Substitute Wife: The Mysterious Emperor and Young Master Loves Deeply

Before Shang Jiachen could speak, Chu Qianmo's low sobs had already been heard.

Ai Ai's voice made the two men standing in the study startled.

Chu Qianmo tightly covered her face, her crying was very small at first, but gradually she became more and more compassionate:
"Brother...can...can you let him go? I...I don't want to check, I just want to...well...quiet...sleep..."

Chu Qianmo made a sound intermittently.

She must do her best to prevent Dai You from doing this. Once Dai You really takes her blood sample, if he wants to investigate, it is very likely that he will compare it with Chu Qianmo's previous blood sample in the laboratory. , I am afraid that all previous efforts will be for naught.

Chu Qianmo's revenge plan has just begun, and seeing that everything is going according to her expectations, she can't let Dai You destroy all her plans, absolutely not.

Chu Qianmo's pleading voice was accompanied by a cry of pity, resounding throughout the study room. The window of the study room was half open, and the rustling sound of the bamboo forest being blown by the violent wind and rain echoed her sobs from a distance, making this woman curled up on the sofa helpless The helpless little creature is getting more and more pitiful...

Shang Jiachen thought that what she experienced tonight was indeed an irreversible nightmare, and it was normal for her to have an emotional overreaction at the moment.

His compassion was once again strong, so he shook his head at Dai You:
"Forget it, let her adjust her mentality first, you should go back and rest early—"

"it is good."

Dai You quietly stared at Chu Qianmo, who was almost shrunk into a circle, with an imperceptible depth in his eyes.

However, he didn't say anything, silently followed Shang Jiachen's instructions, and left the study with the medicine box on his back. The door was closed, and the sound of Dai You's footsteps gradually disappeared.

Chu Qianmo was still shrunk, tonight's performance almost emptied her soul.

Although she was not violated, she was covered in cold sweat because of the excessive tension just now, and her body seemed to have been fermented, revealing a huge emptiness.

A big warm hand approached her neck, and with his soft fingertips, he rubbed Chu Qianmo's neck just right.

Feeling this warmth, Chu Qianmo raised her head, the hair on her forehead was sticky to her face with cold sweat and tears, her pretty little face was blue and white in the light, and her long eyelashes fluttered uneasily Then, in the dazzling light, she slowly opened her eyes, bit her lips and shouted uneasily:
"elder brother……"

"I'm here, don't worry, what happened tonight, I will definitely find the real culprit behind the scenes and avenge you—"

Shang Jiachen made a promise softly.

He stretched out his hand to put her forehead hair sticking to her face and put it behind her ears, his voice and eyes were full of tenderness.

This gentleness is very much like before...

Chu Qianmo was in a turbulent mood for a while, so he just took advantage of the situation, threw himself into Shang Jiachen's arms, and hooked Shang Jiachen's neck.

Shang Jiachen's body froze for a moment, he didn't notice the sneer on Chu Qianmo's face at this time, but he smelled the unique fragrance of Chu Qianmo's body.

The scent of Chinese herbal medicine that Chu Qianmo had just bathed in mixed with her body fragrance to form a unique fragrance, which was actually very similar to the fragrance of Chu Qianmo's body in the past.

Shang Jiachen pushed her away reflexively.

His eyes were piercing, his long hands suddenly strangled her throat, and his voice was cold:

"You... who are you?"

Chu Qianmo was caught off guard by Shang Jiachen again, her heart trembled violently, her fingers clenched tightly, and her eyes were terrified:
"Brother, you... what are you doing? I... I'm Xia Yimo——"

Chu Qianmo opened his mouth with difficulty, not knowing exactly what made Shang Jiachen feel that something was wrong.

A gust of cold wind came in through the half-open window, Shang Jiachen shivered slightly, and the coldness in his eyes gradually faded.

He quickly let go of his hand, looked at the weak and boneless elementary school girl in front of him, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, mocking himself for being too weak...

She had died a long time ago. When he rushed to the beach, her bones had already been submerged in the vast sea. He even had a video of the moment she was thrown into the sea in his hand. She was truly dead. , it is impossible to appear again...

Shang Jiachen looked at his face slightly, lowered his eyes, and after a few invisible ups and downs, his heart subsided again.

"It's getting late, I'll ask Aunt Wang to take you to sleep in the room—"

After giving a faint order, he stood up and walked out of the study with a slender and straight figure.

Aunt Wang walked in quickly, and stood respectfully at the door with her hands down:
"Miss Xia, please follow me—"

Chu Qianmo nodded, she stood up from the sofa, and followed Aunt Wang out silently.

Aunt Wang did not take her back to her previous bedroom this time, but took her to a guest room on the right side of the first floor of the villa.

When Chu Qianmo walked through the hall, he caught sight of the tall and lonely figure by the window from the corner of his eye.

Shang Jiachen was holding a glass of high-strength whiskey, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed a big gulp of spirits into his stomach. While his stomach was burning hot from choking, his eye sockets were also slightly sore, and he secretly looked at the sky... Another electric Lightning and thunder, this damn night, why is it always so dark?
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Frequent acting is indeed too brain-intensive, and it is too much a test of acting skills.

Chu Qianmo, who was finally able to climb onto the big soft bed, quickly fell asleep with the pillow in his arms.

Everything she was familiar with in Qionghua Villa finally made her feel a long-lost sense of solidity.This time, she slept very peacefully.

The next morning.

When Chu Qianmo was still asleep, he was awakened by a soft call in his ear:

"Miss Xia, it's time to get up, the sun is drying your butt—"

When Chu Qianmo, who was sleepy, heard Aunt Wang's soft call, she sat up in front of the bed like a conditioned reflex, swayed three times on the left and stretched three times on the right, and then sweetly Sweetly said to Aunt Wang habitually:
"Morning, Aunt Wang, what's delicious this morning?"

The moment these words came out of his mouth, Chu Qianmo realized that his current identity was Xia Yimo.

The signature moves and habitual questioning just now were what she would do to Aunt Wang every morning when Aunt Wang called her to wake up, but just now, because of drowsiness, she habitually did the same thing as before. actions, and uttered the same words as before...

For a moment, Aunt Wang opened her mouth wide, and the pillow she was holding fell down in response, and she was completely petrified on the spot.

"Miss Xia, you...you..."

Aunt Wang stood there in a daze, and couldn't help faltering.

In a trance, she seemed to suddenly see the former eldest lady, which made her feel unbelievable...

Since the eldest lady and Shang Jiachen got married, the eldest lady never let her go near her bedroom, and she didn't need her to wake her up, so Aunt Wang hadn't seen this feeling for a long time.

Chu Qianmo's eyebrows twitched heavily, and the feeling of panic and confusion circled repeatedly in his heart.

Seeing that she had revealed herself in front of Aunt Wang, she secretly felt bad, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and a little bit of cold sweat broke out on her forehead...