He Shaochen had finally woken up.
Far away in J Country.
Under the surface of this romantic and leisurely country, various factions were surging like a storm, and undercurrents were surging.
"Joe Qiao has been imprisoned." Yale's voice rang out over the phone.
Isabelle was arranging Ravel's schedule when she heard Yale's words. She couldn't help but frown. "You did this?"
"No."
"Oh?"
"Joe Qiao was imprisoned for plotting to murder her own husband. According to our sources, she seems to have put a slow-acting poison in the soup she cooks every day. A few days ago, He Shaochen was poisoned and unconscious."
Isabelle pondered for a moment before asking calmly, "Do you think Joe Qiao would murder her own husband?"
"I think there's something fishy about this."
"What's the problem?" Isabelle couldn't help but put down her work. Her charming face turned serious.
They had been investigating for so long, but they couldn't find out anything about Qiao Qiao's background. All the evidence pointed to her being a member of the Qiao family, the daughter of an ordinary working-class family.
But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she had nothing in common with that family.
Moreover, she looked so similar to that woman. They wouldn't believe that she had nothing to do with that woman.
"Do you think the Radicals did this to force Freya out?" Yale's voice was normal. Although he used a question, his tone was firm.
Isabelle couldn't help but hold her forehead. She sighed softly and said, "That's possible. After all, even we can't find out Joe Qiao's true background. Those people are probably similar to us. Now that His Majesty's health is deteriorating, they can't sit still anymore. It's not surprising that they took action early."
"If Freya really does appear, it means that Joe Qiao is indeed His Highness Rovino's child. This isn't good for us. Her existence is a threat to Ravel. The Radicals will definitely use her to attack Ravel."
When Yale mentioned that Qiao Qiao might threaten Ravel, Isabelle's eyes darkened.
Her eyes immediately turned cold and her voice was cold and emotionless. She said word by word, "If Freya really shows up, whether or not Joe Qiao is His Highness Rovino's child, we must get rid of her before the radicals."
"The Family He is not to be trifled with." Yale had a headache.
To be honest, he did not want to provoke the Family He at all. If Joe Qiao was not a descendant of the royal family, that would be the best outcome.
Isabelle sneered. "So what if he's not to be trifled with? Anyone who threatens Ravel, no matter who they are, must be eliminated. "
Hearing Isabelle's resolute words, Yale immediately felt that his resolve was weak.
He couldn't help but laugh, but his tone was cold as he said, "You're right, my sister. The meaning of our family's existence is to protect Ravel. No one can endanger him in the slightest."
— —
Everyone was ready to make a move, but Qiao Qiao was unaware of all this.
She never thought that there would be a day when she would end up in prison.
She thought that those people would ask her to record a statement or something, but nothing happened. She said that she wanted to see Hao Youran, but the other party only listened and ignored her.
It was as if she was ignored by everyone, and she was alone in a dark and humid space with no end.
At this moment, she seemed to be cut off from the outside world and could not receive any information. She did not know whether He Shaochen had awakened or not.
When she thought of He Shaochen, who was still lying in bed, her tears fell again.
She curled up and nestled in a corner, sobbing softly. She asked herself countless times in her mind, would Shaochen wake up?
If he woke up, why didn't he come to find her? Or did he also believe that she was the one who poisoned him, so he was disappointed in her and did not want to see her?
But if he still did not wake up …
This assumption made Qiao Qiao break down even more.
"Shaochen, Shaochen …"
A soft and weak voice echoed in the enclosed space and did not disperse for a long time.
She stayed in prison for half a month, and no one came to visit her. She was completely cut off from the outside world.
Qiao Qiao stayed alone and thought a lot about He Shaochen's cold disease relapse, Hao Youran's prescription, and no one came to visit her. She thought about the hidden meaning behind these things.
She thought about everything that she could think of. The fragmented information gradually connected into a line, as if pointing to a certain truth.
But she could not figure out the last step no matter how hard she tried. She kept feeling that something was missing.
On this day, the door of the prison cell was suddenly opened. The prison guard was as cold as ever and said, "Qiao Qiao, come out."
Qiao Qiao was still half-asleep, but when she heard the voice, she gradually woke up. She was a little dispirited and her mental state was extremely poor.
When she walked out of the prison cell door, her legs were weak and she almost fell.
She followed the prison guard out of the prison and came into contact with the outside world again.
The sun would not lose its light because of anyone. It was still bright and beautiful, but it was too bright and dazzling.
Qiao Qiao, who had been in the dark prison for a long time, could not help but cover her eyes with her hands. But before her eyes could adjust to the strong and dazzling sunlight, she fell into a familiar embrace.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Qiao Qiao was stunned and still could not come back to her senses. She let the other party hug her in a daze and did not react at all.
After a long time.
She gradually came back to her senses. Her eyes gradually turned red and her nose was sore.
He really came to find her.
She almost could not believe her eyes. It was too sudden. She raised her head and touched the other party's face with trembling hands. It was still the handsome outline and the incomparably handsome face.
It was really him.
Tears streamed down her cheeks without warning.
She instinctively wrapped her arms around He Shaochen's waist and hugged him tightly. The feelings that she had been suppressing for the past few days, all the uneasiness, were released in an instant like a flood breaking through a dam.
Qiao Qiao suddenly burst into tears without caring about her image.
"Boohoo … I thought you wouldn't wake up … I didn't know about the prescription. I thought it was good for you, but I didn't expect it to cause your cold disease to relapse … I was so afraid that you would hate me after you woke up and not come to find me … And … And our secret was exposed. Your mother said that she would not forgive me, and … actually, I was really afraid of being locked up in prison … But … I was most afraid that you wouldn't wake up … Boohoo …"
Qiao Qiao wanted to say everything in one breath. After saying it, she was almost out of breath. She hugged He Shaochen tightly, as if he would disappear if she let go.
"Shaochen … Shaochen … It's great that you can wake up … It's really great …"
Her heart was filled with sadness and joy. It was extremely chaotic.
He Shaochen quietly waited for her to finish speaking. There were many thoughts in his heart. During the time that he was unconscious, this girl had to bear so much pressure by herself. It must have been very hard on her.
Thinking about how much she had suffered these past few days, his heart also throbbed with pain.
"Didn't I wake up already? It's okay now. " He stroked her long hair. It was not as smooth as before. Instead, it was messy. She was still wearing the clothes that she had been wearing when she was taken away. These past few days, she had been wearing them. On such a hot day, one could imagine how bad her situation was.
But He Shaochen did not dislike it at all. Instead, he was full of heartache.
His dark eyes flashed with a bone-chilling cold. This time, it was time to deal with those people who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
Qiao Qiao and He Shaochen returned to the house they had bought at Century New York. Qiao Qiao took a shower and changed into clean clothes. When she went downstairs, she saw He Shaochen sitting on the sofa thinking about something. His handsome face did not have any expression and his eyes were filled with malice.
That gaze was very scary and dangerous.
This was the first time that Qiao Qiao had seen He Shaochen like this. Her back felt cold and she could not help but tremble.
Hearing the movement, He Shaochen turned around and saw Qiao Qiao coming downstairs. His gloomy face had returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Is everything done?"
Qiao Qiao obediently nodded and walked to his side.
Before she could get close, she was pulled into his embrace.
"Ah!" Qiaoqiao cried out in fright. She leaned into his embrace and said in a frightened voice, "Can you give me a bit of mental preparation?"
He Shaochen raised his eyebrows, pressed the back of her head down, and kissed her lips.
His movements were gentle and domineering, and there was a trace of consideration in his strength. Qiao Qiao could not help but sink into it. He pressed her down on the sofa and licked her lips.
His hands moved up and down her body.
Soon, there was a series of unbearable moans in the empty house.
After a lingering kiss that made people blush and their hearts beat faster —
Qiao Qiao leaned into the other party's open chest and listened to the other party's strong heartbeat. She inexplicably felt a lot more at ease.
Their fingers were interlocked, and they were quietly in this pure land that only belonged to the two of them.
After a long time, Qiao Qiao's eyes slowly fell on He Shaochen's well-defined fingers, and she murmured, "Shaochen, your hands are so cold …"
Even though they had been interlocked for so long, the other party's temperature didn't show any signs of rising.
It was the same when they were having fun just now. His body was very cold, like ice.
Sure enough, the recurrence of the cold disease had brought about an indelible and serious impact on him. Was the coma just a prelude?
Qiao Qiao's eyes were filled with uncontrollable worry and self-blame.
He Shaochen was slightly dazed. He looked down at Qiao Qiao's complicated expression, and his eyes flickered. After a few seconds, he said half-jokingly, "Isn't this good? You won't feel hot when you hug me in summer. How good is that? "
"It's not good at all!" Qiao Qiao looked up and looked at the other party with sparkling eyes. "Shaochen, tell me honestly. Did your coma leave any sequelae?"
He Shaochen's eyes avoided Qiao Qiao's for a moment, but he quickly looked at Qiao Qiao naturally. He smiled and rubbed her long hair, chuckling. "Idiot, you've watched too many dramas, haven't you? How can there be so many sequelae? "
"Really? But your body is so cold … "
A normal person's body temperature couldn't be so low.
He Shaochen's eyes were smiling. He gently touched her lips, so gentle that it was almost sickening. He whispered, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
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