Song Jinyin has her own habit of packing things away.
For example, she would not just put dry firewood in one place, but would separate it into long and short pieces and place them in bundles according to their location.
It looks a little troublesome, but it is convenient to carry and it saves the firewood from being too big and burning too brightly.
But Pei Yanzhou in front of him seemed to have been there many times before. He seemed to know exactly which pot was used for drinking water.
"You don't like this rabbit?"
Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Pei Yanzhou finally raised his head.
It's just that the little girl seemed to be in a trance, and it took her a long time to react.
"I don't want your stuff."
The fire in front of him showed signs of getting bigger and bigger, but Pei Yanzhou suddenly picked up a piece of firewood and plucked it, burying the fire inside in the ashes.
The fire flickered on and off, and I didn't know if I should blame him for his clumsiness.
"That's what you like. If you like it, keep it."
"...Pei Yanzhou, can you stop being such a rogue?"
Song Jinyin looked at him angrily.
She didn't care about letting him put down what he was holding, and just wanted him to leave his small courtyard.
Even the suspicion she had just now was put aside by her because she thought too much.
But the man in front of him was different from the ruthless figure before.
He had never had such an expression at that time. Even if he just raised his eyes to look at her, he would be as cold as ice, like the cold winter snow, which made her feel breathless.
I can only hold on with all my strength, straighten my back, and take one step after another.
But now his deep black eyes were filled with hope.
With a look similar to pity, Song Jinyin felt heavy in her heart, a little uncomfortable, and didn't want to see more.
"I have nothing to do with you now, you don't have to tease me with these little things."
Seeing that he seemed about to say something, Song Jinyin added coldly.
"Don't talk about the child in your belly anymore. There is no father in this world who wants to kill his child. Therefore, from the first thought of not wanting him that day, you can't be his father. You Not worthy."
Song Jinyin's tone became more impolite every time.
And this sound of unworthiness seemed to turn into countless sharp swords, piercing his chest fiercely.
The man's expression seemed to be broken, his fingertips were tight, and his heart seemed to be grasped and pulled by something, which made him unable to breathe.
But soon, under strong restraint, his withered eyes returned to normal little by little.
Just a chuckle, full of self-mockery.
"Yinyin, let's talk about these two matters separately."
The hoarse voice seemed to be tugging at the heartstrings.
Song Jinyin didn't understand what he meant and looked at him with a defensive frown.
Talk separately?
Who wants to talk to him?
"I didn't mean to tease you with these little things."
The man put down the firewood in his hand and stood up. Even though his hands were stained with dust, it still did not affect the dignity in his movements.
He approached Song Jinyin and saw that she started to retreat again. He reached out to grab her and brought her to him.
"Pei Yanzhou, you..."
"Your hands are dirty, please wipe them for me."
The man's voice became hoarse, and before she could react, he picked up her hand and pressed it to him.
Just the moment his eyes fell on the scar on her hand, the memories in Pei Yanzhou's heart surged, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
"The first and second bedrooms in the mansion are already fighting. If you wait a little longer, none of those who have hurt you will be able to escape."
Song Jinyin was shocked, forgot to struggle, and looked at him blankly.
The internal fighting in the Duke's mansion may involve more than just the two Pei family masters.
Maybe it's related to the entire Pei family or even a branch, or maybe it's related to the court.
It's just that this matter seems to have nothing to do with her.
After reacting, Song Jinyin sneered and looked at him, "What about you? The one who hurt me the most is you, the Crown Prince."
"Well, so regarding the child and the injustice in your heart, I will slowly repay it until you are satisfied, even if it costs my life."
The man's words were low, as if he had seen the darkness that once trapped him, revealing deep sadness and regret.
Just not wanting the little girl in front of him to fall into a dark mood with him, Pei Yanzhou lowered his eyes, carefully touched the scar on her hand, and then spoke.
"You will see what I said one day. For now, let's talk about this rabbit first."
If Song Jinyin hadn't noticed the sudden discomfort in her body again, she might have felt that this situation was in a dream.
Otherwise, she would not be able to explain why Pei Yanzhou in front of her was becoming more and more unfamiliar.
There seemed to be a lot of emotions in his eyes, and she even saw the deep affection in those deep black eyes that was about to overflow.
Perhaps these had appeared in her dreams, but now they were the least of her concerns.
"No need to say it, I don't want your things."
Song Jinyin spoke firmly, not wanting to get involved with him anymore, and took out the hand held by him.
She had heard of a play before, and occasionally got a storybook. In it, in order to make the girl happy, the husband would go around looking for strange things for her, just to make her laugh.
But now that Pei Yanzhou was doing what was in the storybook, she wanted nothing more.
"Are you serious that you don't want to keep it?"
The little girl in front of me seemed to be impatient.
Pei Yanzhou knew that she was afraid that she wanted to drive him away again.
But now this small kitchen made him reluctant to leave.
"It seems to like you very much."
"I don't want to. I don't like your things, and I can't take care of this living thing. I have no time and no energy."
Song Jinyin took two steps back, endured her temper, suppressed the sudden discomfort in her stomach, and turned her head away.
Speaking of which, she still liked this little thing.
Especially when she saw it seemed to be very spiritual, it jumped to life when she looked at it, and when the man next to her lowered his eyes and glanced over, he trembled in one place.
Funny and cute.
But this is what Pei Yanzhou brought.
Accepting it, even if it is just a rabbit, will make this man think that she is showing signs of weakness, and then she will start to get stronger little by little.
She even suspected that with Pei Yanzhou's current shamelessness, he might still use this matter to come to her place every day.
She didn't want to.
"Okay, since you don't want to raise it, then just eat it."
"..."
As if she couldn't believe that he actually said such words, Song Jinyin suddenly turned her head to look at him, and then froze on the spot.
It was also at this turn that Pei Yanzhou noticed that her face was gradually turning pale, as if she was enduring discomfort.
He frowned and his breath was confused for a moment. He didn't care to talk to the person anymore, so he subconsciously picked the person up and kicked open the closed door of the small room next to him.
"Why don't you say anything if you feel uncomfortable? I made you so reluctant to speak, that you would rather feel uncomfortable than say anything?"
The veins on the man's forehead were bulging, as if he was holding back his anger. Only anxiety, mixed with darkness, was surging in his eyes without concealment.
"I can't force you and wait for you to calm down, but it's not about your body."
Song Jinyin pursed her lips tightly.
Being hugged by him forcefully, the discomfort in my stomach seemed to be even worse, as if I could vomit all over with just one opening of my mouth.
But right now she didn't even have the energy to scold him.
She could only let him pick her up and put her down again, and then she became overwhelmed with discomfort.
"Cang Lin, go find Dr. Mu!"
Pei Yanzhou's eyes were filled with broken ice, and he could not hide his eagerness under his anger.
The people outside had already quietly returned to the small courtyard next door. Upon hearing this movement, Cang Lin hurriedly opened the door with the people in his arms, and finally stopped in front of Song Jinyin's small courtyard.
I didn't dare to kick in the door, I just knocked on the door honestly.
The movements were ridiculously fast, but no one noticed anything strange at this moment.
Song Jinyin watched Pei Yanzhou get up and open the door. She couldn't hold it back, so she ran off the bed and vomited.
The man's upright back froze slightly, his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists, his jaw tightened, and anger suddenly emerged.
Obviously it wasn't this serious last time.
But today...
When Pei Yanzhou turned around, he saw Song Jinyin's small body squatting on the side outside the house, holding a wooden bucket and wearing only a coat.
"Why do you have to go outside in such a cold weather?"
Even though he was restrained, Pei Yanzhou's words were still full of anger.
But he didn't dare to say harsh words, he just strode closer and wanted to hug the person back inside.
Only this time, Song Jinyin took a step back very quickly.
"Do not touch me."
Pei Yanzhou's outstretched hand froze in place.
These three words fell lightly, but they were like ice knives that pierced into his limbs and bones, making his whole body feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling cold and painful.
But his deep black eyes only showed confusion for a moment, and then he stepped forward again.
"Come inside."
"Don't touch me, I'll go in by myself..."
Before she finished speaking, Song Jinyin vomited violently again.
She no longer cared about whether it would make people disgusted, and she even thought with a good heart that people like Pei Yanzhou, who likes to be clean, would stop coming to her after seeing this.
But Pei Yanzhou just took off the crane cloak and put it on her body. Then he took out a handkerchief from his waist and stood beside her.
Where Song Jinyin didn't see it, the man's eyes turned red a little bit.
He knew that pregnancy would make women miserable, but he didn't know that just the morning sickness they talked about had already made his little girl feel so uncomfortable.
Doctor Mu did not dare to delay, and while he ordered the medical boy to prepare the medicine, he asked Cang Lin to prepare some mild food.
Perhaps because of the pills left by Shen Yuhe, the girl in front of him had morning sickness from time to time, so he felt that no matter how uncomfortable it was, he should be able to hold on.
But now, Miss Jin Yin's eyes had turned red, and tears were falling from the corners of her eyes from time to time.
It was heart-wrenching to watch, and it also made the prince next to him close to losing his mind.
"Did the girl suddenly feel unwell today?"
Before diagnosing the pulse, Doctor Mu spoke and looked at her face carefully.
Song Jinyin's eyes kept falling on the handkerchief Pei Yanzhou took out.
It's her craft, she recognizes it.
At this glance, she also saw the purse on the man's waist and the jade pendant that originally belonged to her.
Song Jinyin felt more and more ridiculous, and another tear fell from the corner of her eye because of the discomfort.
That day, he discarded the purse she made with his own hands and trampled on her sincerity until it was worthless. Now, I don't know who he wants to show it to.
Doctor Mu handed over a piece of chopped medicinal material with circles of lines, interrupting Song Jinyin's thoughts.
She took it, and before putting it in her mouth, she suppressed the discomfort that came over her again and her face turned cold.
"It was fine, it was him."
Song Jinyin pointed to the man next to her, "He just forced me to hug me. He made me want to vomit."
Several people next to him took a breath of air, lowered their heads and did not dare to look more, wishing that they could completely disappear here.
Only Doctor Mu had nowhere to hide and could only listen.
There was a chill behind him, and his hand holding the pills shook, and he did not dare to look back.
