"I'll go, too."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm very anxious and can't wait for a moment. I have to go." In fact, Xia Qianchen was worried that the two of them would have a secret. She lied to Leng Tianchen and said that it was given by Qian Yu. Leng Tianchen would get it wrong as soon as he said it. He was also afraid that the bottle would fall into Leng Tianchen's hands, so he was curious to open it and see something...

Xia Qianchen reached out and held Leng Tianchen's arm, and said in a rare way: "Let me go."

Leng Tianchen stared at Xia Qianchen with questioning eyes.

There is no doubt that everything about her today is abnormal...

He didn't want them to meet, for fear of an accident, but he couldn't refuse Xia Qianchen.

"You are sick and can't run around outside. I'll take you there?"

Xia Qianchen obediently reached out to him, taking the initiative like never before.

Leng Tianchen picked her up with a helping hand.

"By the way, when you ask about that sand bottle later, don't say it was left to me by Qianyu, or it's a very important thing."

"Why?"

"If Emperor Nangong knew about it, he might deliberately not give it to me..."

Leng Tianchen stared at her with bright eyes, but found that she turned her eyes away and did not dare to look at his eyes...

Leng Anqi opened the door and saw Leng Tianchen suddenly holding Xia Qianchen and squeezing in. She was a little confused: "Brother, are you planning to set off, why are you doing in my room?"

"Where are the Nangong people?"

“Still sleeping.”

"Call him to wake up."

"He was in a bad mood last night and was drunk. What do you want to do?" Leng Anqi said discomfortably, "Do you show your love to us early in the morning?"

It seemed that the voice of the words disturbed the people on the bed, and the quilt on the big bed moved.

Xia Qianchen struggled and said softly: "Let me go."

Leng Tianchen put her on the ground and closed the door casually.

Nangong Shaodi sat up from the bed, naked and sturdy upper body, sleepy eyes and messy hair.

He looked here emptyly, his voice was dry and hoarse when he spoke: "Is there anything?"

Leng Tianchen shyed and said, "You go there and wait, I'll help you ask him for it."

Nangong Shaodi picked up a shirt and draped it on his body, and said in a low voice: "I'm wearing pants."

The quilt was lifted up and he was about to go to the ground, but the hangover hurt him and he would fall to the ground if his legs were not supported. Fortunately, he held the bed cabinet in time.

Leng Anqi immediately ran over with heartache: "Are you uncomfortable? Then let's wake up if you rest. Your throat hurts very well, right? I'll have someone make some sobering soup for you..."

Xia Qianchen stood by the door with her lips pursed and watched their loving show.

Fortunately, I watched him get off the floor in his trousers instead of briefs...

This proves that he just fell asleep on Leng Anqi's bed when he was drunk.

While a stone fell to the ground in her heart, she laughed at herself, even if she didn't have a relationship this time, what about in the future? They are about to get married...

Xia Qianchen, please be awake. Why do you have to worry about things that have no results?

Leng Tianchen walked directly to the bed and asked the sand bottle straight to the point.

"What kind of sand bottle?" Nangong Shaodi frowned and asked.

"A glass bottle containing sand."

"I haven't seen it before."

"You really haven't seen it before? My servant said he saw the bottle fall to your feet with his own eyes."

Nangong Shaodi asked mockly: "Did the servant see me pick it up with his own eyes?"

Leng Tianchen paused slightly.

Nangong Shaodi curled his lips and glanced at Xia Qianchen sarcastically: "If I remember correctly, you should have set out for this point. Come to me so early to find me for a bottle?"

“…”

“Is it very important?”

Leng Tianchen wanted to say something and asked with stoopy: "You really didn't pick it up?"

"No."

Leng Tianchen turned around and was about to leave. Xia Qianchen had already walked over from the door: "Mr. Nangong, please return the bottle to me, it will be useless to you."

Nangong Shaodi leaned against the head of the bed and said coldly and plainly: "I said it, I have never seen it."

"It's impossible for anyone to take it except you."

"Ms. Leng is so sure?"

The three words "Mrs. Leng" made Xia Qianchen's heart seem to have digged hard.

Her lips paled for a moment, and her face turned into the same indifference and distant as he did: "Do you give it to me?"

"It seems that Mrs. Leng has evidence?" he said sinisterly, "I've stole your bottle so sure?"

"Not stealing..."

"I haven't fallen into a thief yet."

Xia Qianchen choked in his throat and suddenly couldn't answer the words. Yes, she had no evidence to prove that the glass bottle was taken by Emperor Nangong. Maybe it wasn't him, but was swept away by the servant? Maybe...

She panicked, and suddenly regretted that she suddenly stood in front of him and mobilized many troops to force him to hand over it.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any evidence..." Xia Qianchen said in pain with suffocation, "If I wronged you, I apologize to you. I hope Mr. Nangong doesn't have to mind."

Leng Anqi walked out of the bathroom, felt the stagnant atmosphere beside the bed, and raised her eyebrows slightly surprised:

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"A bottle with white sand," Leng Tianchen asked, "You went to the room yesterday and disappeared. Did you pick it up?"

"The bottle containing white sand!?" Leng Anqi walked to the bed and picked up a glass bottle from under the pillow, "Is this the case?"

As soon as she said this, her eyes all glanced over.

When Xia Qianchen saw the bottle in her hand, his eyes immediately lit up:

"You picked it up?"

"I appeared on my bed for no reason and made me feel cold and cold all night. I almost threw it away. I thought it was Nasses's... I didn't expect it to be yours!" Leng Anqi's eyes had a profound meaning, and he probably guessed what was going on in his heart, and his tone became even more disdainful and sarcastic, "How could he come to me?"

Xia Qianchen frowned slightly and glanced at Nangong Shaodi quickly.

His face was plain and indifferent, cold. It seemed that the bottle really had nothing to do with him...

Xia Qianchen thought to forget it, just find it. Depending on the situation, he should not have noticed what was in the bottle.

"Sorry, Miss Leng, it may be that the servant saw you visit my room and thought it was you who dropped it... Please give it back to me?"

"I think it was just you who deliberately let someone put it in my room. It was just a broken bottle, and it would be no pity even if it fell off... You still have to be too undone if you want to frame it." Leng Anqi threw the bottle in the direction of Xia Qianchen.

Her face changed drastically and she reached out to pick her up.

But Leng Anqi threw it over on purpose, how could she get it?
Chapter completed!