Zi Zhu looked at Qiao Yiqing's excessive excitement and stepped forward to support her worriedly: "Miss, I'm sorry, Zi Zhu shouldn't say this. Don't be excited, don't be angry."

Qiao Yiqing felt a tingling pain in her heart. Although there was no memory in her mind, she would not forget the feelings in her heart.

She knocked Zi Zhu's hand off, calmed down her emotions, and her expression regained her indifference, and she slowly walked to the bedroom.

She needed a break, and she didn't want to recall the past.

Zizhu couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she looked at her like this. Then she pushed open the door and looked at the prince who was wet by the heavy rain outside, and shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Xuan Mingche stood straight outside, facing the pouring rain, and the bean-sized raindrops hit her body, slid down, soaking her already thin clothes.

The slaves and maids who saw this scene outside came forward one after another, trying to shelter him from the wind and rain, but were ruthlessly pushed away by Xuan Mingche.

"Just let me stand like this." The sentence was cold and resolute, and a bitter smell came into everyone's ears.

Xuan Mingche stubbornly refused to let anyone persuade him or help him. The slaves and maids could only stare at him in a hurry and watch his prince suffer from suffering from the rain.

Zi Zhu paced around the room worriedly, looking at Qiao Yiqing who was sleeping and closing her eyes without any reaction, and she was even more anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Several hours passed, heavy rain poured and endlessly, and the trend became more and more intense.

When it hit the ground, bursts of clear sound of water sounded. I don’t know how much force it caused to hit Xuan Mingche.

The people looked at Xuan Mingche who was wet into the rain, and their eyes were red and they quietly wiped their tears.

The prince was already wearing thin clothes, and now he was blown by the wind and rain. His body didn't know,,,,,,,

Everyone was worried, worried, and anxious, but no one dared to come forward to dissuade them.

Everyone knows the prince's temper.

I only hope that the princess can be merciful and understand the prince's suffering. For the prince's goodness, I forgive the prince.

A few more hours passed, and the depressed sky fell down darkly.

At night, the cold rain ruthlessly slapped Xuan Mingche's body. His straight body had already stiffened, and his handsome face was also stained with a hint of paleness.

The slaves and maids around have been dispersed by Xuan Mingche.

He was left alone standing outside Qiao Yiqing's room, quietly and piously—

He was arrogant and seemed to be able to accommodate only one person in his eyes - Qiao Yiqing!

Zi Zhu looked at Xuan Mingche who was motionless outside and was so moved that she was so anxious that she paced back and forth.

Xuan Mingche's pale face and stiff body looked in Zi Zhu's eyes, and his eyes turned red. He pinched his palms with heart-wrenching gritted for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked out with an umbrella.

"Prince, the lady forgot you and will not remember you for a while. Please wait patiently and take care of yourself." Zi Zhu held an umbrella for him with heartache and comforted him softly.

Xuan Mingche had a cold face, regardless of the blurred vision by the rain, and said firmly: "I have said that I will stand until she forgives me."

"Prince, don't you understand the lady's temper yet? How could she be soft-hearted? You should take care of yourself and not get sick. You still have the energy to ask her for forgiveness in the future. If you are sick, who will take care of my lady?"

Zizhu anxiously persuaded.

Xuan Mingche retorted coldly: "No, even if I save this life, I will stand until she comes out."

Zi Zhu sighed impatiently. She was helpless when facing the prince who was like a cow.

"It's time to drink medicine. Come and serve her to take medicine."

Zi Zhu was helpless. Looking at Xuan Mingche's embarrassed look, she did not forget to remind her to wait for the lady to take medicine, and a sour feeling surged on her nose.

"Yes!" Zi Zhu had nodded and went into the house.

The next morning, the rain continued as usual, Xuan Mingche stood as usual, and the people felt distressed as usual.

Only Qiao Yiqing woke up from her sleep and was served by Zizhu and got up.

Now her belly is getting bigger and bigger, and it is becoming more and more inconvenient to move.

Qiao Yiqing looked at Zizhu's red and swollen eyes and asked in confusion: "Zizhu, what's wrong with you? Is anyone bullying you?"

"Miss, go and see the prince. He has been wet for a day and a night." Zi Zhu choked up again when she said this, and her handsome smile was entangled in a ball.

Qiao Yiqing was shocked when she heard this, "What? He is still outside?"

Zi Zhu nodded pitifully: "Yes, I've been outside all the time, and I haven't even moved a single step."

Qiao Yiqing was a little surprised. She thought that Xuan Mingche was just on a whim and would retreat after standing outside for a few hours. Unexpectedly,,,,,,

"Miss, go and see him. He is so pitiful, so wet he was soaked-" Before Zi Zhu finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qiao Yiqing.

"Don't plead for him anymore. So what if I forgive him, I have no feelings for him and cannot live with him."

"Miss, even if you don't want to live with him, give him a clear answer. Don't let him suffer while standing there alone." Zi Zhu really couldn't bear to see that the two tortured each other.

Qiao Yiqing thought that this was the case, so she simply explained it to him at once so that he would not do anything crazy again.

After thinking for a while, she finally nodded: "Okay."

When Zizhu heard this, she was overjoyed and immediately pulled her to the door and hurriedly pushed open the door-

Xuan Mingche stood in the heavy rain, his vision was blurred, but when he saw the familiar figure, his expression finally changed.

"Qingqing--" He called out softly, his voice with confirmation and surprise. He was afraid that there would be a dream in front of him, so he would be awakened if he said loudly.

Qiao Yiqing looked straight at Xuan Mingche in the rain, her eyes locked on the handsome face wet by the rain, and a long-lost excitement and heartache aroused in her heart, and her heart beat irregularly.

Why do I feel this familiar feeling? It seems like I have experienced it before?

That rain, that person, that unforgettable expression flashed through Qiao Yiqing's mind.

Zi Zhu looked at Qiao Yiqing in a daze on the spot, and couldn't help but remind her, "Miss, Miss--"

Qiao Yiqing came back to her senses and looked at Xuan Mingche with her eyes straight. After a long time, she spoke: "You - go back--"

When Xuan Mingche heard this, he was reluctant to give up easily: "Qingqing, have you forgiven me?"

"Actually, there is no problem of unforgivable between us. I can pretend that nothing happened before, but please don't disturb my life."

When Xuan Mingche heard this, he felt like a head of ice water pouring down, hitting his body and mind hard.

"Qingqing, you still haven't forgiven me."

"Whatever you think, no matter what, I won't be with you." Qiao Yiqing explained the meaning directly.

Xuan Mingche took a deep breath in pain: "Qingqing, I can wait for you to accept me again, but the premise is that you want me to get close--"
Chapter completed!