Shadow quickly crawled to her side, grabbed her hand, and whispered in her ear: "Queen, what do you want to do?"
"Queen, please don't worry."
"Qiao..." Nie Qingru tried hard to open her mouth, making vague words.
Shadow discerned from her mouth shape and faint voice that she wanted to find Qiao Nian, so he quickly wiped away his tears and turned around to call the girl.
"Miss Qiao, the Queen wants to speak to you."
Qiao Nian pulled down his baseball cap, paused, walked over, and stood half a step away from Nie Qingru.
Nie Qingru seemed to feel her approaching and turned his head towards her with difficulty. His wide-open eyes reflected the girl's figure.
She seemed even more excited and struggled to get up by waving her hands again. The blood in her chest flowed even faster.
Shadow couldn't bear it anymore so he grabbed her hand and tried to talk to her.
"Queen, just say whatever you want to say, and don't get excited."
"Gurgle."
Nie Qingru's throat rolled, and only a series of bubbling sounds came out.
Qiao Nian did not come closer, but just stood there, watching her struggling and in pain, with no intention of extending a hand.
Nie Qingru seemed to have given up struggling and suddenly became quiet. She tried to move her eyes to prove that she was still alive.
The two of them briefly stared at each other for a few seconds.
Nie Qingru's gray face seemed to turn rosy, and he became a little more energetic. He blinked his eyes, and his facial expression regained some vitality.
"You, Xicheng..."
She can make sounds from her throat, but she speaks slowly and her voice is weak, so one needs to listen carefully to hear clearly what she is saying.
"West City..."
"Xicheng he..."
"put."
The girl bent her legs and answered in a nonchalant manner: "Are you trying to ask me where Zhai Xicheng is?" Nie Qingru's eyes lit up and she nodded.
Qiao Nian raised the corner of his mouth: "He ran away."
Nie Qingru was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved.
Then she tried to open her mouth and said, "Okay, that's good."
There was no sadness or joy in Qiao Nian's dark eyes. He just looked at her quietly and asked, "He didn't even look at you before he ran away. Do you think it's okay?"
Nie Qingru seemed to dislike her and frowned slightly. Her shrewd eyes changed from being so arrogant to being dull now. She never really took Qiao Nian into consideration.
She grabbed Shadow's hand, squeezed it hard to gather strength, and said with a ferocious face: "You, let Xicheng go. Promise me that you won't catch him again."
Shadow looked at the blood oozing out from the place where she was shot in the chest, and then looked at her gradually becoming more energetic, and he felt extremely heartbroken.
A heart feels like it is soaked in boiling water.
That feeling of excruciating pain.
He couldn't help but speak: "Queen, please stop talking and have a good rest. I, I will take you to the hospital."
"No." Nie Qingru probably knew that her time was up, so she held onto Shadow's hand tightly, staring at Qiao Nian with her wide, angry eyes.
"You swear to me, swear, swear a poisonous oath. In this life, in this life, you will not harm Xicheng, Xicheng, or the people of the Nie family..."
"I am going to, I am going to die."
"You swear, Joe, Joe!"
"Queen, please stop talking."
Shadow was in a panic.
He could feel that Nie Qingru's life was slipping away faster and faster.
He followed the other person all his life, without changing for decades.
If Nie Qingru died, he would not know what the meaning of continuing to live in the world is. (End of this chapter)