Quickly wear multiple pregnancies, charming and charming the villain

When he heard this sentence, Lin Chunhuan frowned incomprehensibly, thinking about whether he had said or done anything that caused Arslan to misunderstand.

But thinking back from the beginning, she had never had the ambition to make Arslan the Khan, so how could she have misunderstood him.

Even though she knew that Arslan had indeed become Khan in her previous life, she had no special feelings about it, she just hoped that she could live an easier life.

What really worried her was not whether she could become Khan, but that Arslan was very likely not even to be able to become the Young Master!

Didn't he think that once he lost his identity as young master, it might not have any impact on him, but his life would be simpler than before.

But what about Zehyal?

Lin Chunhuan opened her mouth, feeling that she had thousands of words to say, but when she looked up and saw Arslan's slightly red and angry eyes, she couldn't say anything for a moment.

Waves of chill spread from the depths of her heart, chilling her whole body inch by inch.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "Young Master, I clearly haven't done anything. Why do you think so?"

"if not?"

Arslan stood up with disappointment in his eyes, "I don't care about the identity of this young master. I don't care whether he can be a khan in the future, just to give you a title."

"But now I understand that everything I have done for you may be worthless in your opinion. I should do nothing. The rules are right. A woman from the Central Plains is indeed not qualified to be a Dalan clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Arslan turned and left.

The moment she closed the door, Lin Chunhuan felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, and she couldn't stop her body from shaking at all.

She didn't even have the courage to ask, what should Siyal do?

The sky darkened as the sky gradually became chaotic and then calmed down with the sound of breathing. With a hoarse voice, Lin Chunhuan called Ulji in and asked for something to eat.

The morning sickness that had never occurred before suddenly appeared when she swallowed the first bite of food, and she turned around and vomited all over the place.

Ulji looked anxious, but she was just a girl. Faced with this kind of thing, she didn't know what to do. She could only pat Lin Chunhuan's back gently, trying to make her feel a little more comfortable.

Lin Chunhuan picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, raised his hand to wipe away the tears caused by hyperemesis, and leaned on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily.

She was silent for most of the day and thought for most of the day.

At first, she tried to excuse Arslan, thinking that maybe the other party didn't think about the consequences at all, and made a reckless decision just because he really cared about her.

But as soon as such an idea appeared, she really had no way to deceive herself.

Can a man who can win battles all year round, be brave and skilled in battle, and who is absolutely capable of becoming a khan, really be a reckless fool?

The answer is obvious, impossible.

Arsalan wanted it, he knew that once he lost his position as the young master, Caishiyal would have to return to live with the Khan. After all, it was a privilege only for the young master to have his biological mother live with him.

He also knew that without this identity, the safety of the women in the young master's mansion was no longer guaranteed.

Not only her, Lin Chunhuan, but also the two women who were given as gifts.

He knows it all! But I still did it. No one would do a business that would cost me grandma's house at a loss. If I did, it would be because there was a greater profit.

With his heart beating uncontrollably, Lin Chunhuan took a deep breath and crawled back onto the bed, "Wuleji, you go out first, I want to rest."

"But..." Ulji hesitated, "Dalan, you haven't eaten for a long time. Do you really want to stop eating?"

However, this time, Ulji received no response. Lin Chunhuan on the bed seemed to have really fallen asleep, and her breathing became steady and long.

Seeing this, Ulji didn't know what to do. He could only silently take the food and exit, closing the door softly.

Lin Chunhuan slept for four days.

"Good morning Ulji, what delicious food did you make today?"

In the early morning of the fifth day, Ulji was still worrying about how to get Lin Chunhuan to eat a little more. Before she could figure out the reason, he walked up to her with a smile on his face.

His body was clean and tidy, his face was radiant, and he didn't look like he had been depressed for several days at all.

Ulji blinked his eyes, "Dalan clan, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Lin Chunhuan responded with a smile, "Bring me the breakfast quickly. I have to apologize to the young master later. As a couple, we can't stay in a stalemate over this matter, right? ”

Hearing this, Ulji breathed a sigh of relief and quickly placed the prepared things in front of Lin Chunhuan, "It's great that you can think so, Dalan clan."

"You don't even know that I've been worried to death these past few days. I'm really afraid that there will really be a rift between you and the young master."

Under Ulji's chatter, Lin Chunhuan finished breakfast. She ate a little more than usual and looked really hungry.

Without letting Ulji follow, she walked outside the courtyard of Arslan by herself, took a deep breath, her smiling eyebrows became softer, the corners of her lips were slightly depressed, and her eyes were slightly red.

Without going in, he just stood outside under the big tree. The handkerchief in his hand was rolled up and loosened. His expression was tangled and lost. He stood there until noon. The servants came and went, pointing, but nothing happened. A man came up and spoke to her.

It was not until lunch that Arslan came back with his personal bodyguard. Their eyes met, but the other person just frowned and looked away, and went straight back to his residence.

Seeing this, Lin Chunhuan did not follow him, but lowered his head, his expression becoming more and more lost.

There was an ice basin in the room, and the coolness drove away the heat outside.

Today, the table was full of Arslan’s favorite food, but after taking two chopsticks, he felt that the food in front of him was a bit bland, “Is she still out?”

The guards around him didn't react for a moment. After all, Arslan had never mentioned Lin Chunhuan in the past few days. Even though he knew that the other party was still pregnant, he never cared about her.

No one who serves dim sum can be as indifferent as he is, so everyone is guessing that the Dalan family in Zhongyuan may have become too fresh and has fallen out of favor.

Even if she is pregnant and carrying one in her belly, her low status cannot be changed.

If it weren't for the talented Siyal from above, and the government would never allow such things as undermining and flattering others, Lin Chunhuan would probably have problems with even the most basic living security.