What is regret?
Since Han Jiyun inherited the title, he has never done anything he regrets.
He always has no plans left, and his heart is as deep as the bottom of the sea. No one knows what he is really planning, and understands his monstrous ambition and his confidence that he will realize his ambition.
But today, at this moment, he regretted it!
I really regret it!
He should have waited!
The blood stains on the bed spread to the bottom of the bed. The reason why he froze was because he stepped into the blood pool.
The girl on the bed raised her eyebrows and looked at Han Jiyun's expression ashen, his intestines turning green with regret, and a happy smile appeared on his fair and tender face.
But in Han Jiyun's eyes, the girl turned her head when she heard the noise, and a comforting smile appeared on her pale face, as if she was afraid that he would be scared and wanted to comfort him.
Han Jiyun was shocked.
Why!
It's obviously her who suffers, isn't it? !
Why was she afraid of him because of her miserable condition? !
"Lianlian..." Han Jiyun took a step forward, and heard the terrible sound of treading water in his ears. The sound made his heart twitch and he could hardly move.
But the girl on the bed reached out to him, as if she had something to say, so he quickly ran over.
His warm hand touched the girl's, and his eyes widened in shock at the deathly coldness: "I, I asked the doctor to come over, I..."
The girl interrupted him hoarsely: "It's because I can't help you and can't make you believe in me that I ended up in this situation today."
She held his hand, lifted the quilt, and pressed it on her blood-covered pants between her legs: "I'm sorry I couldn't keep him for you. He's gone. He's a boy..."
The sad voice made Han Jiyun want to laugh, but he couldn't.
He actually saw a child-shaped shadow crawling out from between her legs, crawling along his fingers until it climbed onto his shoulder and rubbed his face affectionately.
But just for a moment, the shadow disappeared.
He seemed to hear the soft and nostalgic laughter of a child.
It seemed like there was nothing.
There was only the girl's pale and apologetic face in front of him. He stared at the place where the child crawled out. Even though the child was still wearing pants, he still had an image instantly.
His outlook was shattered and he was dumbfounded.
It had only been a few days since she was sent to the palace. Even if she was really pregnant, there was no way it would be pregnant.
If it was his, he only had sex last night, the time was even shorter, and it was even less likely that he would see the human form!
So, what was that just now?
He shook his hands, his fingertips were soaked in blood bubbles, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.
The slippery feeling when the child climbs up is so real!
"Don't be afraid, Ji Yun. The child just likes you very much. I forced him to come with my formation, so he is smart and wise early. If he can be born, he will definitely have a photographic memory and be extremely talented..."
She shed tears as she spoke and hurriedly wiped them away: "I didn't mean to say this, don't be sad, I know you don't like him, and I will never say it again in the future!"
Han Jiyun felt like something was stuck in his throat.
How ridiculous!
There is no room for him not to believe it!
seeing is believing!
That child had a shape just after conception. If it could be born, it would definitely be the Qilin son of his Han family!
He opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out. When he finally managed to make a sound, he called the doctor in a trembling voice.
"Doctor! We must keep their mother and son! I will give you any money!"
The girl shook her head miserably, her crystal tears like broken glass beads:
"It's late, Ji Yun, but it doesn't matter. For you, I will think of other ways. Even if it costs half my life, I will force it on you again."
After she finished speaking, there was suddenly blood between her legs, and she fainted with a pale face.
Han Jiyun was soaked in blood and his whole body froze.
Why, how could so much blood flow out from there? ! ! !
His breathing was stagnant and his eyes were somewhat distracted.
"Doctor! Doctor!!!"
Looking at Han Jiyun who transformed into a screaming chicken, Chonglian was extremely shocked by the performance of Jin Qiushuang and her son.
Even the little baby who hated his scumbag father the most had a livid face full of resentment and reluctantly kissed Han Jiyun closely.
Although the child is young, he is really dedicated. Such a post can give Han Jiyun a headache for ten days and a half.
Chonglian lay down on the bed and waited for the doctor to come in.
Unlike Han Jiyun, the doctor did not wipe cow's tears from his eyelids, so the illusion of the ghost mother and son had limited impact.
But that's the difference between a ten square meter blood pool and a two square meter pool of blood.
When the doctor saw Chonglian's miserable condition, his eyes widened in shock. Damn it? It’s already like this, why do you need help? Just bury it!
"Here, my condolences, Lord Marquis..."
Han Jiyun said sharply: "Don't you want Dr. Li's medical clinic to open?!"
For the sake of human life, the doctor endured his anger and stepped forward to check his pulse. His brows softened slightly and he said in surprise:
"Mrs. Hou took a lot of yin-cold medicine. Although she will no longer be able to have children in the future, she is so lucky that she can still survive."
Han Jiyun grabbed him who was about to write a prescription: "I want their mother and son to be safe!"
The old doctor looked serious: "How long have you been pregnant?"
Han Jiyun said anxiously: "Last night! We just had a good time last night! You think of a way to keep the child, I will give you any money!"
The old doctor looked at him in astonishment. No, is he sick? !
It happened that there was a sound of fighting outside, and Han Jiyun hurried to see it. The old doctor hurriedly wrote down the prescriptions for health and life-saving, gave them to Chonglian, explained them one by one, and ran away in the chaos.
He had no choice but to run away. Marquis An Ning loved his wife as much as her life. When he learned that his wife had been harmed, he went crazy with excitement. He had a ghost child to protect!
Chonglian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No matter how fierce the beating outside was, she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and slept until she heard a exclamation.
"lady!"
"jasper?"
Biyu always had a cold expression, but now she couldn't help but have an angry look on her face.
After only one night of absence, the graceful and noble lady was tortured until her face turned pale. She bit her lips like petals and suppressed her screams in pain.
Those peach-blossom eyes that were always full of smiles are now blurry and hazy with tears, which makes people heartbroken.
Biyu suddenly felt sour in her heart, feeling angry that a rare treasure had been deliberately damaged, and quickly walked to the bed.
Chonglian raised his eyes. Hey hey? The little girl is a bit too particular about her face.
Biyu's hands trembled before she dared to touch her, and she arranged her sweaty hair: "Madam, I will take you back to the palace."
Chonglian's voice was hoarse: "Why are you here?"
Was it because she didn't hurt Huo Shang hard enough?
Or did she not understand the essence when she imitated the cerebral palsy love brain?
As soon as she moved, her tears fell and fell into her jet-black hair.
Biyu clenched her fists: "This slave has offended me!"
She balled up the quilt, wrapped the heavy lotus into a Swiss roll, picked it up and ran away.
Han Jiyun shouted: "Put it down..."
Before he finished speaking, Biyu "accidentally" knocked him to the ground. Coupled with the bad luck all over his body, Gululu rolled onto the flowerpot and fainted.
