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247. Chapter 247 Why does your complexion hurt more than mine?

Beibei had never seen Di Qianmo like this before. He was so weak that he could only lie on the bed, his face was pale and he had no energy. However, even though he was seriously injured, there was still a strong aura lingering around him that could not be ignored.

He grabbed Beibei's hand, rubbed the skin on the back of her hand with his thumb, and frowned a little distressedly, "How come your complexion is worse than that of an injured patient like me!".

Beibei glanced at his bloodless face and said angrily, "Nonsense, you can't see your current complexion.".

"Di Qianmo, you are mine, who allowed you to hurt yourself like this without my consent!" She frowned, frowning, very angry.

Di Qianmo was in a good mood when she said "Di Qianmo, you are mine" in a domineering manner. He grabbed her harder and nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"Um what? After you recover from your injury, we will settle this debt slowly."

Di Qianmo: "Okay."

Beibei wanted to continue scolding him, but in the end she looked at his smiling eyes and couldn't scold him any more, so she could only look aggrieved, "Don't be so obedient as you promised now. After the injury is healed, there will be another one."

You are so virtuous, I still don’t understand you..."

"Do you understand me?" Di Qianmo obviously didn't believe it, "Tell me."

Beibei blushed a little under his intense gaze, so she turned away her head and said a little stiffly, "Say what you say, the injury is so serious, take good care of yourself, and now you can fall asleep for me!".

The last sentence seemed familiar to both of them, and Beibei couldn't remember it, but every detail of Di Qianmo's relationship with Beibei was as if it happened yesterday in his mind.

That was what he blurted out in anger in order to silence her when she first saw Poison.

It would be better now, if she got angry and blocked his mouth instead.

Thinking carefully about every little expression of hers, whether she was happy, pretending to be innocent, angry or annoyed, Di Qianmo felt a sweetness in his heart that he had never felt before.

This is not an unrequited love, the heartless little girl in his family is just slower than him in matters of love.

He finally peeled back the layers of clouds and saw the bright moon that had been hiding in his heart for a long time and refused to show up.

It was not until early the next morning that Beibei walked out of the Xuanwu Hall. A group of people who had been waiting outside immediately swarmed up when they saw Beibei's figure.

Beibei's eyelids twitched, and she looked at the crowd surrounding her in shock.

Di Lewen, Di Zirong, and dozens of men and women she had never seen before. Judging from their clothes, they all seemed to be high-ranking officials.

Chirping chatted lively with Beibei asking about the situation of Diqianmo.

Di Lewen and Di Zirong were very anxious and asked repeatedly, "What happened?"

Beibei made a quiet gesture, then raised her eyes and looked at everyone, "The prince is fine now. I'm really sorry for everyone. The prince needs to rest and is not suitable to see you. Please wait for the prince to recover from his injury on another day before coming back."

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Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, but Di Lewen and Di Zirong refused, "Let us go in and have a look at him. We won't talk, just look at him."

Manyu rushed over and stared at Beibei with red eyes, "I want to go in too."
Chapter completed!
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