pregnant His eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Murong Zixuan who was looking at him with a serious expression.
Mu Yan's expression was stiff and he pulled the corners of his mouth, raising a smile that was uglier than crying, and slowly brushed his flat belly with his right hand.
"You're kidding me, right?"
"Whether it's a joke or not, you will know later."
Pursing his lower lip, Murong Zixuan pressed his temple with a headache.
"I have never encountered such a serious injury, but the fetus has not yet fallen out."
Looking at Mu Yan's confused expression, Murong Zixuan lowered his eyes and asked, "Do you want this child?"
Does she want this child?
Can she have this child?
Mu Yan knew very well that this was her and Xia Yifeng's child, but now, she wished that no one would care about her, and she quickly escaped from this prison and left Xia Yifeng's side.
How could she cause trouble for herself and face him again?
Involved in an unclear relationship But don't Looking down at her abdomen, Mu Yan seemed to be able to feel that there was a little life inside that was just about to move.
This life was living in her body.
Soon, this life would become a crying, fussy, talking, and capable child. call your child His hands were shaking a little.
Mu Yan had never felt this way before, this feeling of caring so much about a life.
"You're definitely not kidding me, are you?"
Raising his eyes slightly, Mu Yan's eyes flashed with mysterious light, and he asked in a low voice with a hoarse voice.
"I never joke about this kind of thing."
Murong Zixuan pursed his lips and smiled helplessly, and Murong Zixuan could see Mu Yan's uncertainty.
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
He stood up and took out a small bundle from his arms.
He opened it under Mu Yan's puzzled gaze.
Looking at the delicate silver needles, Murong Zixuan sighed softly and turned his head to take a look.
The person sitting on the bed spoke softly , "I won't let you give me the answer now, but it's best not to delay this kind of thing for too long, otherwise the consequences will be beyond your imagination.
I will help you heal your injuries today, and I will help you when I come over tomorrow night Take your medicine and have a good rest."
He will come over tomorrow Listening to Murong Zixuan's words, Mu Yan's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
Thinking of Xia Yifeng's unpredictable face, Mu Yan clenched his fists and shook his head.
"Go away and don't come back again."
Raising his eyebrows indifferently, Murong Zixuan turned around and pushed Mu Yan's stiff body down on the bed, his eyes full of doting and helplessness.
"Don't worry, there are no diseases that I can't cure or people that I can't save.
This little injury is nothing to me, your third brother.
In less than half a month, I guarantee that you will be as alive and kicking as before, okay?"
half a month Looking into Murong Zixuan's eyes, Mu Yan didn't understand what could make this rich kid tell such a fantasy so confidently.
The palms of Xia Yifeng and Feng Xiaoling almost broke her internal organs.
He actually vowed to make her recover within half a month.
"What if you can't do it."
Looking at Murong Zixuan funny, Mu Yan suddenly felt that he had underestimated this man before.
Under the dim candlelight, his face was as clear as a sculpture, his eyes were beautiful, his nose was like a bridge, and his skin was like gelatin.
He was not as arrogant as a monster like Xia Yifeng, but he was indeed a handsome man.
Without the playful smile of the past, Murong Zixuan now had a faint, inexplicable feeling of peace of mind.
Although he looked carefree on the outside, the sparkle in his eyes instantly told her that she really couldn't underestimate him.
He dared to come to Prince Xia's Mansion alone in the middle of the night.
He didn't know where this place was, or he didn't understand the horror of Xia Yifeng.
Or maybe he didn't take everything seriously at all "If I can't do it, I will kill or behead you, Fourth Sister."
He chuckled and looked down at Mu Yan lying on the bed.
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Murong Zixuan picked up the silver needle and began to acupuncture her with a deep look.
I have never felt so nervous, and time passed so slowly.
It wasn't until Mu Yan's forehead began to sweat that he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After more than an hour, after packing his things and looking at Mu Yan who had closed his eyes and fallen asleep, Murong Zixuan smiled slightly.
He stretched out tiredly, opened the door carefully, and quietly left Prince Xia's Mansion, returning to his own mansion as if nothing had happened.
Staggering to the door, he wanted to sneak back to the room to rest without disturbing anyone, but unexpectedly he saw Murong Xuanyuan coming back drunk.
Murong Zixuan suddenly hated himself for not coming back so early and so late. bumped into him "Second, uncle."
He greeted the man opposite him with an awkward grin.
Looking at the weird smile on Murong Xuanyuan's face, Murong Zixuan couldn't help but shudder.
"Hey, eldest nephew, where are you at so late?"
Curious light flashed in his narrowed eyes.
Murong Xuanyuan knew very well that although his nephew was a little idle and not doing his job on weekdays, he was still a good person.
I always go home and go to bed on time.
I have never come back so late since I was a child.
What is going on today?
He walked over and walked around Murong Zixuan twice.
Looking at Murong Zixuan's unnatural expression, he leaned over and smelled the smell on his body, "Which girl did you go to?
Why have I never smelled this before?"
Woolen cloth" "Second Uncle" a blush appeared on his cheeks, Murong Zixuan took two steps back to open the distance between himself and Murong Xuanyuan, "You drank too much, Zixuan will go back to the room to rest first, we will talk about anything tomorrow."
After saying that, he hurriedly escaped from Murong Xuanyuan's sight without looking back.
"Hey, little bastard, you have learned this trick."
He rubbed his hair and looked at Murong Zixuan's back.
Murong Xuanyuan walked forward with a chuckle.
Talk about it tomorrow?
Just say it tomorrow.
He wants to see what this silly boy can say to him: