It’s not that Qiqi wants to use his body as a bargaining chip, but he always has an obsession in his heart.

I just want to win the heart of one person and never leave each other forever...

Even though I know how ridiculous this wish is in such a chaotic world, I am so persistent in my heart.

Thinking that her words would completely anger him, she even closed her eyes and was ready to bear the anger of Prince Xuan.

But he didn't expect that after trying to calm down his disordered aura, he suddenly turned off her, pulled her into his arms, and closed his eyes.

Not her beloved, she can only get her body, but not her heart...

He suddenly wanted to laugh at himself. It would be fine if she was a ignorant little girl, Huaichun, lost in her dream. He had lived nearly ten years longer than her. How could he still be confused by such a childish sentence?

I just want to win the heart of one person and stay away from each other forever... In such a royal family, does such a true heart really exist?

If it were there, his mother would not have ended in hatred, and he would not have lived so lonely for more than ten years.

There are two people in my life, why did he feel sad after she said such words?

A pair of people...who will be the beloved person who can stay with her for the rest of her life? Is it him?

If it weren't for him, why would he still occupy her body at this moment? Even though he knew that his behavior was beyond what a girl could bear, he was still unwilling to let go and not want to leave it behind from now on?

If her benefactor was not him, how would she face that person in the future?

It was obvious that his behavior was ashamed of the so-called "benevolent man". But in the future, there would be someone who would sleep next to her on his behalf and accept her gentle service. He was so impulsive that he could tear the man apart.

There can't be that person, no!

The big palm tightened, and I almost couldn't help but turn over and press on her, but I endured it and faced her sideways. My rose-colored lips moved slightly, and I wanted to say some impulsive words, but I couldn't say them.

Suddenly, it seemed as if I had touched something, and my big palm clasped her palms and pressed her palms against her.

"What?" Qiqi was stunned because of the seriousness that had passed by inadvertently, and subconsciously looked at the two palms that were sticking together, with a hint of suspicion.

"What did you eat tonight?" he asked, his tone of calmness, but he could hear it.

Qiqi tried hard to recall it. If it was about dinner, then it was already a few hours before. After thinking about it, he could only think of the holy medicine that Mu Chu forced her to take.

"Beauty Fruit." He could feel something different about her body, probably because of the holy medicine. He just didn't expect that he had such a deep martial arts attainments, and even he noticed that she had taken some beauty products.

"Beauty Fruit?" Chu Xuanchi raised his thick sword eyebrows, obviously a little unhappy.

"It's true." After getting along for a long time, he easily saw his emotions. She let out a sigh and said in a low voice: "Didn't you go to find Mr. Mu just now? He said that this fruit is a beauty product. It's good for the girl to eat it at home, but he can't use it, so he gave it to me."

Her words were sincere and she could not see any falsehood at all. Chu Xuanchi knew very well that she would never lie to herself in such matters.

However, when did the Tianyi Divine Pill, the martial arts saint medicine that everyone competed for in the world, become the beauty saint beauty fruit of my daughter's family?

A complicated aura flowed through his eyes, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Qiqi kept staring at his silent face, perhaps, waiting for something.

After a long time, I only received one sentence: "Go to sleep."

He lay down again, closed his eyes, but was still unwilling to let her go.

He carries too much hatred and too much burden, and he doesn't want to say a lot of things, but he is afraid that he will not be able to bear the consequences after he says it.

His world was too dark and he shouldn't have tangled with her, but he was selfishly unwilling to let go.

What exactly is he thinking? What exactly is he thinking?

He didn't know, and Qiqi didn't know either.

I don't know if it was his or hers, but it lingered in my ears and lasted for a long time.

She closed her eyes and didn't notice that she had been waiting for something he said, but he was still unwilling to say it because she was not qualified to listen...

My heart was so sour, not only for the pain he couldn't say, but also for his confused future.

She knew that he would never have his own place in the future.

But so what? Didn’t she know it long ago? In the future, she will always leave here and return to Nanmu Country.

There, there was her eldest brother, and perhaps her mother...

Always leave...

Time passed by bit by bit. Usually, whenever at this time, Chu Xuanchi was able to fall asleep quickly after he didn't speak, but tonight, he had insomnia beside Qiqi for the first time.

Although he had not moved, he didn't want her to see what was strange about him, nor did he want to affect her rest, he and she knew that the other party was still sober.

After lying motionless for a while, Qiqi finally couldn't help but get up from his arms, looked down at his slowly opened starry eyes, and smiled, "Can't you fall asleep?"

The untouched black hair poured down her head as she lowered her head, making her face as big as a palm look even smaller and more attractive. He almost reached out to touch her face impulse, but he still endured the impulse.

I have too many impulses tonight. The more I do this, the more I warn myself not to care too much about her.

Once a person has someone or something he cares about, no matter how strong he is, he will lose in his life.

Those who have weaknesses will lose.

"Yes." He responded lightly, just looking at her indifferently.

"Can I sing you?" She sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, held his head to her lap, and gently rubbed his long fingers on his temple.

Before he could respond, she had already started singing softly: "I haven't felt it well yet, the weather of snowflakes blooming, we will understand more clearly what gentleness is..."

How many daughters’ thoughts are told by a song of red beans?

Sometimes life is helpless, but there are still expectations. In just a few decades, her pursuit is just a person who can still accompany her to watch the long flow of water when she sees through the scenery.

The singing was not very nice, but it was gentle and warm. The soft warmth slowly penetrated into his heart.

Just like a child who was coaxed to sleep by a lullaby, his consciousness became really weak.

His breathing slowly stabilized. When he fell into his dream, his thin lips suddenly moved slightly, and a dream that even he doubted the truth and falsehood came out: "Qiqi waited for me, waited for me... he stayed with each other in old age..."

Qiqi bit her lip, tears in the corners of her eyes, but she was smiling slightly.

In fact, his heart is even more fragile than himself, and he clearly has feelings for her, but he dare not admit it for many reasons. He even wants to deceive him because he can't afford it, right?

Is it, Xuan Chi?

If you really have me in your heart, then you can wait for me, wait for me to be strong enough, wait for me to protect you...

That night was very beautiful because the man sleeping in her arms was really beautiful, even more beautiful than her.

That night was very quiet because his irritable heart gradually calmed down under his beautiful face.

I'll wait for you, so, can you wait for me too, okay?

When Qiqi opened his eyes, it was not yet dawn, and Chu Xuanchi's trace was gone in the dormitory.

Instead, there was the cold and hard figure sitting at the table.

The corners of my eyebrows were still sore. I didn’t know how I fell asleep last night. One leg was still a bit sad. It was pressed out by Chu Xuan’s heavy head...

Huan's dispersed thoughts were quickly taken back. She got up from the bed, yawning while looking at the man staring at her at the table: "Can you get back from washing my face?"

These people! They all use her as Superman.

Over the past few days, I have been running like a machine, but even the machine gives it enough time to rest and restore physical functions, right?

Wuming didn't speak, but actually went out. Not long after, he came back with a plate of washing water.

After Qiqi got out of bed, he took the initiative to come to the bed, pulled off his clothes and lay down.

After washing up, Qiqi turned around and saw the scene of him lying down with loose clothes. He suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter, even thinking that his life was too absurd.

He sent him away and welcomed him again. It was so crowded. People said that she was a place of fireworks and what was so angry about her? The Seventh Princess has many guests who entered the curtain, right?

This man changed one by one, and even he felt that he was really frivolous, no wonder others blamed him.

"Why are you laughing at?" Wuming couldn't help asking as she walked to the bed and sat down, poured the medicinal wine in her palm.

Qiqi's eyes flashed, and he was surprised: "So you will also be curious?"

She never likes to talk or talk nonsense every time she comes here. She thought this person was really heartless.

Wuming stopped talking decisively, closed his eyes and accepted her massage. Every time these little hands pressed on his chest, it would always bring him an indescribable throbbing feeling.

In fact, his internal injuries have almost healed, but she said that it will only be better if he recovered ten times.

He was thinking silently, only three times, and he...it will take seven more times to get better...

The sky gradually became brighter, and Wuming fell asleep quickly.

After rubbing him for nearly an hour, Qiqi finally stopped his hand and closed the medicine bottle, and there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside.

She felt a little panicked, so she dropped the veil and walked to the door.

Uncle Mei’s anxious words were heard outside the door: “Princess Seven, have you gotten up?”

"Get up, what's the matter?" She didn't open the door, but just asked calmly.
Chapter completed!