That night, sleepiness lingered for a long time. There was a bright crescent moon outside the window, but not a single star hung in the sky.
Yan Xi breathed evenly, as if she had fallen asleep a long time ago, and the faint smell of alcohol almost made Tao Xiaowei drunk with her breathing.
Zhuye Tong came from behind and conceived Yan Rong's baby. If they could have set off one day earlier in Quanzhou to avoid the prince's pursuit, maybe she would be waiting for the birth of her baby now.
Why is there no one selling regret medicine in the world? If she could know it in advance, she would definitely be able to protect her child well. At least, she would not rush Yan Xi to leave to see the ship. If he was there, I believe she would be able to avoid it.
That disaster.
Yan Xi had promised Yan Xi not to feel sorry for her child again, but today when she saw Zhu Yetong's satisfied look and Yan Rong's joyful dancing, her heart was stung, and the wounds she had gradually forgotten about were torn apart again, dripping with blood.
Yeah, it's throbbing and painful.[
Yan Xi's big hand reached over and gently rubbed her moist eyes with the back of his hand, "Weiwei, why are you crying again?"
Turning over and falling into his arms, Tao Xiaowei choked with sobs, "Bad husband, we have been together almost every night for the past few months. Why haven't I gotten pregnant again?"
God knows how much she is looking forward to having another baby and smiling contentedly like Hitomi Zhuye.
She was so scared. After this battle, she had lost the qualification to be a mother in her life. Before she lost her child, the midwife Mrs. Zhang once said that a woman's first child was very important. Indeed, some people lost their first child due to accidents.
The woman's lower abdomen was damaged and she was unable to conceive again for the rest of her life.
She was so afraid that she would suffer such a tragic fate like those poor women.
"I drank the contraceptive juice." Yan Xi's tone was as simple as if he had drank a bottle of wine.
Tao Xiaowei raised her head in shock, and her smooth forehead bumped into Yan Xi's chin. It hurt her, and so did he. However, they each stretched out their hands and gently rubbed the painful area of the other.
"Isn't contraceptive juice for women to drink?" And, most importantly, why did he drink that stuff? Is it difficult for him not to want the child she gave birth to?