"I can take responsibility."

This sudden sentence made Fang Anya stunned.

She raised her eyes and met the man's ink-black eyes, which were like a deep cold pond, making it impossible to fathom the emotions within.

She asked subconsciously: "Huh? What did you say?"

Qianshan's expression remained the same as usual. He explained what he had just said, "You and I were in the same room that night. I will be responsible for you."

He was actually the first one to wake up that morning, but just as he woke up, he saw her eyelids moving slightly, and she was about to wake up. At that time, he didn't know how to face her, so he simply pretended to be asleep.

He has been thinking a lot these days.

Whatever the reason, the two of them ended up in the same bed, which was bad for her reputation.

After waiting for a long time for Fang Anya to speak, Qianshan frowned slightly and said, "If you are willing, I will be responsible for you."

"What responsibility?" Fang Anya's heart was pounding and her mind was a little dazed. She didn't know if that was what he meant.

"That night we lay down on the same bed..."

"How did you know?" Fang Anya interrupted him excitedly. Didn't he fall asleep that day and didn't know anything?

Qianshan pursed his lips and said, "During this time, I woke up once in a daze."

Her face flushed, it turned out that he knew everything.

After calming down, Fang Anya thought of something.

He married her because of what happened that night.

Looking at the calm man in front of her, her heart suddenly felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over it.

"Master Qianshan, it was too cold that night and I went to bed in a daze. It's not your fault. Besides, this matter is only known to you and me. It does not cause any loss to my reputation. You don't have to make such a big sacrifice."

Qianshan stared at her seriously, "For me, it would just ruin your reputation, I..."

"I said no need." Fang Anya suddenly raised her voice to interrupt him. She didn't know why she, who was always good-tempered, suddenly got angry.

The sound was so loud that it seemed to scare the man.

The man's voice stopped abruptly, and his dark eyes stared at her steadily, as if he wanted to see through the little thoughts in her heart that were not meant to be seen in the light.

Qianshan opened his mouth, wanting to say that he didn't force it.

He had been following the emperor through thick and thin since he was a child, and was not a person with overflowing sympathy. But in the palace, he subconsciously saved her twice.

He thought she was a little stupid, especially her dazed look after being rescued, but her stupidity was kind of cute.

In the past few years, it's not that there weren't women who threw themselves at him, but he just felt disgusted. Even some court officials hinted that they wanted to marry their daughters to him, but he pretended not to understand.

Because he was highly regarded by the emperor, the court officials did not dare to do anything to him even if it meant losing face.

That day he accidentally broke into her room and slept in the same bed with her.

He didn't dislike her being close to him, nor did he dislike her sleeping with her head resting on his arm. He even felt a slight joy in his heart.

He pondered over it for several days.

He thought it would be a good idea to marry her and he was looking forward to it.

That's why he is saying this today.

But he didn't know why she was suddenly angry, and he didn't know if his next words would make her even angrier.

For a moment, he dared not speak.

Fang Anya realized belatedly that she had been rude. She curled her fingertips, bowed her body, and said in a panic, "Master Qianshan, I have something else to do. Bye."

She didn't dare look up at him again.

He picked up the basket from the ground and turned away, his steps hurried as if there was a beast in muddy water behind him.

Qianshan pursed his thin lips into a straight line and looked at her back in silence until the figure became smaller and smaller and disappeared from his eyes.

Perhaps, the responsibility he thought of would be a burden to her.

He stood there for a while, then finally flew away.

Fang Anya did not return to the charity hall after leaving. She walked a long way before slowly stopping.

Turning her head, she saw that the place was blocked by a small hill and she couldn't see whether he had left or not.

After she made sure that the man couldn't see her, she squatted on the ground, hugged her legs tightly with her arms, buried her head in her knees, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

When Fang Anya heard Qianshan say that he would take responsibility, she was moved.

But that was not what she wanted. What she wanted was for him to marry her because he liked her.

She squatted for a long time, until she felt her legs were about to lose feeling, then she looked up, revealing a face full of tear marks. She took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

After returning, she went straight back to the house.

Button, button, button!

A knock on the door woke the sleeper.

Fang Xiya's voice sounded from outside, "Sister, sister, are you asleep?"

"Xiya, what happened?"

After she opened her mouth, Fang Anya realized that her voice was a little hoarse, probably because she had cried so hard in the afternoon.

Fang Xiya, who was outside the door, became anxious when she heard her hoarse voice, "Sister, are you sick? Open the door quickly!"

Fang Anya was afraid that her sister would worry, so she got up and opened the door.

"Why are your eyes so swollen?" Fang Xiya was shocked when she saw her red and swollen eyes. She quickly helped her to the bedside and said, "Sister, lie down on the bed first. I'll go get Doctor He."

Doctor He is a master who teaches medical skills and is also the attending doctor in the charity hall.

She turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Fang Anya.

"Xiya, I'm fine. Maybe I slept too much in the afternoon."

Fang Xiya turned around and frowned and said, "Listen to your voice, and look at your eyes that are swollen like walnuts. How could it be because you slept too much?"

Looking at her thirteen-year-old sister, Fang Anya was unable to tell the secret in her heart.

"Sister, don't be so stubborn. I'm going to find Doctor He."

Fang Anya had no choice but to ask her to go see Dr. He.

After feeling the pulse, Doctor He sighed and said, "Anya, your pulse is thin and not relaxed. I'm afraid you are depressed. Don't think too much about everything. If it is destined to happen, it will happen. If it is not destined to happen, don't force it."

Doctor He is over 40 years old. He is obsessed with medicine and has no wife or children. He loves Fang Anya and Fang Xiya as if they were his own children.

He was afraid that she would become sick from worrying.

"Doctor He, Anya has made a note of it."

After seeing off Doctor He, Fang Xiya returned to Fang Anya's room and sat beside her bed.

"Sister, are you worried about something?" She held Fang Anya's hand and silently gave her support. "I'm grown up now and can share your worries. Sister, don't keep everything in your heart."

Fang Anya curled her lips and said softly, "Xiya, don't worry, I'm fine."

Although Fang Xiya looks careless, she is actually very thoughtful. How could she not see that something is wrong with her sister?

Since her sister doesn't want to say it, she won't force her sister.

"Sister, please sit down for a while. I'll go to the cafeteria and bring you some food."

Although Fang Anya didn't want to trouble her sister, she looked at her eyes in the bronze mirror just now and saw that they were red and swollen.

If she went out, everyone would definitely ask her all kinds of questions. Although they cared about her, she didn't know how to explain it.

Afraid they’d notice something was wrong.

She could only trouble her sister.

"Well, then you should serve less."

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