Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1201 - 1200 Help Me, Find My Father

The blooming of the epiphyllum is not so easy to wait for.

In the video, people fast forward through a long period into a short span of ti, making it seem continuous.

Chu Qianli had explained this to Lan Qing, fearing that he might lose patience and leave while waiting.

But Lan Qing didn’t pay attention to her and sat quietly not far from the blossom bud, watching.

Ti passed little by little, and Chu Qianli couldn’t help but yawn.

She had been without rest for two continuous days and nights, and now, it was the second night.

Very sleepy, very sleepy.

"Is there a way to record the mont when the flower blooms?"

Lan Qing turned around and looked at her, seemingly convinced she had a way.

Chu Qianli took out a cellphone from the System.

Although there was no signal, taking photos was not a problem at all.

"How do I use this?" Lan Qing took it and flipped through it.

"I’ll teach you."

Lan Qing was very adaptable to new things. He not only quickly learned how to use the phone’s cara feature but also researched thoroughly how to record sound and video.

Chu Qianli kept yawning, watching his silhouette playing with the cellphone, thinking she had to keep an eye on him for fear he might run away.

But she was really tired.

So tired that she couldn’t even keep her eyelids open.

She didn’t know whether it was by her ear or from the horizon, but it seed a faint voice said: "Sleep for a while."

And she really did fall asleep, completely powerless to resist.

This sleep lasted until almost dawn.

"National Advisor!" Chu Qianli suddenly opened her eyes.

The first thing upon waking was to look for Lan Qing.

She feared most that he might have left first.

Opening her eyes only to find that Lan Qing was sitting nearby, eating... um, the epiphyllum.

"Is it delicious?" Chu Qianli rubbed her brow, feeling a trace of cruelty in that mont.

To eat such a beautiful thing.

"Hmm." Lan Qing seed almost full.

Looking at the few remaining blossoms that had already withered.

The epiphyllum’s fleeting beauty was so breathtaking, vanishing in an instant, the beauty of the mont before dawn could now only be etched in one’s heart.

Perhaps, it could also be imprinted on this device.

"This object, would you give it to ?" He looked at the cellphone in his hand.

For the first ti in his life, he liked sothing so much.

"So, this is an object from your era?" His curiosity about her world deepened.

At this mont, there was a joyful look in Lan Qing’s eyes.

He had never been so concerned about sothing before.

But now, he truly, truly wanted to see Chu Qianli’s world.

"Help find my father, and I will strive to give you whatever you want."

Perhaps there truly was nothing left in Nanming worth keeping.

But she always felt, her father, was getting closer and closer.

And also, Long Xiyue claims to be her mother, what does that an?

Is it just an elusive dream, or does it really predict sothing?

She was growing more and more expectant and nervous.

"Alright, tomorrow at the ice pond we’ll perform a ritual, and test with your blood."

"My blood?"

"Yes, we’ll rge your blood into the ice pond, and I’ll try a ritual that lets you see your father’s appearance in the pond, however..."

Lan Qing turned around, smiling at her.

That smile, captivating enough to shake heaven and earth: "The success rate is unknown, we’ll have to see if you and your father are fated."

"Why tomorrow?" Can’t it be now?

Lan Qing glanced at her, the smile fading from his lips: "Aren’t there many things today still waiting for to resolve?"