: Fear of Life

Huang Baochuan: "An An, I really think he is a bit too good to you! He vented his anger on Guo Wenji and invited you to his house again! I also took such a big light... And I think the look he looked at you is just like your look..."

Xia Anan: "I... OK! I can see that if one day I part ways with him! You will always be his person! I am just a passerby in your life!"

Huang Baochuan looked at her: "Is there really a quarrel? And it's so powerful? I've never seen you quarrel for so long!"

Xia Anan turned her head and ignored her.

"An An, don't talk about your help to me," said Huang Baochuan, "I like you very much from the beginning! I want to be friends with you! But at that time, I was deeply resentful of blood, and I always felt that I might have lived today and no tomorrow, so I didn't think about those aspects."

Xia Anan: "Then you say, if you ask him to choose one between me and him, who will you choose?"

Huang Baochuan: "Why do you say such things? It would be so sad to let the young master hear it!"

Xia Anan: "He doesn't know how to do it! I'm dead, he won't take a look!"

"Do you know that after you left, he often went to the vegetable garden to pull weeds and water manure, and built a fence there, which made it very beautiful.

He will not allow anyone else to move in the room you have lived in.

And he knew what you like to eat, so he ordered Dongli to find chefs who are good at cooking those dishes these days! He said he was invited back and waited for you to marry in the future and made it for you to eat."

Xia Anan: “…”

"You are so destined to be together and like each other. What should you not discuss and resolve? Don't say those angry words anymore! Sad feelings!" Huang Baochuan advised again.

Xia Anan peeked out of the crack in the curtains and happened to see his silhouette. He was calm and cold. The pedestrians on the road avoided him when they saw him because he looked too outstanding and couldn't help but secretly look at him...

"What's wrong with him going to the Qi Prince's Mansion?" Xia Anan asked.

Huang Baochuan smiled and hugged her arm: "Don't you really think he has something to go to the Qi Palace, right? Isn't it for you?"

Xia Anan's mouth tugged.

...

The Eighth Highness was appointed King of Qi, and moved out of the palace four years ago to establish his own palace.

When he arrived at the door, he saw a middle-aged eunuch waiting for the door. Lu Zhuo dismounted and greeted him, calling him: General Manager Jin.

"What are you doing at the door?" Lu Zhuo asked.

General Manager Jin raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness asked me to wait here for Miss An'an and Miss Huang. Why did Lu Qianhu come too?"

Lu Zhuo smiled: "An An was afraid of life, so she insisted on letting me come together. I just took a break today, so I will accompany her."

Xia Anan glanced at Lu Zhuo, and when he met him, he looked at her, his eyes very doting.

Pretend to be real...

After entering, the Eighth Highness was also a little surprised to see Lu Zhuo.

Lu Zhuo also said that Xia Anan was afraid of life.

Zhu Hui smiled and said, "I see An An is very generous. He doesn't see stage fright in front of my father. How could he be afraid of me? You want to come with him, right? Is it An An?"

Xia Anan smiled awkwardly: "I'm just pretending to be calm, but I'm really afraid of being angry."

"Ha!" The Eighth Highness smiled.

Huang Baochuan said: "Your Highness, I brought the embroidery lady. Who wants to make clothes?"

Zhu Hui asked General Manager Jin to take the embroiderers to go, and then hello them to sit in the octagonal pavilion and serve refreshments.
Chapter completed!