Xia Qianqian thought about it, raised her hands, and explained: "I stayed in the mansion yesterday, and today I just came to Juwang Building to do some business, and did not meet with Hu Tang and others."<

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"It's not just meeting them." He was still lying down, looking extremely weak.

"You'd better talk less and rest more!"

There are a few days a month when women feel unhappy.

This man's mood, just like menstrual events, came suddenly and without warning, making it impossible for her to adapt to it for a while.

"Is this the end?" He was reluctant and a little pushy.

"What else?" She also took his pulse and gave him suggestions.

Every month, she prepares enough incense for him in advance to help him sleep.

She did everything she had to do.

What else does he want?

"Don't you understand?" he asked her again.

This...

She studies medicine, and the most important thing in studying medicine is the rigor of the questions.

From just now until now, all his questions have been vague, specious, and have many answers.

She is not the roundworm in his belly, how can she know what he is thinking?

Xia Qianqian shook her head, "I don't understand."

Who else could have figured it out?

Something I can’t figure out is stuck here.

It's better to use the Thirty-Six Strategies.

"Ouch!"

She turned sideways slightly and covered her abdomen, looking extremely uncomfortable, "I have an abdominal discomfort. It's not appropriate to go out with you today. I... I still want to go back."

She turned around, raised the car curtain and was about to jump out of the car, but the person on the ground moved faster than her.

He grabbed her arm, pulled her into his arms, and tightened his arms so that she could not move.

When people fall in love, women do it.

On weekdays, women play tricks and have tantrums, but the relationship between the young couple has taken a step forward after this quarrel.

And she is a science-minded person who rarely engages in love affairs, and she even disdains the coquettishness of a little girl.

She fell into the lower class, but instead let the ice-cold person in front of her pick up the pieces, disguise herself, and learn to change her face.

"What are you doing?" She grabbed the hands around her waist and whispered, "This is on the street, what do you want to do?"

Ahem!

No, you can't do this even if you're not on the street.

At the carriage shaft, Geng Zhong seemed not to have heard the strange movement in the carriage. He whipped his horse whip and the carriage swayed forward.

Behind him, he pressed his head against the back of her heart.

Neither of them spoke.

There was silence in the carriage, except for the sound of ruts on the ground.

"Squid, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qianqian felt his depression.

This is not the result of poor rest.

Maybe...

What he is like this is not a physical problem, but a psychological one.

Something big happened that she didn't know about, and he was probably hit hard.

"I opened the box in the secret room of the library with the key you gave me." The person behind him said quietly.

Xia Qianqian waited for him to say the next thing, but after he finished speaking, there was no sound.

Xia Qianqian did not speak to urge her.

The secret of the forbidden area that can hit him like this must be no small matter.

She is waiting.

Wait for him to speak.

If he doesn't tell her, she will burn incense and worship Buddha, and kowtow to the Guanyin Buddha of the South China Sea and the Eighteen Arhats.

After all, in a feudal class society like ancient times, the fewer secrets you knew, the longer your life would be, especially those related to royal secrets.

She has no intention of gossiping.

"It's a secret edict left to me by my father." He finally spoke.

Xia Qianqian frowned and couldn't help but cursed: "Don't listen, don't listen. I can't hear the monk chanting sutras."

"I didn't open it."

Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you.

Xia Qianqian thought about it in her heart and said, "Have you guessed the content of the secret edict?"

Otherwise, he would not be in such a depressed mood.

"I can't guess." His voice became deeper and deeper.

You can't guess it, and you don't open it, so you end up feeling depressed and uncomfortable here.

He is really unpredictable.

"Then you are like this..."

"I am the ninth son of my father. My mother-in-law has a low status and died young. I have been lonely in the palace."

"Father, when he was alive, it was a luxury for me to see him once a month."

His voice was deep and full of desolation.

That’s right.

He was born and raised in the palace. He has no mother and only sees his father once a month. His nanny takes care of all his food and daily life.

This...

In fact, there is not much difference between them and left-behind children.

She was also one of the left-behind children in her previous life.

Both parents work in hospitals in big cities, working overtime at night to rescue patients on the operating table, and they have no time to take care of her at all.

After her mother took maternity leave, she sent her back to her hometown with milk powder and was raised by her grandfather.

It wasn't until she went to school that she was taken back to the city to go to kindergarten.

After she went to school, her grandfather was also responsible for picking her up and dropping her off. Her parents lived with her and only went out to play occasionally on vacation.

On weekdays, they are very busy and have no time to take care of her.

In her heart, she was also extremely lonely.

"I once heard you mention that prophecy. Parents have far-reaching plans for their children. He couldn't trust you either, so he left you a message."

"Everyone says that he has high hopes for me, but when I am around him, he never makes me feel that he loves me. On the contrary, he is my elder brother..."

On the contrary, his brother always loved him very much, and even asked him to be his orphan before he died.

The carriage moved slowly, his head resting on her back, and he whispered about his past with the Emperor.

Those sparse and ordinary days are nothing more than ordinary for the Supreme Emperor.

But for Cuttlefish as a child, the fragments of memory turned into round and smooth pearls, and finally were worn into a dazzling string of pearls, which can be picked up, observed and recalled from time to time.

She didn't ask or interrupt.

Let him talk about it one after another.

He usually seems aloof.

But he is only twenty-two years old.

In modern times, he should be in college, reading books seriously, falling in love happily, and looking innocent and childish.

But he is different.

He has experienced the most tragic life and death in the world, and also experienced bloody killings on the battlefield. He has tasted the pain of time over and over again.

He is not good at talking.

But now he is willing to talk to her.

It is so difficult to be trusted by others, and trusted by the high-ranking person in front of you.

How lucky she is.

When his heart was inexplicably touched, the person behind him raised his head leisurely and whispered: "Does your abdomen not hurt anymore?"

"Ouch! I..."

She still wanted to pretend, knowing that her secret had been exposed just now when she was in a trance, so she simply stopped pretending, "This time, it will be much better."

"It's much better, then come with me to visit Aunt Xia!"

Can she make excuses?

She has no excuses.

Xia Qianqian is upset, and people cannot be soft-hearted.
Chapter completed!