Saving the Second Male Lead: What to Do When You Enter a Domineering Boss's Novel

Joysa looked at the gorgeous big bed and fell into deep thought. She couldn't enter the secret room without the key, and there was only this one bed in the whole palace. She took a deep breath, turned around and lay down on the sofa. The sofa was very wide and soft, more than enough to serve as a bed, so she covered herself with a blanket and slept like that.

An hour later, Nangong Xianyue came out of the shower. She frowned when she saw the person lying on the sofa, then bent down and gently carried her to the bed. Although the temperature in the palace was always constant, neither too cold nor too hot, she would inevitably feel uncomfortable after a long time.

Qiao Yisha was probably really tired. Nangong Xianyue put her on the bed and she showed no intention of waking up. He kissed her forehead, reached out to hook the hair off her face, lay down beside her, and looked at her sleeping face gently. The empty space in his heart seemed to be slowly filled.

The moon was hanging high outside the window, not quite full yet, emitting a long silver light.

When Qiao Yisha woke up, she felt warmth on her palm and a hand touching her hair. She thought it was Bo Luoxun because she had slept in the same bed with Bo Luoxun for a few days. She didn't react immediately and murmured, "Bo Luoxun, don't you have to get up early to work today?"

Nangong Xianyue, who was hugging her, suddenly turned dark-faced and said through gritted teeth: "Look carefully, who am I?" When Qiao Yisha heard the voice, her eyes suddenly widened and she came to her senses instantly. She recalled that she was brought to Xizhou by Nangong Xianyue. She suddenly broke free from his arms and quickly stood up.

In a flurry of activity, her forehead bumped into Nangong Xianyue's chin, "Ah——" Qiao Yisha covered her forehead and sat a little further away, her eyes wide open, "Why are you by my side?"

Nangong Xianyue's chin was red from being hit. He raised his hand and rubbed it twice, then sat up and looked at her. "This is my bed." He pushed her hand away and wanted to see her forehead. "Let me see."

"No, I'm fine." Qiao Yisha moved back a little, put down her hand, her forehead also red, "Didn't I sleep on the sofa?"

"You climbed up here sleepwalking, saying you were cold and without a word you crawled into my arms." Nangong Xianyue lay on the bed, propped up his face and looked at her.

"Impossible! I don't have the habit of sleepwalking. It must be you, rascal."

"What? He can just lie next to you, and I'm a gangster? I haven't done anything truly gangster-like yet."

"I have a legitimate relationship with him, and you..." Qiao Yisha pointed at him, her chest heaving with anger.

Nangong Xianyue grabbed her hand, and she lost her balance and fell into his arms. She pushed his chest, "Let me go!"

Nangong Xianyue held her tightly, "Soon you won't be the legitimate ones, we will be the legitimate ones."

"What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

"wishful thinking."

Nangong Xianyue held her leisurely, ignoring her sharp words, and reached out to touch the red mark on her head, "Does it still hurt?"

She bumped into him, and his chin was clearly red, but he didn't blame her. Instead, he just cared about her. Even though Qiao Yisha had a lot to say to criticize him, she couldn't say it and swallowed it all.

"No...it doesn't hurt." Joysa looked away, not looking into his eyes.

"It hurts." Nangong Xianyue grabbed her hand and placed it on his chin.

When she touched his skin, Qiao Yisha retracted her hand immediately, "You deserve it. Who told you to sleep next to me?"

"I'm going to wash up." After she said that, she slipped out of bed and ran towards the bathroom in her slippers.

Nangong Xianyue looked at her back and smiled.

-

In a magnificent but dimly lit castle, a man knelt on the ground with his body trembling slightly, not even daring to raise his head.

The man behind the curtain had shoulder-length silver hair and beautiful feminine features hidden in the darkness. His legs were crossed, and one hand was resting on the table beside him, supporting his face. His amber eyes seemed to emit a cold light, and his aura was so strong that people could not ignore his presence even if he didn't speak.

"Your Highness, I...we...are..."

"Tsk, I'll cut off your tongue if you stutter again." The silver-haired man said impatiently, his voice just like his appearance, feminine and charming.

"Yes," the servant lying on the ground responded, "We found her at the engagement party of Prince Bo Luoxun of Central Plains. A few days later, our people sneaked in, but she seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. There was no trace of her in the entire Central Plains Palace."

"You mean, you didn't find it?"

"Give us another chance. We've found it once, and there will be a second time."

"Heh." The silver-haired man took a sip of the wine in the glass. The moment he put down the glass, two people came out from the darkness. They were all dressed in black and quickly blended into the night.

Hearing the footsteps, the person lying on the ground trembled even more violently, "Your Highness... Spare my life, Your Highness, give me one more chance... Your Highness——"

The man in black raised his knife and swung it. The man's voice suddenly disappeared and he collapsed to the ground, then was dragged away by the two men.

"Get rid of those useless guys under him before sending someone else to look for him," the silver-haired man said coldly.

"Yes." The confidant beside him bowed his head and accepted the order.

-

Time slipped quietly through her fingers. Qiao Yisha had been in the Xizhou Palace for several days. Except for eating and sleeping, she was battling wits and courage with Nangong Xianyue every day, and was on guard against him. Fortunately, he was very busy and did not spend much time in the palace. At the same time, Qiao Yisha prayed in her heart that these ninety-nine days would pass quickly.

When she was lying on the sofa reading a book, she suddenly heard footsteps. She looked up in surprise and saw that there were a dozen people pushing a few wooden clothes hangers straight towards her.

There were a dozen or so gorgeous and elaborate dresses hanging on the hangers, and on another hanger were all kinds of expensive fabrics.

The maid walked up to her and reported respectfully, "Your Highness Isa, this is what His Majesty prepared for you. Please take a look. If you like it, please keep it. If not, we will take it away and replace it with another batch."

Qiao Yisha sat up and looked at the skirts and fabrics. No girl would be cruel enough to refuse them, but she still looked away: "Why did he give me these?"

"I'm not sure, but this is the first time I see Your Majesty preparing a gift for a girl." The maid replied.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard around the corner. Everyone turned around and saw Nangong Xianyue, wearing a gorgeous suit, walking slowly towards them with Qiu Yi following behind him.

The maids and attendants bowed in greeting.

Qiaoisa looked up at him, "What did you prepare these for? Do you want to impress me with these?"

"No, an apology gift." He sat down next to her and replied with a smile, "As for impressing you, I can take my time."

"Apologize?" Qiao Yisha asked doubtfully, "Are you apologizing for locking me up here? I won't accept that. The best way for you to apologize is to send me back."

"That's not the case." Nangong Xianyue shook her head.

"That is?"

Nangong Xianyue coughed twice and said, "Just forget it."

Qiao Yisha suddenly remembered that after Nangong Xianyue was mean to her yesterday, he said that he would give her everything except letting her go. Was this an apology for that incident? To be honest, she almost forgot about it.

Qiao Yisha glanced at them casually. They were all beautiful and the type she would like, but she opened the book and leaned back on the sofa: "I don't like any of them."

"Just throw them all away." Qiu Yi waved his hand.

The maid was stunned and hesitated for a moment, "Lost? But these were all selected by His Majesty himself from the album, they are extremely valuable, if they are lost, will they be..."