Chapter 132 "You Can't Abandon Me..."

A month later, the fragrance of flowers drifted from the garden to Pei Xiangwan's window, temporarily diluting her sorrow. Her works were rejected again and again, and the original time limit was exceeded by several days.

She rushed out clutching the box, the dark green in her eyes making her look haggard. She called out to the maid who always followed Hawthorne.

"Hello, can I meet the princess? My work..."

The maid shook her head in embarrassment and said, "Not now. The princess is very busy. Please wait a little longer."

"I…."

Pei Xiangwan suddenly froze, and it was useless to say more. She asked for her phone many times, but Huo Sang was firm and refused to give in.

She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, the light shining on her face. Only when she felt the heat did she feel alive.

After her emotions calmed down a little, she went back to put on a gray coat and walked out again. As for where to go, she wanted to take it one step at a time.

The fountain shimmered, and it looked ice blue under the light. Three people were standing beside the fountain. Pei Xiangwan recognized the man as Huo Sang, and the other two were dressed like police officers investigating a case.

Pei Xiangwan was not too far from them, but the sound of dripping water prevented her from hearing their conversation clearly.

"Princess, don't be sad..."

"The king left a suicide note, surely he didn't want you to be sad. Accidents always happen, so you have to think positively."

Pei Xiangwan didn't listen any further and walked towards the forest. Being trapped in a foreign country, there were some things she couldn't care about or be curious about. The most important thing was to do her best.

Walking through the forest, Pei Xiangwan stepped on gravel and soil, gazing into the dim distance.

The large black stone standing on the left was particularly familiar to her, so she quickened her pace forward.

She stroked the smooth, black stone with curiosity and a special feeling. The sound of birds singing in her ears had long disappeared, replaced by the familiar voice of her lover Jiang Shiyuan.

"If you like it here, I'll buy it."

"What do you think?"

"Don't feel any burden. Just stay and stay with me."

"When can you marry me? Or I can marry you."

He could still faintly hear it, but it was like a spell. Pei Xiangwan stood there turning around, looking around but there was nothing but lush green trees.

The youthfulness in her eyes was not entirely due to anxiety. The biggest reason was a dream. In the dark corridor, Jiang Shiyuan was chasing someone who looked like her. Jiang Shiyuan repeated it over and over again.

"You are not her."

"You're not."

The sharp knife stabbed into the man's chest. Jiang Shiyuan ignored the man's screams and squirming, pulled out the knife and stabbed him again.

In dreams, Jiang Shiyuan often had a sinister smile on his face and shouted.

"No matter where you are, I will find you back. We said we would be together forever. You can't abandon me..."

For a month, Pei Xiangwan woke up every time after hearing this sentence. She wanted to continue and wanted to know what Jiang Shiyuan did later.

Ke Meng seemed reluctant to let her know too much. Perhaps it was because she missed her too much that she had frequent dreams and illusions.

Pei Xiangwan sat on a big black rock, staring at the sky in a trance. The joyful singing of birds was her soothing song.

As Lan Baitian gradually darkened, she changed into a golden coat. Pei Xiangwan knew it was time for her to go back, so she jumped to the ground.

She didn't go very far, and soon dusk was all over the place. Looking into the distance, she could see a corner of the palace.

As she walked at a very fast pace, the shape of the palace slowly emerged, including a dark shadow. The closer she got, the more she realized that it was not a dark shadow, but Hawthorne.

Pei Xiangwan didn't think it was a good thing to see her, so she trotted over and called out carefully.

"Sorry, Princess, I'm a little late."

Hawthorne waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "No need to talk about this, Miss Pei."

Huo Sang, who had not been seen for a few days, looked less childish and more imposing, as if she was the master, the king of this territory. She set her sights on Pei Xiangwan.

"I heard from them that Miss Pei has already made the necklace. Let me see it."

She stretched out her hand, and Pei Xiangwan hurriedly took out the box hidden in his pocket and handed it to Huo Sang.

Huo Sang opened the box and laughed inexplicably. She said to Pei Xiangwan.

"I'm very satisfied. Miss Pei, would you like to stay a few more days? Mr. Esta will be here in a few days. Or you can leave if you want. After all, it's over."

Pei Xiangwan was eager to leave, but her face remained calm as she politely declined.

"Thank you for your kindness, Princess. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet Mr. Esta this time. Maybe next time. Thank you for your satisfaction with my work."

Facing Pei Xiangwan's rejection, Huo Sang was not surprised but chuckled as if he had expected it.

"Don't be so polite, Miss Pei. You've made rapid progress. You're one of the fastest designers I've ever met. You're not at all like the rumors say. I actually think you're even better than your mother was when she was young."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Pei Xiangwan at the speed of light and then said, "I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that you are doing well. Go in. I don't want to keep my mother waiting too long."

"Similarly... don't make those who are waiting for you wait too long... it's scary to think about it."

Huo Sang turned and walked into the palace. Pei Xiangwan followed closely behind him, confused.

After dinner, Pei Xiangwan couldn't wait to ask Huo Sang for his cell phone. When the phone that he hadn't touched for a long time returned to his hands, Pei Xiangwan felt unreal.

After turning on the phone, it showed that there was still 25% battery left. She opened the communication software, but due to the slow network speed, she could only see the message she sent to Jiang Shiyuan.

"Why is it so slow? It's never been like this before!" She thought her phone was messing with her, so she raised her hand and took a picture.

After a while, the rotating circle disappeared and three dots appeared on the pinned cat avatar. That was because there were too many messages sent and they could not be counted. Pei Xiangwan clicked it with a heavy heart.

The latest news was from yesterday morning, and Pei Xiangwan started reading from the top.

Her finger poked the screen and slowly slid it down. Her eyes were surprisingly bright, and the more she looked, the more tears welled up in her eyes.

The daily sharing is interspersed with Jiang Shiyuan’s endless thoughts and the pictures of delicious food he sent.

Pei Xiangwan was most worried about whether the fox had eaten more and whether it was happier than the day before.

It wasn't until a picture showed Jiang Shiyuan's hand that Pei Xiangwan's guess was confirmed: the little fox didn't eat well at all.

She felt extremely distressed. What happened to the hand she once held tightly?

Pei Xiangwan replied to the message, but he waited and waited but no one answered the phone. Even the phone calls he made were not answered.

…

With the help of moonlight, Jiang Shiyuan was barely able to reach the stomach medicine on the bedside table, and his hand was trembling as he took the water cup.

She thought she was going to die several times. The pain of lying flat on the bed felt like thousands of ants biting her stomach one bite at a time, and the cold sweat soaked her hair.

Perhaps it was a punishment, the pain accompanied her and she fell asleep again without knowing when.