In the backyard, Xie Wanqing was unaware of all this. At the mont, she had moved a soft chair to sit under the eaves, holding a needle and thread, embroidering a child’s bib.
Ji Chengfeng sat across from her, and after she had made more than ten stitches, he called her na, gently reminding her to take care of her eyes.
To this, Xie Wanqing expressed her helplessness.
Over ti, she had long since lost the awkwardness she felt at the beginning. After the third ti he reminded her, Xie Wanqing said, "You are a dignified Governor of the Continent, how do you have so much free ti?"
Watching a woman doing needlework every day, with that ti, can’t you do sothing else?
Ji Chengfeng laughed at this, "You are about to give birth, and Brother Xie is so busy. Naturally, I have to pay more attention."
Such reasonable words.
For a mont, Xie Wanqing found herself speechless.
She put down the needle and thread in her hand, reached out to pour a cup of tea for the person opposite her, and said angrily, "It’s hard for you to say so much, here, have a cup of tea to soothe your throat."
Ji Chengfeng smiled again, held the tea, and took a slow sip. Just as he was about to speak, he seed to sense sothing, turned his head slightly, his eyes still.
Xie Wanqing noticed and followed his gaze.
A familiar figure stood beneath the phoenix tree, when unknown, with a carpet of withered phoenix leaves at his feet, against an overcast sky, he looked steadily this way.
Too far away, Xie Wanqing could not see his eyes, but her heart pounded uncontrollably.
For so reason, at this mont, she recalled their first eting.
On Vermilion Bird Street, he wore a long blue robe, elegant and clean as jade, just standing there was enough to attract everyone’s attention.
And now, his appearance remained unparalleled, as graceful and elegant as when they first t. It seed nothing had changed, yet he seed to blend into the desolate autumn scene.
Dim, dull, as if all color had been lost.
A dull ache spread in her heart, and Xie Wanqing instinctively stood up.
As she stood up, her protruding belly beca completely exposed, causing Pei Yuqing to suddenly narrow his eyes, a slight sway to his body, almost losing his balance.
Beside him, Xie YanYu supported him with a hand, lowering his voice, "Wanwan is about to give birth; things are set and cannot be changed. Changqing, rember, do not agitate her."
As he spoke, the girl over there moved, stepping toward them.
Ji Chengfeng frowned slightly, reaching out to support her elbow, but realizing this was inappropriate, he called over a nearby maid.
In just a few hesitant seconds, Pei Yuqing had already co near.
He looked at the girl in a plain dress before him, her belly protruding, as his eyes gradually reddened.
"Wanwan..."
Xie Wanqing lowered her head, her hands supporting her belly, too ashad to look at him.
Hearing him call her na, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered, "...I’m sorry."
She had thought many tis about what it would be like if she saw Pei Yuqing again.
But she never imagined it would be him coming from thousands of miles away, and she pregnant with another man’s child, about to give birth.
Truly, the emotions of guilt and remorse were nearly destroying her.
The sha and harm she brought to him, to the Duke Pei Mansion, would be enough to warrant death as atonent.
What could a single apology an?
Yet, as soon as she spoke, the tall young man could no longer hold back, his lips quivering abruptly, "Don’t say such things."
He reached out to hold her shoulder, looking her up and down, tremblingly asking, "That night on the boat was so dangerous, Wanwan, were you hurt?"
User Comments
0 comments from readers