"Master is in retreat." Xiao Xi said with a serious look.
No, he was not in retreat. She believed she was right.
Could it be that it was another soul that didn't let him see him?
However, this may be quickly rejected.
With Jiao Li's character, how could he be willing to take orders from others?
"No, you let me go see him."
Bang...the door opened.
Xiaodong came in with a bowl of bird's nests. Yan Xin'er quickly went up and asked, "What did Jiao Li say to you just now? What did he say?"
Such a panic made her look not only embarrassed, but also annoying.
Xiaodong said: "The master said that you will give birth in a few months, and you need us to take good care of you."
Xiao Xi was astonished. How could her sister tell the truth? Didn't the master warn them not to mention anything about him to the young lady?
Xiaodong continued: "Miss, your own body is the most important thing."
He would rather ask others to take care of her than come and see her in person. What's going on?
Did anyone tell her?
Even the perfunctory words were so careless, which really hurt her heart.
"Girl, there is no need to feel sad, the master has his own intention." Xiao Xi comforted her.
Yan Xin'er hugged herself and sat down on the ground. She needed some quiet time to carefully recall what went wrong.
After Xiaodong and Xiaoxi put down the bird's nest, they retreated.
There has never been anyone in Tianji Palace who procrastinated. They did their part. As for Yan Xin'er's current situation, it was completely outside of their work.
In one night's work, Yan Xin'er seemed to have figured out a lot.
In fact, she was always awake, soberly watching how beautiful the dream she weaved was.
But from beginning to end, she was the only one who indulged.
After a night of great enlightenment, Yan Xin'er no longer shed tears.
Human strength is always shown when we are at the end of the road.
Now she has no way out. Even if she wants to vent her emotions in memory of this precarious relationship, the child in her belly is absolutely innocent, so how can she hurt her child?
So, no matter what, she had to cheer up. When the baby was born, it was impossible for Jiao Li not to show up.
Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, she survived the autumn, and on the first morning of winter, she was about to give birth.
Severe pain swept over me, leaving no time for breathing.
Xiaodong and Xiaoxi hurriedly invited Wen Po.
After some examination, I was told that it was difficult to give birth.
Despair...complete despair.
Yan Xin'er's vision went dark, and the little guy in her belly seemed to be unable to wait any longer and kept squirming.
At this time, the door opened, and a familiar smell rushed into the tip of my nose.
Yan Xin'er struggled to open her eyes.
It's Jiao Li...he's finally here.
Po Wen whispered: "I'm afraid it may be difficult to give birth."
When Po Wen heard that it was difficult to give birth, her first thought was to save the baby first.
Jiao Li didn't say anything. He walked up to her and looked down at her.
Yan Xin'er stretched out her hand, grasped the hem of his clothes tightly, and said with difficulty: "Have you ever... loved me?"
As long as he loved her, she would give birth to this child even if she risked her life.
Jiao Li closed his eyes and said indifferently: "The necessity is to save the child."
