C245 lack of appetite

Qi He was brought back to the imperial capital by Prince Ying. He took good care of Qi He. Due to the fear in his heart, Chen Xiao didn't dare to face Qi He.

Chen Lin had recently discovered that something was wrong with his son. Ever since he came back from Mount Shu, this little fellow seemed to have changed and was not interested in anything. The lively and cheerful him from before was now a quiet and worrisome person.

In order to please his son, Chen Lin had bought him a candied fruit.

"Chen Xiao, come. Let's see what this is. This is your favorite candied fruit, do you want to eat it? "

Chen Xiao shook his head in despair. "No appetite."

He heard that his godfather had died just like that. Everything happened so quickly, leaving no chance for him to recover.

If someone had to take responsibility for the whole thing, it was him, and it wouldn't have happened if he hadn't lured his godfather into drinking.

He had been living in fear of encountering a ghost, afraid that his godfather would come find him for revenge. He was only a ten-year-old child, and his mental defenses were not that strong, so he could not pretend that nothing had happened.

"Child, what happened to you? Or is that too much of a blow to you? "

With Mount Shu being accompanied by Chen Xiao, he was well aware of everything that had happened. It was no wonder that he had experienced all of this at such a young age. The shadow that had been cast over his heart was unavoidable.

Upon hearing the words "that incident", Chen Xiao's pupils dilated and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

There were several times that he wanted to make the whole story public, but every time he saw Prince Ying's sad face and his own father's expectations for him, he was unable to speak.

He could only escape countless times.

At this moment, Chen Lin saw a guest walk in from nearby and hurriedly went to greet him.

"Greetings, young prince."

The person who had come was Zhao Ping. He looked very haggard.

"Is Qi He in the mansion?" He didn't waste any more words and went straight to the point.

When he heard that something big had happened to Qi He, he had wanted to visit her for a long time, but he was too ill to get out of bed. Now that he was feeling a little better, he came to visit and comfort her.

"Yes, the princess is resting at Plum Garden. This lowly one will bring you there now." Chen Lin's attitude was very respectful.

Zhao Ping waved his hand. "There's no need to trouble you. I can go by myself."

After all, there was a child here that needed the care of an adult.

"Alright then." Chen Lin looked at Chen Xiao with worry. Looking at the loneliness on his face, he knew that this was not something a naive and innocent child should have.

Zhao Ping walked slowly to the Plum Garden. When he entered the room, he saw Qi He sitting on the bed. His eyes were lifeless as they rested on a certain spot.

"Cough, cough, cough …" He tried to keep the coughing from disturbing her, but it brought her back to her senses.

"You're here …" Vi and Vishnu laughed.

"Actually, you don't have to force out a smile. I will only feel worse after seeing it." Zhao Ping sat on the edge of the bed, letting her head rest against his shoulder.

The two of them had never been so close, and their hearts were much closer than before.

"Father always tried to make me happy, but I just couldn't laugh." This time, Zhao Ping had come. As a friend, she could not put on a bitter face, but it was still wrong.

It was wrong to laugh or not, living was so difficult.

"Prince Fu only wants to make you feel better." Pitiful parents, daughter being insulted, who could be more heartbroken than a parent?

"I understand." Wei He's tears fell.

She had originally thought that apart from his father and master, there would be no one else who would care about her. However, she had left out him. Zhao Ping, who she had grown up with, was her best friend.

"Cough, cough, cough …" Zhao Ping covered his nose and coughed.

After Gollum left, he could not find her. He did not know if she was still alive or not. If she was still alive, then it would be his fault. He should not have taken her away from the Scarlet Mountain Range and caused such a disaster.

As his worry for her deepened, his body grew worse and worse. He looked for the imperial physician, who said this was a heart disease. Medicinal herbs could only alleviate the symptoms of the body. What he really needed to treat was the heart.

"What is it? "Are you not feeling well?" Qi He asked, looking up, his head still resting on his shoulder.

Zhaoping gave her a reassuring smile. "It's nothing. I just got sick a few days ago and haven't fully recovered yet. I'll be fine in a few days."

She was in such a position herself that he really didn't want her to worry about him.

"Why don't you come see me after you've recovered. I'm afraid you'll …" They were both physically and mentally exhausted. They comforted each other, gave each other warmth and care.

Zhaoping's eyes rested casually on a vase. "No problem."

With such a big thing happening to Qi He, if he kept delaying, he would definitely feel guilty.

"I heard that the Holy Maiden loiters in front of your residence every day. Are you truly unwilling to forgive her?" Qi He asked.

In this world, there were many infatuated people, but not every affection could be repaid.

He was a good example.

Zhao Ping sighed, "No matter how much he forgives or doesn't forgive, even if she didn't save Gollum, I can't blame her for it, because saving Gollum is her own decision. I can only say that I don't understand her heart of stone."

Fairy, what a good name, how pure and kind she would be if her name were the same, but it was a pity that she had sacrificed Gollum to love herself, the pitiful gurgle, the helpless gurgle, the lost gurgle, or perhaps, the dead gurgle.

"Every relationship will suffer." Sighs and Sighs.

Originally, the pair she envied the most were her royal uncle and aunt, and they loved each other that much. His royal uncle was the majestic ruler of a nation, and for the sake of his imperial aunt leaving the imperial harem, he had specially pampered her. Although this kind of monogamy was common in hundreds of families, it was very rare for his royal uncle to have it.

As for his imperial aunt, she was a virtuous and dignified young lady who worked hard to help his uncle share her worries. She was the descendant of the next generation.

But sadly, they didn't know where their royal uncle and aunt were or if they were unharmed. It was truly strange, as if they had vanished from the face of the earth.

Even though there was a Holy Maiden in the imperial court, the kingdom could not be left without a ruler for a single day. After all, this was still a big matter.

"Qi He, if I were to marry you, would you be willing?" After a long silence, Zhao Ping uttered these words, causing Wei He who was standing at the side to be stunned.

The reason he made this decision was not because of a moment of impulse, but because he had been thinking about it for a very long time.

Qi He regained his senses, and tried to smile, "Are you pitying me?"

With her current ruined appearance, there was probably no one who would dare to take her. Even if she were to marry her back home, if she were lucky enough to marry her, she would definitely be looked down upon by her husband.

Currently, there were people discussing in hushed tones within the manor. Only under the dignity of the manor did they dare to brazenly speak out, not to mention the outside world.