Huangfu Qianyu's bones were all broken, he vomited out a mouthful of black blood, and stared at his scarlet eyes in disbelief.
impossible!
There are not many people in this world who can hurt her like this just by looking at her face to face.
Where the wind and dust filled the air, a tall and muscular figure was revealed, with long dark red hair dancing wildly, and a peerless face with a cold face.
Beichenyan!
Huangfu Qianyu's eyes were frightened, full of unwillingness and resentment.
"The lady fainted, Mr. Nalan, the lady fainted!" Po Wen shouted anxiously.
Bei Chenyan's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, rolled up like a strong wind, and appeared next to the dying woman. He held her hand tightly with his big palm, and his hoarse voice was full of guilt and anxiety, "Xiyue, Xi
Yue, wake up!"
Bei Chenyan's dark red eyes were like fire sweeping across them.
Nalan Xueyi stood behind the two of them, dressed in white, standing alone, unable to take a step for a while.
He has done everything he can. At this time, what she needs most is the person beside her, not him.
The woman on the bed was soaked with sweat, as if she had been fished out of the water. Her beautiful lips and face were as pale as paper. She was as weak as ever, as if she would disappear with the wind in the next second.
"I'm here, Xiyue, I'm sorry I'm late." Bei Chenyan waved away the two women, threw himself on the bedside, murmured deeply in a hoarse voice, grabbed her hand, and held her hand with all his strength.
Stick it on your cheek.
Seeing the beloved woman on the bed looking so fragile, Bei Chenyan's heart felt as if it had been crushed. His heart ached unbearably, and there were tears in his scarlet eyes.
He shouldn't be angry with Xi Yue. Since she has made up her mind, he should be by her side, accompany her, guard her, and face any difficulties together!
Ling Xiyue seemed to be trapped in a white world, wandering endlessly.
In a daze, she seemed to hear someone calling her.
Yan?
is it you……
Are you not angry with me anymore?
The woman's chest jumped violently, like a drowning person, rushing out of the water, taking a violent breath, opening and closing her heavy eyelids, looking around with her peripheral vision, her voice was as hoarse as rough paper, "Yan..."
"Xiyue!" Beichen Yan burst into tears for a moment, like a child who has found something she loves so much. He stroked her sweaty forehead with his big palm and pressed it against her cold cheek, "I'm here, I'm here!"
He held her cheek, his eyes full of fear of loss.
"Ha..." Ling Xiyue smiled, tears falling down the corners of her eyes, and sweat falling together.
"Wake up, wake up!" The ladies breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still anxious, "Miss, try harder, the child can't stand it anymore! If you don't try harder, miss, both you and the child are in danger.
ah!"
Ling Xiyue's face suddenly turned pale.
child!
The maids and mothers who surged up again rushed forward in a mess, pushing Nalan Xueyi who was standing there outside.
"Master..." Su Bei looked at the master with a snow-white complexion and hesitated to speak.
Nalan Xueyi said nothing, turned around and walked out.
"Xiyue, you can do it. I'm here and I'll always be with you!" Beichenyan held Ling Xiyue's hand tightly. Seeing her in such a state, he couldn't say anything like Baoda at this moment.
Come.
In Wanghai Pavilion, there was a fight.
Where Huangfu Qianyu fell, there was no trace of him.
"Ah" he roared with all his strength, followed by the sound of a child crying.
"It's happening, it's happening!"
Jiang Shulan put her hand on her heart and was so excited that tears filled her eyes.
One month later.
The blue sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and white sails are like stars scattered on the sea.
The sun is shining and the sea is calm.
The woman in white was half lying on a soft chair, closing her eyes and relaxing.
"Why did you come out?" The man's helpless voice sounded from behind.
Ling Xiyue opened her eyes, turned back with a smile, and looked at the man with a handsome face that looked like Bao Gong, "I have been squatting in the house for a month, and I am getting moldy. The weather is so good today, I
Come out and bask in the sun, just for a while."
Bei Chenyan glared at her coldly and put the blanket on her body, "Don't bask in the sun. What should you do if you catch a cold? If your vitality is damaged at this time, it will be difficult to make up for it later."
"It's not that serious." Ling Xiyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If I squat in the room and suffocate, that would be a loss of vitality."
That lively and slender appearance doesn't look like a woman who has just given birth to a child for a month?
There is no difference from the smart and beautiful girl before!
"Anyway, there is nothing serious in your mouth." Bei Chenyan said coldly in a low and hoarse voice.
Ling Xiyue looked at Bei Chenyan who occasionally stabbed her, curled her lower lip, and closed her mouth silently. This man had said well before that he would not be angry with her anymore, but it didn't look like he was not angry at all.
?
"Where are the little bean sprouts? Where are they?" Ling Xiyue quickly changed the subject.xdw8
She is a daughter, the eldest princess of the Tianlin Dynasty and the little empress of the Huangfu family. It has been a month and the father who has not yet had time to name the child is probably the only one in the world who is Bei Chenyan.
Bei Chenyan raised his hand, poured out a bowl of medicinal soup from the sand cup, and replied: "I don't know."
"Huh?" Ling Xiyue was stunned for a moment, and then stood up from the chair, "Weren't you the one holding me just now? Who knows?"
Bei Chenyan handed the soup to Ling Xiyue, "I went to the kitchen and handed her over to Leng Feng. I just went back to get you a blanket. I didn't see anyone. I probably took her to Mrs. Jiang's courtyard.
Come on, come on, drink this first, I'll let it simmer in the kitchen for a long time, you can try it."
Jiang Shulan gave birth to a son a few days after Ling Xiyue gave birth.
The man sounded as if the little guy was not as important as the bowl of soup in his hand.
"About?" Ling Xiyue held it blankly, she was dumbfounded and stared at him blankly, "Beichenyan, that's your daughter, don't just throw it around like a ball, okay?
You probably don’t even know when it was really lost!”
Are there any fathers like this?
She had only been gone for a quarter of an hour, and she had gone out to be lazy, and he had just lost the child somewhere!
"I know." Bei Chenyan frowned, "As long as Leng Feng is watching, nothing will happen to you. Just drink it. Don't drink it cold again."
Ling Xiyue pressed her eyebrows with a headache, she really wanted to be pissed off by this man.
She also said she wasn’t angry with her anymore!
Ling Xiyue drank the soup fiercely and tried to calm herself down. Suddenly she remembered something and looked at Bei Chenyan, "By the way, has there been any message from Tianwang Ridge in the past two days? How is the situation?"
Bei Chenyan took the empty bowl and placed it on the stone table, "The ghost clan probably hasn't found the specific location of the ancient king's tomb yet, and is still dealing with your father and the others. There is no direct conflict."