"I..." Xia Qianqian took a deep breath and said with difficulty: "Actually, I treat you..."

The troubled expression on her face, the hesitant attitude, and the hesitant behavior made Hu Tang's heart throb and ache inch by inch.

"Wait!" The person in front of the bed suddenly stood up, put his finger on the corner of her lips, and shook his head, "I don't want to know the answer now."

"You..."

"Perhaps you have just recovered your memory and your mind is still very confused. You don't know how to answer yet, so I shouldn't force you..."

In fact, he was too afraid.

Afraid that even if she regains her memory, she will still choose to give up on him.

Hu Tang's fingers followed the corners of her lips, slowly, intending to touch her cheek.

The people in the courtyard can no longer stand.

With a flash of his body, a gust of wind passed by the door. He came to the house, pulled up the person on the small stool, and held him in his arms.

"Squid, you..." The sudden change made Hu Tang dumbfounded, "Why are you here?"

"I'm accompanying her to see your old friend!"

Accompany?

Looking at the girl held in the man's arms, she did not struggle or protest hard except for her initial shock.

Hu Tang's eyes flashed with hurt.

Her behavior gave him the clearest answer.

"You don't have to accompany her or look at me, I won't die so easily!"

He lay down as if he was exhausted, looking at the two people in front of him, with a wry smile on his lips, "I remember back when we were drunk at night, and you lay in my arms like this, pouring out your heart to me."
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"You once said that you hate the aristocrats and the young masters of aristocratic families the most. You hate them for not knowing the sufferings of the poor. Do you know who the person behind you will be?"

Hu Tang raised his drooped eyelids and said listlessly: "In a blink of an eye, things have changed and people have changed. Do you remember what your long-cherished wish was?"

What was Xia Qianqian’s long-cherished wish in the past?

When a peasant girl falls in love with a fugitive, she naturally likes an ordinary life.

"Lanyu!" Hu Tang raised his eyes to look at her and asked word by word: "Have you ever considered whether your future life with the person behind you is really what you want?"

Xia Qianqian's heart froze.

The life the original owner wanted was very different from her expectations of life.

A family property, a career, family reunion, harmony and health, and an ordinary life.

But the identity of the person behind him is destined to lead a cautious life amid the intrigues and changes of power in the royal family.

Hu Tang's reminder made her heart waver a little bit.

The person behind her seemed to have read through her thoughts. He put an arm on her waist without hesitation and pulled her tightly into her arms, "What kind of life you want, I can also give you.

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He tried his best to suppress it, but he still got angry. "Master Hu seems to be in good health. It's time for us to go back."

He grabbed the person in his arms and started to leave.

Xia Qianqian couldn't resist, so she turned around and said to Hu Tang: "Hey! Brat, please take good care of yourself quickly and give me the medical fees another day!"

Ji Zimo dragged her out of the dormitory and protested dissatisfied: "You still want to see him?"

"It's not that I want to see him. I can't save him in vain. The consultation fee hasn't been paid yet!" She retorted in a broken voice.

"Shicai, you can just ask Mr. Hu to give it to you. Why do you have to ask Hu Tang to give it to you?"

"Facing the elderly, I am embarrassed to offer high prices!"

"You just want to see him..."

The quarrel outside the house became more and more distant. The person lying on the bed looked at the curtain on the top of the bed and suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"Come here!" he called.

A boy trotted in, "Master!"

"Go and bring the soup and medicine in!" he ordered.

The boy's face was filled with joy, "Yes, sir, wait a moment."

"Bring the porridge here by the way. I'm hungry and want to eat."

"Yes!"

The boy hurriedly turned around to get ready.

In the outer room, Hu Chenkun was so angry that he stamped his feet and muttered: "What a bad fate, what a bad fate!"

Xia Qianqian was dragged all the way to the gate by Ji Zimo.

When she wanted to climb onto the carriage, he disliked her slow movements, so he bent down, picked her up, and stuffed her into the carriage. Then he jumped into the carriage.

At the carriage shaft, Geng Zhong noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, but he did not dare to say anything. He jumped on the carriage, flicked his whip, and the carriage moved slowly.

"Go outside the city!" Ji Zimo ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes!"

The wheels made a grunting sound on the ground, but it was not as loud as Xia Qianqian's heartbeat.

He forced her to a corner of the carriage, leaned forward, and pressed her directly against the soft floor.

She was lying half-lying and raised her eyes. At this time, her extremely handsome face was so cold that it made people feel chilly.

Especially those pair of deep eyes, the fascinating color in them made her feel panic and at the same time, she felt a little bit chilly and timid.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Xia Qianqian, who was not afraid of heaven or earth, who was not afraid of bloodshed or sacrifice, suddenly became afraid.

"What do you mean to Hu Tang?" He lowered his head little by little, with the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose, and his slightly cool lips caressing the corners of her lips.

Xia Qianqian murmured, her heart beating wildly.

"I just..." She wanted to explain.

But his hand was suppressed above her head, and his fierce aura was fully unleashed, leaving her no room to retreat, and her voice suddenly dropped a few decibels.

"Did you get drunk with him, admire the moon, and talk about life?" He actually began to dwell on these old events.

"I can't remember clearly."

"Haven't you recovered your memory?"

"The memories I recovered are vague and some are very fragmentary!" she quibbled.

"Then, have you ever been tempted by him?" He felt a little guilty when he asked this question.

How could a daughter get drunk with him and lie in his arms if she didn't have a secret affection for that person?

When he thought of that scene, the fire of jealousy in Ji Zimo's heart began to roar upward like a prairie fire.

His head pressed down further and further.

The man's cold breath came at full speed and enveloped her whole body.

The scents of ambergris and mind-numbing incense linger around, creating an invisible and intangible charm.

Their eyes met, noses touched, lips swaying in the carriage, and the occasional slight caress made the two of them palpitate.

His posture reminded her of the kiss they had shared in the carriage.

For a moment, she pursed her lips, her eyes were timid, her whole body was like a cooked lobster, her cheeks were red, and her face inadvertently showed a hint of shyness.

Ji Zimo's heart palpitated more and more.

On weekdays, when she was in trouble, she always had a calm and calm demeanor, which made him forget that she was only nine years old.

As a girl, she would also hesitate and feel frightened when someone expressed their admiration to her.

After all, no matter how talented she is in other aspects, in the world of love, she is just like him, a blank sheet of paper.

Recently, he has read dozens of story books and gradually realized some truths from them.
Chapter completed!