Seeing her chest rising and falling slightly, beads of sweat appeared on her pink face.
He knew that she was actually very nervous too.
He wiped the sweat from her face with his fingers.
He said calmly, with a hint of command in his tone: "Go and see if my painting looks good!"
It seemed that he had not heard what she said just now and was not prepared to answer.
After saying that, he couldn't help but grab her hand and pull her to the long white jade table.
His hand was very strong, so big that it seemed like he was going to break her bones.
She felt pain and frowned, but he seemed not to notice.
Walking to the long white jade table, he picked up the rice paper on the table with his other hand.
"Look, how is my painting?" he said with a smile.
"Does it look like you?"
She raised her eyes and saw that Xijian Liying's painting was very good, and the two people on the paper were painted very vividly.
She had a faint smile on her face. Her smile was confident and generous, making her look noble and beautiful.
And he, with his peerless appearance, tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell entirely on her face, his eyes filled with adoration.
Looking at this painting, she felt sour in her heart.
If this kind of picture book is circulated, no one will doubt their love.
But?
Can Taiping be whitewashed forever? Just like her belly, it won't be able to hide it for a long time.
"Li Ying," she bit her lower lip lightly and said in a very low voice, "I'm pregnant, it's Jun Wuhen's child!"
His body trembled slightly, but his eyes still fell on the picture scroll.
"Li Ying, I'm sorry!" she said softly.
Although it was not her original wish to have this child.
However, what happened has happened and she can't escape it.
His handsome brows wrinkled, and his handsome face turned very pale, just like the flowers in the garden falling in the wind.
His eyes slowly floated from the scroll to her face.
Look at her eyes, her eyebrows, her lips.
Then, word by word, he slowly said: "Kill him!"
ps: Dear friends, I am also very conflicted about writing such a plot. I personally prefer stories that involve vigorous love and vigorous hatred. It seems that I have never written one before. I wonder if you will like it?
There are three lines in my mind now, 1, cups, 2, half sad and half happy, 3, washing utensils. Um, which one do you like?