charms.He only pitied Tong Yimo, he only loved Tong Yimo.Tong Yimo was everything to Leng Yesen.Su Manxue could see clearly and understand in her heart. It was she who took over Yimo's identity and s...Cold Yanchen was directly stunned by Qin Nianxia's words.

The brain froze for a moment.

The amount of information in her words was overwhelming, leaving him feeling like he was dreaming!

But he quickly reacted, sprang up, and excitedly lifted Qin Nianxia's body from the sofa.

Qin Nianxia was startled by Leng Yanchen's actions.

She hurriedly raised her hands, hooking them around his neck, and stared at him with a bewildered expression.

His handsome face was lit up with a smile brighter than the sun.

"What are you afraid of" Leng Yanchen raised an eyebrow and said.

Qin Nianxia was suddenly at a loss.

"I don't like you anyway!" he retorted.

Qin Nianxia's face froze. Although she had long stopped expecting his affection, hearing him say he didn't like her still brought a feeling of emptiness and heartache.

Just as she lowered her eyes, lost in sorrow, his magnetically pleasing voice once again rang in her ear: "I love you."

Qin Nianxia was stunned, her mind reeling. She looked up in disbelief, meeting Leng Yanchen's gaze.

His gaze was sincere and passionate, not like someone who was lying.

"I love you." he said again.

Qin Nianxia began to doubt if she was hallucinating because of excessive sadness. How could this be so unreal

"I've only ever loved you." Leng Yanchen vowed.

Qin Nianxia came to her senses and stammered, "You, you...don't love the prince, do you"

"These pink roses are for you. You and Shang Lu are getting too close, I'm jealous." Leng Yanchen replied seriously.

Qin Nianxia immediately patted Leng Yanchen's shoulder upon hearing this and cried out, "Then quickly put me down!"

"What's wrong" Leng Yanchen looked puzzled.

"Let me down!" Qin Nianxia urged.

Cold Yanchen had no choice but to put her down.

Who knew, the moment he put her down, she vanished like a little deer.

Not long after, when she returned, she was carrying in her arms a vase of unfading pink roses.

"I really like this flower!" Qin Nianxia smelled the pink rose, which still held its fragrance, and happily walked to Leng Yanchen's side.

"You just..." Leng Yanchen looked at Qin Nianxia in surprise.

Qin Nianxia said unabashedly, "Go to the lord's room and bring back my pink roses!"

Suddenly, Leng Yanchen couldn't help but chuckle and reached out to gently ruffle Qin Nianxia's head: "If you like it, I'll have people build a rose garden for you on this island."

"Then let's build a swing in the garden," Qin Nianxia said with longing.

Cold Yanchen smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll satisfy all your wishes."

Outside the door, Yan Shanglu sat in his wheelchair, listening clearly to their conversation.

Just now, Qin Nianxia knocked on his door and asked if she could have the bottle of pink roses in his room. He didn't think much and agreed.

He made her go into the house and get it herself. After she got it, she curtsied to him in thanks and left happily.

He was curious what she wanted to do with the pink roses, so he followed her. Unexpectedly...

At that moment, Leng Yanchen's handsome face gradually lost its smile, and he motioned to Qin Nianxia with a shushing gesture.

Qin Nianxia immediately obediently covered her mouth.

Leng Yanchen walked alone towards the door.

Stepping out the door, he only saw Yan Shanglu already facing away from him, sitting in a wheelchair rolling towards that side of the room.

Looking at Yan Shanglu's back, Leng Yanchen suddenly thought of something and immediately chased after him.

"Shang Lu, I have something to ask you."

Behind him came Leng Yanchen's voice. Yan Shanglu stopped the wheelchair and turned around, looking up at Leng Yanchen, his face expressionless: "What do you want to say"

"Go to your room and talk." Leng Yanchen walked behind Yan Shanglu, pushing his wheelchair while walking towards his room.

When they reached Yan Shanglu's room, Leng Yanchen shut the door and got straight to the point: "Before things went wrong, were you planning or preparing to do something"

"Yes, before I had my accident, I did indeed intend to do something." Yan Shanglu said indifferently, then suddenly sneered, "If that thing had been done, now, it wouldn't be your turn to fight me for Xiaxia."

"What are you going to do" Leng Yanchen frowned, questioning.

Yan Shanglu sneered: “What else could it be It's naturally a ‘marriage decree’ requested from my father.”

"You must order your father to arrange a marriage alliance with the Mu family. The bride will be..."

"Yes, it's Xia Xia." Yan Shanglu cut off Leng Yanchen's words directly.

Cold Yanchen finally understood, and finally figured out what the point of conflict was between Hei Zhu and Yan Shang Lu.

"Asheng, I will not give up on Xiaxia." Yan Shanglu declared solemnly.

Leng Yanchen ignored him, instead turning around and pulling open the door to walk out.

He went to his study, sat down at his desk, and after finishing the phone call about the rose garden construction, he opened his notebook.

Looking at the two characters "Black Master" on the textbook, Leng Yanchen fell into deep thought.

The Black Master didn't want the lives of those admirers, but rather to turn them into cripples one by one so that they wouldn't be worthy of Qin Nianxia.

Although so, the Black Lord's influence should have already penetrated deeply into the inner circles of the Yan Kingdom before this.

They have been lying low and haven't made any major moves.

And the marriage edict that Yan Shang Lu requested from the king became the fuse for Hei Zhu's invasion of the Yan Kingdom's royal court.

After all, once the engagement decree is issued, the Mu family will surely honor it.

Just at that moment, the phone he had just placed on the table suddenly vibrated, interrupting his thoughts.

Seeing no notes on the caller ID, Leng Yanchen glanced at the phone number and immediately knew who it was.

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