422 Chapter 422 was fine

As she got closer, Zhao Siqing seemed to be able to feel the slightly cold aura on his body. It carried a faint coolness and seemed somewhat familiar.

She gradually came back to her senses and turned her head to look at him. She slowly asked, "is... what happened to NA LAN true? "

Her voice was somewhat low and hoarse, so much so that even Zhao Siqing herself found it a little unfamiliar.

Seeing her mention Na Lan, the man's gaze turned a little colder. He pursed his lips slightly and did not make a sound.

Her eyes were red as she looked at him. She chuckled and said, "did you already know? "

The man looked at her pale face and was silent for a few seconds before he slowly said, "yes. "

Zhao Siqing laughed softly. Her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and even her chest seemed to be filled with an indescribable sorrow. It was so stifling that she almost could not breathe. "How long do you plan to hide it from me? "

The man looked at her and did not say anything.

Zhao Siqing smiled, her eyelashes stained with tears. "You didn't expect me to know so quickly, did you? How long do you think you can hide it from me? "

After she said that, she lowered her eyes and turned around to walk towards the bedroom.

The man reached out to pull her back, as if he wanted to say something.

However, she pushed him away and took a few steps back. "Don't touch me, you lunatic! "

Hearing this, the man's face gradually darkened, and his eyes turned malicious as well. He pursed his lips slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he lowered his eyes and said, "I'll ask the maid to send the food over to you in a while. "

A Hint of mockery flashed across Zhao Siqing's eyes, but she did not say anything.

Was there still a need to eat?

What was the point of her living like this... ...

After Zhao Siqing returned to the bedroom, she locked the door tightly.

When she thought of Nalan Yanran, tears uncontrollably rolled down her face. They were sparkling and translucent, like pearls that had been broken.

Huo Jingchen did not stay by her side for long before he saw her start to sob softly. He immediately furrowed his brows and called out to her in a low voice.

"Qingqing... Wake Up. "

His voice was low and deep, but Zhao Siqing had fallen into a deep sleep because of her fever. She did not wake up for a long time.

Tears rolled down her face silently, and Huo Jingchen's heart tightened as well.

Zhao Siqing was still in a nightmare. She smashed everything in the bedroom into pieces. The exquisite decorations and porcelain pieces were scattered all over the floor. It was a scene of a wolf borrowing.

It was her.. It was all because of her.

Otherwise, Nalan Yanran wouldn't have... ...

"Zhao Siqing, I'll say it for the last time. Open the door. " The man's cold voice came from outside the door. He was issuing a final ultimatum.

Zhao Siqing cried as she sat in the middle of a scene of a wolf borrowing. There was no reaction.

It wasn't until the door was kicked open with a bang that the man walked in with a gloomy face.

Following the loud sound, Zhao Siqing suddenly woke up.

She raised her hand to touch her cheek. There was an ice-cold moisture on her cheek, making her a little dazed.

What happened to Nalan Yanran?

Why was she so angry.

Zhao Siqing cried until her head hurt even more. She opened her eyes in a daze. Her vision was a little blurry, but she still recognized the person in the blur.

She said softly, "Huo Jingchen. "

"Yes. "

Zhao Siqing looked at him. Her eyes were red, and her voice was a little choked up. "I think... I had a dream again. "

Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark, and his Adam's apple moved slightly. He said slowly, "I know. "

"I... Dreamed that Nalan Yanran... had an accident, " Zhao Siqing said softly. Her voice was low and hoarse, but she could not understand why she had such a strange dream ...

This time, there was even na Lan in the dream.

Seeing that she was in a daze, Huo Jingchen cut her hair and said in a low voice, "it's okay. "

Zhao Siqing's thoughts were a mess. She cried so hard that she could not open her eyes. Not long after, she closed them again.