Amidst Li Cairen's stern scolding, Yi Fang's consciousness regained consciousness slightly. She raised her head and looked at Xia Jie. Seeing the heartache in her face, she felt a little aggrieved, but in her heart, the most important thing at this time was
The thing is her child!
She doesn't trust anyone, she only trusts Xia Jie. Anyone can fool her or deceive her, but Xia Jie will definitely not!
"Child, our child."
There was deep guilt in Xia Jie's eyes. His Yifang, the Yifang at the top of his heart, was frightened into this state. If he had known, he should have dealt with that bitch Li Ruyue last night, and he wouldn't have done it.
Today's disaster.
Xia Jie glanced at Yifang's still flat belly, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. Yifang was so nervous about this child, but he... whatever, this child chose to come at this time, it was destined by God, so he just stayed.
It doesn't matter if he comes down, everything will be fine, everything will be fine! As long as he pays attention in the future, he and Yifang's children will definitely be saved!
The hesitation in his eyes dissipated, Xia Jie put on a comforting smile, bent down, kissed Yifang's forehead gently, and coaxed: "Nothing, nothing, don't worry Yifang, I'm here,
The child is fine, eh."
Hearing Xia Jie's assurance, Yi Fang's heart gradually calmed down. She no longer cared about Li Cairen's fate, but after the panic, she felt a little guilty and afraid.
Xia Jie had told her last night not to care about Rouge Palace. It was because she wanted to gain a good reputation and wanted to know the plot behind it that she came to Rouge Palace rashly, and she was convinced that she had figured everything out.
, but underestimated the final counterattack of a desperate person, and almost failed to save her and Xia Jie's child.
Thinking of this, Yi Fang tightly grasped the skirt of Xia Jie's chest and buried his head in his chest, not daring to raise his head to look at Xia Jie's face.
Xia Jie saw Yifang's actions and vaguely guessed what Yifang was thinking. He felt more heartache in his heart. He kept walking and carefully held Yifang in his hands and walked towards the sedan chair in front.
As he walked, he spoke softly to Yi Fang in his arms.
"Yifang, look up at me."
Yifang timidly raised his head and glanced at Xia Jie, and quickly lowered his head again. Yifang knew that she was like this, which was not what a concubine with power in the harem should do, but now she was just a concubine who almost lost her child.
Mother, a woman who relies on the people she loves, puts all the rules, etiquette, and gossip behind her, and she just does what she wants to do based on her heart.
The timid Yi Fang, delicate and trembling, almost melted Xia Jie's heart. The heart that was colder than a thousand years of ice when facing millions of people, now became a
The water Wang collected in the bag, with every movement and every look in Yi Fang's eyes, gently hit his heart, emitting a faint feeling of pain and bursts of sweetness.
"Yifang..."
Xia Jie sighed from his throat. He no longer knew what to do with the woman in his arms. He wanted to rub her into her bones and blood, hold her in his mouth, and never let anyone touch or hurt her again, as if
Only by becoming one with her and holding her in his heart can he have a complete soul.
Xia Jie did not dare to delay, and carried Yifang all the way to the sedan chair that Li Fu had asked someone to prepare. After sitting in the spacious sedan chair, he put Yifang on his lap and placed it in his arms.
The large and generous palm began to slowly move up Yi Fang's abdomen.
The warmth in Xia Jie's palm spread from her belly to her heart. Yi Fang slowly raised her head and looked at Xia Jie, her eyes were extremely bright. She folded her hand on the back of Xia Jie's hand and pursed her lips softly.
He stood up and said, "You don't blame me anymore, do you?"
Although it has long been seen from Xia Jie's words and deeds that Xia Jie is distressed and reluctant to let go of him, and he has no intention of blaming him, but at this time, Yifang, feeling such warm emotions, just wanted Xia Jie to say something
Some words to coax her.
Xia Jie touched Yi Fang's face, with a soft look in his eyes. Looking at Yi Fang's slowly recovering rosy face, he felt relieved and said with a relaxed smile: "It's not my fault, it's not my fault. How can I blame my little Yi?"
house."
While he was speaking, a soft kiss like a butterfly fell on Yi Fang's forehead and between his eyebrows.
Yifang's whole body felt numb after being kissed by Xia Jie, but in her heart, she suddenly thought of something extremely important. She grabbed Xia Jie's hand and looked at him with a serious expression, "Do you care if I do it or not?"
You won't blame me for anything?"
Xia Jie hesitated for a moment and saw the nervous expression on Yi Fang's face. He looked at Yi Fang for a long time, suddenly smiled, grabbed Yi Fang's fingers, kissed them one by one, and murmured: "Yifang, you love me
?"
Yifang's eyes widened, and his heart suddenly jumped as he was nervous about hearing Xia Jie's answer. He didn't understand why Xia Jie suddenly said this. Did he see something, or was he testing her?
Yifang tried hard to restore herself to the same state as before, and to give an answer that would make Xia Jie believe and be happy at the same time. However, she tried hard for a long time and could no longer look pitiful. She seemed to be
Xia Jie looked suspicious and heartbroken.
She knew that this was because she fell in love with Xia Jie and could no longer deceive her. She could no longer deceive her own heart. But she really loved Xia Jie, but she didn't love him before.
Seeing Xia Jie's eyes staring at her, in that waiting expectation, as she hesitated to answer, a faint loneliness and pain emerged. Yi Fang's heart tightened, and he caressed Xia Jie's delicate facial features, fascinated, and mouthed
, I spit out that word without even realizing it.
"like."
Xia Jie's hand holding Yi Fang suddenly tightened. His eyes were filled with joy. He used his other free hand to lift Yi Fang's chin and said with some urgency: "Say it again, say it again, Yi Fang."
Room, answer me."
The room gradually became moist, and it turned out that it was not only she who was painstakingly waiting for a love, but this man who was aloof and always treated the world with the most noble and conceited face, had also been humbly praying and waiting for her love.
She smiled, tears slowly rolled down her face, and fell on the back of Xia Jie's hand, "I love Xia Jie, Dou Yifang loves Xia Jie, I love her very much, I have loved her for a long, long time."
Xia Jie was startled at first, and then the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with smiles, and his lips curved uncontrollably. He hugged Yi Fang tightly and forcefully, and the dryness in his heart was watered, and large areas of bright flowers bloomed.
There was an unknown emotion in the flowers, which made his eyes swell and hurt. He put his head on Yi Fang's shoulder, took a deep breath, calmed down the emotion, and then looked up and stared at Yi Fang again.
Fang's eyes spoke clearly, word for word.
"Xia Jie also loves his little Yifang, so no matter what Yifang does, Xia Jie can forgive him."