The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Zhan Xijue opened his red-hot eyes and looked at her, "What you mean is that I am willing to have this high fever?"

"Then why don't you take your medicine?"

"I hate swallowing pills since I was a child!"

An Xiaoqi endured it, and said calmly: "Then infusion, the effect of infusion will be faster."

"I'm afraid of needles!"

An Xiaoqi's eyes widened angrily, and she was speechless.

"... What's the problem with this? Do men have to not be afraid of injections and medicine?"

An Xiaoqi was quiet for a while, then suddenly said:
"Zhan Xijue, my plane tomorrow morning will fly to the James family in Western Europe. My father personally sent a special plane to pick me up. This was planned half a month ago, so tonight is the last time I will take care of you."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the ward.

Because of her words, Zhan Xijue felt that his behavior was like a mentally weak idiot, embarrassing and pathetic.

He wanted to slap himself, how could he do such a stupid act!

Of course, it was more... the pain that he forcibly ignored.

He should have seen her through, she was a selfish and ruthless woman from beginning to end.

In fact, what Zhan Xijue didn't know was that during the half a month that An Xiaoqi was working as a nurse for him, Zhan Xiuyuan called An Xiaoqi almost every day, and he almost told her to get out!
Fever is actually very uncomfortable, the whole body is sore and weak, the throat is dry and even painful, not to mention the head, and the drowsiness is even more uncomfortable.

As a result, Zhan Xijue was very uncomfortable, suffering mentally and physically.

He looked at the ceiling above his head, at the gradually mottled light, as if something was falling in his heart,

He kept falling but never found a landing point. This feeling of being close to panic made him uneasy, restless, and heartbroken... and finally returned to calm.

He took the medicine calmly and was also put on the water.

When An Xiaoqi came back with dinner, she was actually a little surprised to see him closing his eyes and recuperating, receiving the infusion.

As soon as he entered the door, the man opened his eyes, his face was very cold, close to the kind of indifferent.

An Xiaoqi obviously felt that he had returned to the cold blood in his bones after her miscarriage.

After calmly suppressing the strong discomfort in her heart, she put the prepared dinner on the table one by one.

After setting the tableware, she walked to his hospital bed, "Dinner is ready, will you eat by yourself, or should I serve you?"

Zhan Xijue: "You go."

An Xiaoqi was startled for a moment, then said: "Okay."

When she said this, her eyes were rarely focused and serious on him recently.

She looked at him very seriously, as if she met him for the last time in this life, and also said goodbye for the last time.

Clear and thick black eyebrows, a straight and straight nose, sexy and cool lips, and those deep and sparkling peach blossom eyes, the bottom of those eyes is bottomless black and a world that she can no longer blend into.

She felt that her eyes were a little sour, so she immediately looked away from him, and then turned around.

When she took the first step, a man's ruthless voice sounded behind her:

"Never come back." After a pause, his voice was hoarse, "Forever."

An Xiaoqi was startled fiercely, and after a while, she replied calmly: "Unless it is necessary, Yongsheng will not step into the empire."

After leaving this sentence, she hurriedly left the ward.

She didn't take away any of the daily necessities that accompanied her bed in the hospital these days, including her change of clothes.

Zhan Xijue lay silently on the hospital bed for a while, and for some unknown motive, he finally pulled out the infusion needle and got off the bed.

His pace was a bit chaotic, he rushed to the door of the ward, and stopped abruptly.

He rested his head on the door panel, and after calming down like this, he turned and walked to the French windows.

He looked at the dimly lit night outside the window, looking for the familiar shadow in the dark night.

The sky was too dark, the floor was too high, and his vision was too blurred. He tried his best, but he couldn't see the shadow he wanted to see.

His heart sank into the dust, silent and withered.

He forced his gaze back, looked away from the window, and turned around.

He looked at...the dinner was still steaming on the dining table.

The combination of meat and vegetables, the color is very good, and it looks very homely.

But, he knows that these days, he has three meals a day, and she cooks every meal by herself.

Even though her cooking skills are not good, he feels that the delicious food in the world is nothing more than that.

……

**
It rained the next day, the autumn rain was like silk, and the autumn wind was chilly.

An Xiaoqi was wrapped in a thin windbreaker, looking at the man who came to the airport to see her off and...the child who was held by the man's hand.

She has unspeakable feelings for this city.

It is a revisit of the old place, and it is also a parting of life and death.

An Xiaoqi's eyes were a little sour, but no tears came out in the end.

She said to the tall man holding the child's little hand, "Master, when I settle down in the James family, take Yunlan over."

Xia Huaishang couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Even though he was reluctant to let her go, even though he was affectionate and righteous, even though he was pure-hearted, he never got any love back from her.

Just suddenly, he seemed to be relieved after the pain was unbearable.

There was a lazy smile on the corner of his lips, and his calm tone was full of affection:

"Take good care of yourself. At the end of the year, I will send Yunlan to you." If by the end of the year, you still haven't recovered from the pain of your injury, I will tell you the child's life experience...

If someone must compromise to be happy, let him compromise.

Of course, looking at it now, even if he compromises, she may not be able to get what she wants, but at least she has the right to know the child's life experience, isn't she?
The moment the plane broke through the clouds, An Xiaoqi still cried.

She finally left everything behind, the person she loved the most, and the hatred for the grievances in her previous life.

No matter how painful it is, life has to look forward.

All new beginnings are difficult.

This was probably the longest and most painful time in her life since her rebirth.

The James family is far bigger than she imagined, the clan relationship is intricate, and the internal conflicts are far more intense than she saw.

She thought that after her mother Xia Yun was brought back to the family by James, at least James put Xia Yun first as his wife.

In fact, everything is just what she thought.

Xia Yun was just raised by James in a manor with an extremely beautiful environment. The manor was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Even in winter, it was still surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by flowers and trees, like a fairyland on earth.

Her mother became James' lover, and she became James' illegitimate daughter.

She, the illegitimate daughter favored by James, became a thorn in the flesh of the James family.

From time to time, Mrs. James would come to trouble their mother and daughter, and from time to time, other children of the James family would come to make trouble.

Fortunately, James has a high position and authority, and Mrs. James is afraid of his majesty and fear of being divorced, so she is not so rampant.

Life is not so difficult.

Just like this, one day after the James family lived safely for two months, An Xiaoqi was lying on the sofa in the living room watching a certain news from a domestic channel, and fell off the sofa because of a lot of stimulation. Just passed out.

The headline of that piece of news was: [Shengjing Yan Family Yan Jiuye Air Crash, Mrs. Yan gave birth prematurely due to stimulation...]

After An Xiaoqi woke up, her mind was still stuck on the news.

Yanxijing Air Crash?
Yan Xijing just disappeared?

Then sister Mo Nian, how should she live?
She was born prematurely?
how is the child
……

An Xiaoqi lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, before her feet landed on the ground smoothly, a thick bass came down from above her head.

"you're awake?"

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi realized that besides James standing in front of her bed, there was Xia Yun in her room.

The man's blue eyes looked at her face with some confusion, "You...are pregnant."

An Xiaoqi was stunned.

"It's been three months, twins."

An Xiaoqi didn't know what mood she was in, she felt that God had played a big joke on her, tears came rushing down her face.

She covered her face and wept bitterly, her heart was full of tenderness, and she was extremely agitated.

After James waited for her to cry enough and her emotions gradually calmed down, she said calmly:
"At the beginning, you and that kid surnamed Zhan couldn't get together because you couldn't have children.

Now the person surnamed Zhan has remarried and married a wife, and it is rumored that his wife will give birth in the next year,
No matter you have no more love for him or you have an unforgettable old love, your current situation is not suitable to go to him again.

However, if you want to give birth to this pair of children, I, as a father, will fully support it.
That's what I mean, and so is your mother's opinion. "

This was probably the first time An Xiaoqi felt that James was actually a good father.

She raised her head, looked at his handsome face with extremely handsome features, thought for a while, and said, "I... want to live."

James raised his hand and rubbed the top of her black soft hair. After a moment of silence, he said, "Silly boy, you have to know that you will work hard, huh?"

An Xiaoqi's eye circles were a little wet, she bit her lip, "I'll give it my all."

James sighed slightly, "Why? Is he reluctant to bear the child, or is it just because the child belongs to that man?"

An Xiaoqi smiled and said:

"A child is the best gift God gave me. I have lost it once, and I don't want to miss it again."

paused,
"Just like my mother back then, she obviously didn't love you, but she still tried her best to give birth to me and raise me up,
I think she felt the same way.A person is too lonely, and life is always better if there is something to look forward to. "

Xia Yun's mood is complicated, she is someone who has experienced it, she has loved, hated, possessed, and lost, and now she seems to be relieved, but she still feels that there will be regrets...

However, she has never regretted giving birth to An Xiaoqi, the only existence who shared her heartbeat with her.

At this moment, she walked to the hospital bed and held An Xiaoqi's hand, "Xiaoqi..."

Her voice was a little choked, "I'm sorry."

Her sorry came a little suddenly.

An Xiaoqi was a little taken aback, her eyes moved slightly, "Mom, why...why do you want to apologize to me?"

After thinking about it, Xia Yun told An Xiaoqi about Xia Yunlan's real identity:
"Don't hate mom, mom thought it was all for your own good, but mom didn't expect that things would turn out like this."

An Xiaoqi's heart sank, and her face also paled.

She... seems not as hard to accept this truth as she thought, but also not as relieved as she thought.

She lowered her head and remained silent for a long time, then raised her head and said to Xia Yun:

"There are no parents who are not right...so be it." After a pause, "I want to be alone."

Xia Yun felt uncomfortable in her heart. When she still wanted to say something to An Xiaoqi, James held her half in his arms, tilted his head and coaxed her in her ear:

"As she grows up, many things need to be handled by herself. Whether it is external pressure or her psychology, what can really make her strong is that she is strong enough herself."

Xia Yun wiped away her tears, before leaving with James, she said to An Xiaoqi:

"That good friend of yours, Ms. Mo, gave birth to a healthy boy, and the mother and baby are safe. But unfortunately, Yan Xijing's body was not recovered, I'm afraid it's just a bad luck."

This news reminded An Xiaoqi of An Ge's car accident half a year ago.

Her body was not recovered either.

An Xiaoqi hopes that whether it is An Ge or Yan Xijing, they will be as lucky as her, but they are both missing but still alive.

Life is full of hope because of these two little lives that came suddenly.

An Xiaoqi is immersed in the joy of being a new mother every day. She does prenatal education on time, eats on time, eats fruits on time, and does exercise on time...

She is full every day, and she has no time to think about the city that is far away from her and the man who has been away from her life for a long time.

……

Until, in the early spring of the next year, when she entered the second and late stages of pregnancy, she had a big belly, and it was really hard work, and she could only move around in the manor every day.

That day, after taking a walk, she picked a bouquet of flowers in the garden and returned to her room. She trimmed the flower branches with scissors and listened to the news broadcast on the TV.

She has learned a lot recently, such as flower arrangement, which is something she is very passionate about recently.

She put the pruned flowers into a vase and looked out of the bright and clean window, the sky was full of rays of light, and she lazily had the illusion that time had passed, as if everything in front of her was so unreal.

I don't know which international channel is on the TV, and it speaks foreign languages ​​and Mandarin at the same time.

She placed the inserted vase on the dressing table on the balcony, her rosy face was bathed in the bright sunset, and the Mandarin on the TV was heard by her ears.

"International news, Zhan Xijue, the heir of the Zhan clan of the Empire, was blessed with a son at two o'clock in the morning this morning. It is rumored that a century-old hundred-day banquet will be held for this little son on Coral Island..."

People are extremely keen to capture information that is inherently sensitive.

An Xiaoqi looked away leisurely from the window, and when she turned to watch TV, the news was no longer there.

She was stunned for a long time, until her vision became blurred, and she was surprised that her face was covered with water.

It turned out that they had really separated.

It turned out that he really no longer belonged to her.

Her hand was pierced by scissors at some point, and the blood dripped onto her snow-white skirt.

Behind her is the beautiful sunset. In the luxurious and clean western-style castle, her figure is like a slow motion in a nostalgic movie. Every frame is so lonely that even the gorgeous sunset cannot break it.

[Let's go. 】

【Never want to come back. 】

【forever. 】

【An Xiaoqi, we are completely finished. 】

……

For a long time after this incident, An Xiaoqi broke the habit of watching the news.

She began to become more busy, busy waiting for the arrival of the new life, until the amniotic water broke that day, she was wheeled into the delivery room.

Because An Xiaoqi insisted on giving birth by herself, the labor process became extremely painful.

After two days and one night of pain, Gongkou opened three fingers.

At that time, she was in pain as if she was about to break in two, she gritted her teeth, sweat drenched her clothes and hair,
She was so tired that she seemed to have no strength, but she was clearly sober, so conscious that her child was coming, and so conscious of the endless pain that the child brought her before it arrived.

At that time, when she was in so much pain that she couldn't help herself, she thought inexplicably, what was the child's father doing?

In the distant empire, is he accompanying his wife or his child?

In fact, when An Xiaoqi was suffering, Zhan Xijue neither accompanied his wife nor his children.

He accompanied the critically ill Zhan Xiuyuan in the hospital.

No one expected that Zhan Xiuyuan survived the severe winter, and when the early summer came, his life burned to the end.

Before he died, even the wrinkles on his face became smoother than before, and his face even looked rosy.

He took Zhan Xijue's hand, and said many words from the heart, half of which was entrusting him with a heavy responsibility, and half of which was an apology he hadn't expressed in this year.

He said a lot of apologetic words, but Zhan Xijue just listened silently without giving any response.

Zhan Xiuyuan thought, Zhan Xijue probably would never forgive him for forcing An Xiaoqi away.

There was moisture in his cloudy eyes, after a long sigh, he said to Zhan Xijue:

"Ask Nan Xiangjiao to report the child to me for a look. I'll take a look... When we get there, we can explain to the ancestors of the Zhan family."

Birth, old age, sickness and death, parting from love, long-term resentment, unable to ask, unable to let go.

Life is miserable!

Zhan Xijue has experienced it, and he can see it.

He didn't have too much emotional turmoil because of Zhan Xiuyuan's critical illness, but he would do his best to meet Zhan Xiuyuan's request.

After he said yes, he walked out of the room and said to Nan Xiangjiao, who was holding the child for several months, among the children of the Zhan family outside the door:

"Take the child in and show it to his grandpa, so that the old man can feel at ease."

Nan Xiangjiao nodded slightly, then walked in with the child in his arms.

Nan Xiangjiao's child is very well-behaved, with the same temper as hers, neither noisy nor noisy.

Zhan Xiuyuan leaned on the pillow behind him, and stretched out his hand to Nan Xiangjiao, "I... hug the child."

Nan Xiangjiao looked at him and smiled, just like her usual impression, a gentle smile.

But she did not give him the child.

The longer the time, the more stuffy Zhan Xiuyuan's breath became. He panted heavily, "My child..., I want to hug the child...cough..."

At this moment, Nan Xiangjiao pulled out a chair and sat on the edge of the bed with the child in her arms.

She said respectfully, "Old Zhan~"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xiuyuan's pupils suddenly widened, filled with inexplicable shock.

She called him Zhan Lao, not grandpa.

How could Zhan Xiuyuan not be surprised.

He was very surprised, because he didn't understand what Nan Xiangjiao was going to do.

Nan Xiangjiao's next words quickly gave him the answer.

"Old Zhan, there is an old saying that a person's words are good when he is about to die. This is for people who are about to die. Today's saying is also applicable to this occasion. I really don't want you to leave before your death. It's so muddled, it's not clear what to do..."

Zhan Xiuyuan's breathing became more and more congested, as if he couldn't catch his next breath, he would suffocate to death.

He asked with difficulty: "You... what do you mean?"

At this moment, Nan Xiangjiao pinched the child's little butt, and the little boy cried a few times.

Nan Xiangjiao pronounced the verdict on Zhan Xiuyuan amidst the child's sonorous cries: "My child... is not your Zhan family's seed!"

Zhan Xiuyuan's expression changed suddenly.

His breath was not smooth, and he felt that the oxygen around him became extremely thin.

He wanted to jump up and pinch Nan Xiangjiao's neck, questioning her... Whose child is the bastard in her arms?
He also wanted to call Zhan Xijue in, tell Zhan Xijue the truth, that the child was not his son, let him see Nan Xiangjiao's face clearly, and drive her out of Zhan's house...

However, he tried his best and couldn't even make a tune.

Nan Xiangjiao looked at Zhan Xiuyuan who was struggling in pain because of his anger, and his voice was still gentle and gentle:
"Don't be so angry, grandson's daughter-in-law hasn't finished speaking yet, you have to keep your breath and listen to what grandson's daughter-in-law has to say later."

At this moment, Zhan Xiuyuan spurted a thick blood from his mouth, and stared at Nan Xiangjiao with teary eyes,
Because of the heavy breathing, his chest rose and fell extremely violently.

Under his glaring eyes, Nan Xiangjiao said lightly:

"At the beginning, when you forced An Xiaoqi to break up with Zhan Xijue at all costs, the biggest reason was that she was infertile, but... did you know that her son Xia Yunlan actually belongs to Zhan Xijue."

As soon as these words came out, the pained expression on Zhan Xiuyuan's face could be said to be wonderful.

From his hatred for Nan Xiangjiao at the beginning, to his excitement when he heard that Xia Yunlan was a descendant of their Zhan clan, and at the end, when his pupils gradually began to loosen,

Holding his last breath, he still stared at Nan Xiangjiao.

He was waiting for Nan Xiangjiao to tell the reason.

But Nan Xiangjiao failed to fulfill his wish.

At this moment, she stood up with the child in her arms, and her eyes finally faded.

She looked at Zhan Xiuyuan, her voice was indifferent like never before:
"You want to know why? Sorry, I won't tell you."

Paused, sneered,
"You just need to know that the future young heir of the Zhan family you've been thinking about,
It is because of your indifference and ruthlessness that he has been reduced to the outside and cannot recognize his ancestors.

It is even possible that you will never be able to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors for the rest of your life.And my son, a son who has no blood relationship with your Zhan family,

In the future, he may inherit the family business of the Zhan clan, and the culprit of all this is you, a cruel and cold person,
Tell me, don't you... you won't rest in peace even if you die? "

Zhan Xiuyuan spattered a mouthful of blood and died of anger.

He opened his mouth, stared, his pupils were loose, and his entire face... was ferocious.

He is dying!
Nan Xiangjiao withdrew her gaze from his face, closed her eyes slightly, sighed, and took out...the phone that was on a call.

"Hey, Zhan Lao has passed away."

A man's indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone: "OK."

Nan Xiangjiao was afraid that the man would break his promise to her, so she hurriedly said, "You promised me...?"

"He will be protected in prison, and will not be killed by your father in secret."

Nan Xiangjiao pursed her lips, her voice trembling: "Okay."