Yi Ling'er listened to Murong Xiang's almost coquettish voice, and suddenly felt that the domineering man in front of her was a little cute.

The quilt on the bed had already been kicked aside, although it was night, Yi Linger didn't feel cold, I don't know if it was because of being held by this man.

Did he just want to tell him about the past he had forgotten?

"No, I want to know."

Ellinger hurriedly spoke, for fear that he would regret it or fall asleep.

The past events he said might awaken his memory.

She has no memory of the past few days, and she feels that this world is so strange, she has no support, as if she is in a vast and bottomless sea, unable to grasp anything useful.

If it weren't for the child in her womb, she really didn't know if she would have survived.

Although three men said that it was her husband, she knew very well that someone must have lied to her, but she was not sure, and even if she had an idea in her head, she could not make a firm decision.

"Don't be afraid, Ling'er, if you feel helpless or sad, can you try to believe me?"

Murong Xiang said this very softly, and there was a seriousness and strictness in her eyes that she rarely saw.

He stroked her hair, as if sensing her sadness, and his hand tightened again.

He told her to try to believe him!

Let her believe in him unconditionally without a single memory of her!

Murong Xiang was also very unconfident when he said that, after all, Ling'er didn't remember him now.

After Yi Ling'er heard what he said, tears rolled in her eyes, the torture of the past few days had pushed her to the brink of collapse, Murong Xiang's words undoubtedly touched the deepest hidden place in her heart.

Some people cried for her, some people were haggard for her, some people compromised for her, but no one except him knew the helplessness in her heart, and no one begged her to believe like him.

"Tell me about the past."

Although she was very touched in her heart, she didn't come out lightly, even if she had the ability to judge, but she had no basis for judgment, and the child in her womb couldn't be fine.

Murong Xiang heard the choking of her voice, and didn't say anything to comfort her, but put his head against her head and slowly told the memory buried in his heart: "When I was a child, I lived in a hidden wilderness with my mother and Rong An, and I thought I would live like that forever. ”

"My friend since I was a child was only Rong An, and only my mother, who loved me, but I never met my father."

"I don't know why my father banished my mother from the palace, so I felt like an abandoned child since I was a child, although my mother devoted herself to me, but I still hated my father."

The man's voice trembled a little, as if he had thought of something, his eyes closed slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already hidden his feelings.

"Until one day, a man's visit suddenly broke my life and sent you to my side."

Murong Xiang touched her hair again, as if Yi Ling'er was the most precious treasure in this world, and he couldn't help but cherish it.

Sent himself to his side, or when he was a child, Yi Ling'er was a little confused, didn't Yi Qingyang say that the two of them grew up together?