she was calm as usual, but in fact, she was extremely nervous inside.
If Young Emperor Nangong rejects her, there is no doubt that he will slap her in the face again in disguise.
Even if she was beaten, she still had her own whims and brought humiliation upon herself.
"What do you think of my proposal, Young Master Di?" Xia Qianchen asked, grabbing her last bit of dignity.
"wishful thinking."
Those four words knocked Xia Qianchen's last expectations to the bottom.
"I remember that Young Master Di didn't have this attitude in the afternoon."
"What attitude?"
"Have you forgotten everything?"
Young Emperor Nangong frowned. He didn't forget.
Although he had a high fever, his will was very clear. He almost couldn't hold on and fell under her temptation.
"Forgot." He replied coldly.
Xia Qianchen looked at him stiffly, no matter how much he relied on her when he was unconscious, once he woke up, he would just push her away and not want her.
She already had no feelings for him, but he always wanted to do something to tease her feelings.
Xia Qianchen suddenly smiled: "I understand."
"..."
"This is the last chance. I gave it to you." Xia Qianchen turned around stiffly, each movement causing pain in her heart, and her steps were as slow as an old man's, "Mr. Nangong, please respect yourself in the future and don't
Come and provoke me again. Even if you have a fever, confusion, or are drunk next time... please control yourself."
Xia Qianchen swore in her heart, swore fiercely, that no matter what Young Emperor Nangong did to her, she would never have any feelings for him again or be moved by him.
She will uproot the last trace of hope in her heart.
"Wishful thinking", she really felt that way.
The moment she said the "proposal", she regretted it in her heart. But it was okay, she gave up.
Hearing the lonely sound of the door, Nangong Young Emperor kowtowed coldly.
After that day, Xia Qianchen became more elusive than before.
As long as Young Emperor Nangong returns to the villa, no matter what happens, even if it is about Nangong Li, she will never leave the house again...
She is determined this time!
Every day I sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, waiting for someone to pass by this beach and send them a distress signal.
She used a very long piece of paper and a very thick pen to write "HELP ME!!! Help me!!!"
This beach is remote and has beautiful scenery, but because it was privately chartered by Young Emperor Nangong, even if someone drives by, they won't stop there, let alone come here specifically to play.
But that doesn't mean there isn't anyone.
Occasionally, an unknown person breaks in—
Xia Qianchen just needs someone to notice this villa, her room on the second floor, and see the distress signal she posted...
Such a time, keep waiting, keep waiting.
Finally, one day half a month ago.
Xia Qianchen dreamed that night that she was drowning, falling into the vast ocean, almost suffocating. Just when she was about to die, a huge cruise ship came to the beach, splitting the huge current, and swept her away
Rescue on board...
A huge castle-shaped cruise ship, with tens of thousands of light bulbs outlining a dreamlike phantom.
I vaguely saw a slender and handsome figure standing on the bow of the ship, wearing a straight captain's uniform and a captain's hat.
She walked forward, her wet footsteps hitting the wooden floor.
He turned around when he heard the noise, with a vague and warm smile on his face:
【Qianchen.】
【Who are you?】
I couldn't see the man clearly in the dream, but I felt that he was very familiar.
She wanted to get closer to him and see his appearance clearly, but it seemed as if there was glass blocking their space. No matter how hard Xia Qianchen tried, she couldn't get through.
"Who are you——?!" she asked louder.
Then I saw a woman standing next to the man.
A woman who looks exactly like her has a cold aloofness on her face when she smiles: [Who are you again?]
[Who am I? Who am I?] She said, [I am Xia Qianchen.]
【what about me?】
Xia Qianchen suddenly woke up from her dream, covered in cold sweat.
Ever since she became number 0328, she has not had a dream about Leng Tianchen.
Although she was also worried about his condition, she didn't know why she couldn't dream about it. But today, she dreamed about him, and it felt like he was extremely far away from this world, which made her heart very sad.
She felt the corners of her eyes were wet, and raised her hand to wipe it, and her hand was moist.
Obviously in that dream, I only saw his slender jade-like back, and when he turned around and called her with a gentle smile... there was a suffocating sadness in her heart.
Not only did I dream about Leng Tianchen, I also dreamed about "Xia Qianchen". This dream was really weird, as if it was foretelling something.
Huge cruise ship…
Xia Qianchen turned around unconsciously, looked out the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and suddenly discovered a white private yacht slowly docking!
somebody is coming!
…………
Xia Qianchen's heart was filled with excitement. There was actually a private yacht docking here!
Xia Qianchen quickly got out of bed, leaned in front of the French window, and watched the yacht moored on the beach with her own eyes.
Soon, a group of bodyguards in black clothes and sunglasses disembarked from the yacht.
They don't seem to know that this is Young Emperor Nangong's territory——
I moved the grill and other things and set them up on the beach.
Xia Qianchen quickly got dressed, took out the easel box from under the bed, and took out the paper from the lowest floor!
Returning to the window, she waved her hands vigorously, trying to attract the attention of the bodyguards. Only if they noticed her would they see her if she raised the distress paper again.
Xia Qianchen danced with her hands and feet for a long time.