The shadow quickly climbed to her side in three steps at a time, grabbed her hand, and spoke in her ear: "Queen, what do you want to do?"
"Queen, don't worry."
"Qiao..." Nie Qingru tried hard to open her mouth and uttered vague words.
Shadow could tell from her mouth shape and weak voice that she wanted to find Qiao Nian, so he quickly wiped away his tears and called the girl back.
"Miss Qiao, the Queen wants to talk to you."
Qiao Nian pulled down her peaked cap, paused and walked over, standing half a step away from Nie Qingru.
Nie Qingru seemed to feel her approach, so he turned his head this way, revealing the girl's silhouette with his wide eyes.
She seemed to be getting more excited, struggling again and waving her hands to get up, and the blood in her chest flowed faster.
Shadow couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed her hand, and tried to talk to her.
"Queen, you can say whatever you want and don't get excited."
"Gululu."
Nie Qingru's throat rolled and he only made a series of bubble sounds.
Qiao Nian didn't come close, he just stood there, watching her struggling and in pain, without any intention of reaching out.
Nie Qingru seemed to have given up the struggle and suddenly became quiet. She moved her eyes hard to prove that she was still alive.
The two briefly looked at each other for a few seconds.
Nie Qingru's gray face seemed to turn rosy, and she felt a little more energetic. She blinked her eyes, and her facial expression regained some vitality.
"You, Xicheng..."
She can make sounds from her throat, but her speaking speed is relatively slow and the sounds she makes are relatively weak. People need to listen carefully to hear clearly what she is saying.
"Xicheng..."
"Xicheng, he..."
"put."
The girl bent her legs and answered the question with a somewhat careless look: "You want to ask me where Zhai Xicheng is?"
Nie Qingru's eyes lit up and she nodded.
Qiao Nian raised the corners of her mouth: "He ran away."
Nie Qingru was stunned for a moment and felt relieved.
Then she tried her best to open her mouth and said, "Okay, that's good."
There was no sadness or joy in Qiao Nian's dark eyes. He just looked at her quietly and asked, "He didn't even look at you before running away. Do you think that's okay?"
Nie Qingru seemed to hate her, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Those shrewd eyes had never really paid attention to Qiao from the arrogance in the past to the defeat now.
She grabbed the shadow's hand, squeezed it hard to build up strength for herself, and said with a ferocious face: "You, let go, let Xicheng go. Promise me that you won't catch him again."
Shadow watched the blood pouring out from the place where she was shot in the chest. Looking at her gradually becoming more energetic, Shadow felt extremely heartbroken.
A heart seems to be soaked in boiling water.
That feeling of excruciating pain.
He couldn't help but speak: "Queen, please stop talking and have a good rest. I, I will take you to the hospital."
"No." Nie Qingru probably knew that his end was coming, so he grabbed Shadow's hand tightly and stared at Qiao Nian with a pair of wide, angry eyes.
"You swear to me, swear, swear. In this life, in this life, you will not harm Xicheng, Xicheng and the Nie family..."
"I want it, I want to die."
"You swore poison, Qiao, Qiao Nian!"
"Queen, please stop talking."
Shadow was panicking.
He could feel Nie Qingru's life loss speeding up.
He followed each other throughout his life and remained unchanged for decades.
If Nie Qingru died, he would not know the meaning of continuing to live in the world. (End of Chapter)