The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

"No need, I don't believe in fate." Ji Xuemian said lightly.

Duan Qichi helped Ji Xuemian lift up the pregnant woman, "I don't believe it either."

The little pregnant woman straightened her dress with a smile, "I don't dare to say anything else, this is the first time I've seen a nobleman with a purple face after meeting each other for so long, but in this purple face, there is inexplicably a hint of rosy bead... "

The footsteps of officers and soldiers came from a distance, shouting about catching spiders, the little pregnant woman's smile faltered, and she hurriedly led the two of them into the small woodshed through the back door of her house.

"This is my house, you two hide here for a while, I won't tell you not to come out!"

After the little pregnant woman finished speaking, she quickly locked the door of the woodshed. As soon as she closed the door, a group of officers and soldiers surrounded her.

"Girl, have you seen a man with a spider tattoo on his face - come on, we found it!"

"Girl, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you—"

There was a lot of noise outside, and it sounded like the little pregnant woman would not be in danger.

Unless they found out that the little pregnant woman hid Ji Xuemian and Duan Qichi.

In the darkness, Ji Xuemian had the illusion of being about to suffocate for the first time.

His fear of narrow, dark spaces gave him a sense of frustration that he couldn't control the situation.

He couldn't control the anxiety in his heart, what would happen if someone set fire to this small house, just like how all the people in Ji's mansion died in that fire, for so many years, it was like a nightmare haunting Ji Xuemian's heart.

Ji Xuemian has been trying to overcome this fear, but in the end he found to his dismay that he couldn't.

Duan Qichi didn't notice that Ji Xuemian was too quiet, he was also holding his breath, and also didn't want to be exposed to others.

He deftly twisted his body into a posture suitable for squatting in the small woodshed, as if he had twisted it countless times.

He groped for Ji Xuemian's position, first touched his collarbone, then went down to grab his waist, and quietly put Ji Xuemian in front of him.

He wrote a few words on Ji Xuemian's sweaty palm, "Are you afraid?"

Ji Xuemian closed her eyes to feel his handwriting, her warm fingertips stroked back and forth in the palm of her hand, and her blunt nails pressed lightly, like whispering intimately.

Ji Xuemian ignored him.

Duan Qichi felt that Ji Xuemian had been fighting a cold war, and the sweat on his palms was also cold.

Duan Qichi realized it, grabbed his palm, and wrote two more words, "Don't be afraid."

Just as Ji Xuemian understood these two characters, he was hugged in his arms.

At the beginning, she hugged him lightly, hugged him, and the arms tightened, and Ji Xuemian was forced to fall into his arms, not daring to make too much movement.

The officers and soldiers outside kept arguing, Ji Xuemian couldn't speak, but for the first time he didn't break free.

It was too/quiet, and Ji Xuemian didn't want to break the silence, so he could only bury his head in Duan Qichi's warm neck, like a little white bird that likes to bury his head.

Duan Qichi seemed to be tickled by the tip of his hair, and his arms around him tightened again.

Ji Xuemian couldn't breathe, but Duan Qichi stroked his hair, turned his head and bit his earlobe.

The warm breath lingered in his ears, Ji Xuemian's heart was beating like thunder, and he tightly closed his lips, fearing that Duan Qichi would overhear him.

However, Duan Qichi insisted on prying open his inseparable teeth. Amidst the thumping sound of his heart beating wildly, a secret flame quietly spread in his heart.

It wasn't until Ji Xuemian was about to suffocate that Duan Qichi reluctantly let go of him, put his arms around his neck, and pressed his forehead against his forehead. In an instant, the small firewood room was so narrow that only one and a half people could sit there, and only two hurried voices could be heard. Even breathing.

When Ji Xuemian heard the throbbing heartbeat of only himself in the small firewood room, he felt embarrassed and even a little bit at a loss.

When the little pregnant woman opened the chaimen, Ji Xuemian got out in disorderly steps, while Duan Qichi lagged behind, her expression was as usual, but there was a little emotion between her brows.

Ji Xuemian lowered her eyes, also hiding her emotions.

The little pregnant woman opened the door with a key and met Lingyin's anxious face.

"Where did your lord go? You scared me to death!" Lingyin welcomed several people in, "Sister Qiulian, you go out to tell fortunes with a big belly, and brother-in-law will beat me when he comes back!"

It seemed that Lan Shen had already told Lingyin their identities, and Lingyin wrote a piece of paper with crooked handwriting, "Deed of Sale."

Ji Xuemian held it with mixed emotions in her heart, but her face was calm, "You want to sell yourself to me?"

Lingyin nodded, "Yes, I will return to Beijing with my lord, and I will serve you for the rest of my life."

Qiu Lian sighed, "My younger brother has a miserable life. I picked him up when he was a child, but he has no ability to protect him. It's fine for him to go with you. In Tianhua City, he will be killed by countless people... "

Qiu Lian blushed, and refused to say the next thing, Ji Xuemian squeezed the contract of sale, after all, nothing more, handed the contract of sale to Lan Shen to keep it safe, and patted Lingyin's head, "That's fine."

Seeing that he agreed, Lingyin laughed, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her face was full of the inexperienced appearance of a young man from southern Xinjiang, as if she was very ignorant of what happened to him, which made Ji Xuemian feel uncomfortable.

Ji Xuemian thought of the little emperor who was far away in the capital, about the same age as him, but his fate was very different.

Ji Xuemian didn't believe in fate all the time, so he thought about it silently, and after he brought Lingyin back to the capital, he also taught him to read and write, and behave in a normal manner.

Lin Yuan jumped down from the roof, it seemed that he had been waiting for an opportunity just now, waiting for the officers and soldiers to enter the woodshed to catch Duan Qichi, he would rush down and chop them down.

Lin Yuan carefully avoided Qiu Lian, "Girl, it's such a chaotic world, why do you dare to conceive a child?"

Qiu Lian lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I didn't think about it at first. It was my husband who said to have a baby, so I was moved."

Ji Xuemian sat down to rest, but didn't notice that Duan Qichi looked at her round belly thoughtfully.

At dusk, a cloud of cooking smoke rose, Lingyin was busy cooking outside the house, Qiu Lian was unable to move, and had already gone back to the room to lie down, Lan Shen came in with a rice porridge pot, and quickly returned to the kitchen.

The tables and chairs in the room were very low, Ji Xuemian took off the silver whip around his waist and put it aside, stretched out his hands to fill a few bowls, the porridge was steaming hot, blew on it, saw Duan Qichi eagerly looking at the bowl of porridge in his hand, and asked him calmly, "Eat?"

Ji Xuemian's eyebrows and eyes are hidden behind the white mist, soft and soft like a warm spring/dream in the winter of the capital.

Duan Qichi's heart softened inexplicably, "I want you to feed me."

Ji Xuemian rolled her eyes: "I like to eat or not."

Lan Shen drank the porridge: "This porridge is quite fragrant, did you add flower petals?"

Duan Qichi took a spoonful, "Where did the flowers come from? It's because your lord is so fragrant."

Lan Shen scratched her head and smiled, "That's natural, everything about my family is good..."

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Lingyin cleaned up the dishes with swift hands and feet.

Lan Shen also got up, "My lord, my lord, I will patrol the city tonight. If there is an order, I will return immediately after giving a signal. Although Lin Yuan is guarding this street, I am not at ease."

Ji Xuemian nodded slightly, "Go ahead, be careful in everything."

Duan Qichi, who was sitting unattended, pouted his chin, and looked at Ji Xuemian carefully, but Ji Xuemian didn't hide, he watched as much as he liked, and he couldn't lose a piece of meat.

Gradually, those eyes began to make Ji Xuemian feel uncomfortable.

As soon as Lan Shen closed the door tightly, Ji Xuemian got up and wanted to leave: "My lord, it's late at night, I'm leaving."

Duan Qichi continued to look at him, smiling slightly with long eyes, "There are only two rooms in this house, should Xue Mian sleep in the firewood room or the kitchen?"

Ji Xuemian didn't know either, but he definitely couldn't stay in this room.

Duan Qichi continued: "Why don't you give me a squeeze, do you mind?"

Ji Xuemian naturally refused, bowed, and when he was about to push the door, Duan Qichi casually picked up the long whip that Ji Xuemian had left on the table, roughly measured the distance, raised his hand and threw it, and the door was slammed shut.

Ji Xuemian instinctively took a step back and bumped into his arms.

Ji Xuemian instinctively protected the Emperor Tiger Talisman on his chest, but Duan Qichi didn't think about the Emperor Tiger Talisman at all, or in other words, he didn't want to care about anything for the time being.

Thinking so, he did so. He grabbed the Emperor Tiger Talisman in Ji Xuemian's hand and threw it aside. The Emperor Tiger Talisman knocked on the stone floor with a heavy muffled sound, which sounded like he had completely ignored it.

Ji Xuemian pushed him away with a palm, rolled and bent over to grab the Emperor Tiger Talisman, but was stopped by Duan Qichi halfway, and he had no choice but to throw him on the table, his sick bones suddenly shattered, making the sound of heart palpitations.

A candle flickered in the house, and the summer night was eerily quiet.

Under the moonlight, Duan Qichi didn't know what was wrong with his brain, he grabbed Ji Xuemian's hands together and pressed them down, looking down at him, "Si Ling, can my brother have children?"

His strength was neither light nor heavy, and the other hand curled its knuckles and scraped Ji Xuemian's cheek.

This is nonsense.

Ji Xuemian leaned back on the cold wooden table, the blood rolling in his heart and lungs made him not want to say more, "Duan Qichi, don't push your nose on your face."

Duan Qichi didn't notice it, "I'm repaying my favor."

Ji Xuemian frowned, "What kind of favor do you want?"

Duan Qichi's eyes darkened, "You helped me kill the "spider", and I promise you with my body."

Ji Xuemian's cheeks turned red, "What kind of fallacies are you talking about? Get out!"

When Ji Xuemian thought that he might suffer, there was a slight sound of fear in his throat, and he couldn't help but hide back.

Duan Qichi was not easy to mess with, he directly took the hair tie and tied his wrists tightly.

"This hut is only so big, where are you going to go?" Duan Qichi covered him tightly, teasing him with kind words, "Si Ling, will you give birth to a child of you and me?"

Ji Xuemian gritted her teeth and said, "I, give birth, no, no."

For a reasonable answer, Duan Qichi sighed: "I know you're not in good health and won't be able to give birth, so you can't lie to me?"

Duan Qichi thought for a while, "Even if you promise to give birth to me, I'm not willing to let you suffer, it's fine if you don't give birth."

Ji Xuemian narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly: "Don't you dare to say one more thing—"

Duan Qichi covered his eyes, Ji Xuemian only felt a dull pain on his lips, and his words were hidden in the sound of water.

This kiss is not good, Ji Xuemian felt that there seemed to be Gu worms crawling in the blood vessels.

Ji Xuemian was not reconciled, but had no choice but to say: "The Gu worm...is causing trouble."

Duan Qichi was still a little unwilling at first, there was a sign of paranoia in his eyes, and he would never give up until he forced out the answer he wanted.

Hearing what Ji Xuemian said, the thought of bullying him immediately came to mind.

"Xue Mian, if you want me to help you, it's not impossible, as long as you coax me and say that you are willing to give me a baby."

Ji Xuemian forced himself to raise his breath, and kicked him in the chest, using all his strength, "Shut up."

Duan Qichi was kicked, and he just frowned: "Is he alive?"

Ji Xuemian had endured so much, he was so angry that he coughed, "No life!"

Duan Qichi smiled, grasped his knee, bent it up, and looked at Ji Xuemian unscrupulously.

"Is it really impossible to give birth?" The smile is really hateful.

Ji Xuemian's brows were sobbing, with nowhere to place his strength, he slapped him directly, Duan Qichi dodged deftly.

However, Ji Xuemian's ears gradually began to buzz, like a swarm of bees flying around, and he could hardly hear anything.

Duan Qichi smiled again and said, "I'll ask you again, will you give birth to me?"

Ji Xuemian held back her tears and shook her head: "I can't give birth... I can't give birth..."

Ji Xuemian was dizzy and dizzy, almost unable to feel the existence of his brain.

He also refused to mess around with Duan Qichi, and scolded him as soon as he opened his mouth. He was a shameless bastard and scolded him over and over again.

Duan Qichi really didn't want to turn this matter over lightly, he held his wrist thoughtfully, "One last time, will it happen or not? We'll talk after we think about it."

Ji Xuemian's heart seemed to be split open by a sword. This animal is a donkey with tears in its eyes. It has no other choice but to give in first: "Birth, birth, give birth to you..."

"How many births?"

"It's okay to give birth to a bunch of head offices..."

That night, Ji Xuemian was forced by Duan Qichi to say countless words that he was willing to give birth to a bunch of children for him.

The jet-black headband was thrown to the ground, and a wrist that was so white that it lost its color was trying to claw its way out of the wooden edge.

But in a moment, it was grabbed by another wide and slender hand, and it was grabbed back abruptly.

From the moon on the branches to the sun coming out of the mountain, Ji Xuemian, who had been exhausted for a whole night because of Gu insects, slept under the quilt, her breathing was shallow, and she almost couldn't tell whether she was dead or alive.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the couch.

He was surprised to see Duan Qichi sitting neatly on the edge of the couch, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at him motionlessly for an unknown how long.

Ji Xuemian was probably tired, for the first time in a year, he had a good night's sleep without waking up in the middle of the night.

Ji Xuemian wanted to drink water, but smoke came from his throat and he couldn't speak, so he scolded Duan Qichi all night, without a hint of hypocrisy.

He just wanted to get up, but suddenly his stomach hurt unbearably, and he fell back again.

Duan Xichi quickly supported him with sharp eyes, restrained his expression, hesitated for a moment, "Si Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Xuemian couldn't speak, and felt anxious for a moment, his lungs were in severe pain, he coughed a few times, and a few streaks of blood emerged from his fingers.

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