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Chapter 139

This question made Wei Xiu's face look whiter than snow, and he was at a loss.

"Why do she need to explain to you?" Qin Wen hid Wei Xiu in his arms, raised his eyebrows and sneered, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes when he looked at Chen Huai.

Chen Huai looked at Wei Xiu steadily, but his reaction disappointed him and made him see clearly that he was just a fool. It turned out that what he had been hoping for was just what he imagined, "I understand."

Since that's the case, Chen Huai said coldly, "I will propose to withdraw from my parents."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Seeing Chen Huai so decisive, Wei Xiu couldn't help but shout, "Chen Huai."

The voice was clear and soft, and Chen Huai's steps did not stop, but he turned around and left.

Even in panic, Wei Xiu did not lose her expression. Qin Wen felt even more pity and gently stroked her cheeks.

"If he had self-knowledge, it would be better to withdraw from the marriage."

Wei Xiu bit his lip and said, "What should I do with my reputation?"

Qin Wen curled his lips and smiled, "What does this reputation have to do if you marry me as the princess?"

If Qin Wen really cared, this would not be the case. Even if he thought this would be better, Wei Xiu would not hesitate and would not marry him.

He felt happy, but it did not mean that he would let Chen Huai go. It was mainly because Chen Huai had the title of Wei Xiu's fiancé that he had made him feel very unhappy.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the noise outside, and the sudden murderous intent of Qin Wen disappeared instantly. This is the manor of Princess Changqing. If you take action here, you will leave traces. The Shen family and the royal family will also investigate it thoroughly.

Seeing several maids and servants in the manor hurriedly passing by, Chen Huai was also confused, "What happened?"

When one of the maids saw that he was also the invited prince, he replied respectfully, "It is Miss Song from the Duke of England's Mansion, she is sick."

Upon hearing this, Chen Huai remembered the sick Miss Song he had met by chance before, and couldn't help but feel worried and followed him quickly.

The lady Song seemed to have fallen ill. A maid next to her called someone. Later, she was taken care of by the nanny in the manor and placed it in a nearby cottage. After hearing the servant's report, Princess Changqing immediately told the doctor that she had gone there.

After Chen Huai walked into the hut, he met an acquaintance, his classmate Song Chengqi, and he was also right. He was Miss Song's real brother.

When Chen Huai saw him, he felt a little guilty. If he had not been looking for Wei Xiu because he was concerned about Wei Xiu, but instead went to the servants of the manor when he saw Miss Song's face was not good, or went directly to tell Song Chengqi, the result might be better.

But because this matter involves a lot, he couldn't even apologize to Song Chengqi.

"It's Chen Huai." Song Chengqi said hello casually. He was anxious at this time, worried about his sister's condition. His mother reminded him to pay attention to Jing Si's body, but because of the party with his friends, he left her and a few maids when his sister was considerate and caring for him to go there.

The noble girl and the young master in the garden will take a look at each other. Even though they have no friendship with Song Jinsi, even Qin Wen has come. He and Wei Xiu appear together but do not attract much attention. Even when they see it, they only think that they happened to come together.

Qin Wen's scrutiny glanced over Song Jinsi leaning on the head of the bed. Even though he was not bad, he could not hide his illness of being as scattered as a scattered person. His eyes drooped slightly, and he felt a cold and weak spirit.

He had no impression of Song Jinsi, but he was just a coincidence of doubting the matter. How did Chen Huai come here and could still avoid him. Is there any other master?

Song Jinsi, who suddenly had an accident at this time and made him unable to do anything, caught his eye, so he took a look.

But after seeing it, Qin Wen put his eyes away and dispelled his doubts. He would be alive in the face soon. He was a lady in the boudoir. What could he do?

In comparison, Wei Xiu beside him was not focused at this time, and he was even more unwilling to care about the patients, which was somewhat inconsistent with her usual humble and gentle image.

After taking the pulse, the doctor said that it was because the fragrance of flowers in the garden was too strong, which caused the disease. It was still good at present, but it needed to be well cultivated and could not go out again. Everyone could hear his unfinished words.

The other noble ladies comforted each other and said a few good words, but they didn't take them seriously. Every year, they heard that the lady from the Duke's Mansion was about to die, and in the end they dragged their lives to survive. If they hadn't been born in the Duke's Mansion, such a body would have been gone long ago.

Song Chengqi bowed to the nanny sent by Princess Changqing, "Please claim to the princess for me. My little sister is in bad health. I will take her back to the Duke's mansion first."

The nanny nodded, "I will report to the princess."

Due to Song Jinsi's illness, the British Duke's son and sister left the seat early, and this incident did not cause much trouble. However, after listening to the doctor's words, everyone knew that they would probably not see this British Duke's daughter again in the noble women's circle for a long time.

As they had guessed well, Song Jinsi got sick after returning to the Duke's Mansion. The Duke's wife never dared to let her go to the banquets and flower parties, for fear that something really happened.
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