An Xin looked at the woman stunned for a moment and got out of the car with him.

I had already seen An Xin coming from not far away, the woman's eyes condensed slightly, and she looked at her intently: "An Xin? ”

"Hmm." An Xin nodded, both excited and relieved.

"Huh." Xia Ziyan smiled lightly, but her clear and transparent eyes couldn't hide the excitement: "Lu Xiao should have told you, I'm ...... Your sister. ”

"Yes, sister, I know everything." An Xin walked up to her and squatted down to look at her: "Sister, you are so beautiful." ”

Although she looks very similar to her, An Xin feels that she is much more beautiful than herself, her eyes are as cold and clear as Lu Xiao's, which makes people envious when they see it, and she also exudes a kind of clear atmosphere, like a snow lotus on the top of the mountain, which makes people want to appreciate it unconsciously, but they dare not get too close......

An Xin suddenly thought that if she and Lu Xiao stood together, how good and enviable they would be.

"Xin'er, we are all children with a hard life."

Xia Ziyan gently grabbed An Xin's hands and looked at her pale little face carefully, Lu Xiao didn't hide her, her sister's situation was very bad.

An Xin smiled: "Sister, everything will be fine." ”

She smiled so freely and clearly, as if she had already put life and death out of the way, Xia Ziyan's heart trembled faintly, and she smiled: "Yes, everything will be fine." ”

"Well, sister, let me tell you the good news, I'm pregnant." An Xin lowered her head and looked at her abdomen, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked into a smile.

However, when Xia Ziyan heard this, her face showed obvious shock: "Xin'er, you can't have children now." ”

Lu Xiao, who had been standing quietly on the side, also showed obvious worry between his eyebrows at this time.

"I decided." An Xin smiled calmly: "Sister, you are my only relative in this world, if I have any accidents after giving birth to a child, I hope you can take more care of him (her)." ”

"Xin'er......" Xia Ziyan sighed silently, gently stroking An Xin's hair with her left hand, and sure enough, as Lu Xiao said, her sister's stubbornness was distressing.

……

Chu Lingye sat on the seat in the corner of the winery, drinking quietly alone, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile from time to time.

Bitter wine hurts the body, so he only drinks when he is in a good mood.

From the moment An Xin tore Ruru's portrait, he was completely disappointed in her, and since then, he has never gone back, even occasionally thinking of her will feel cold, however, knowing that she is pregnant behind him, his cold heart suddenly warmed, and it has been warm, and it seems to have reimplanted her figure in his mind, no matter how he waves, he can't disperse.

"Lord Wang, is it boring to drink wine alone?" Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from behind him.

It's him!

The smile on Chu Lingye's face instantly dissipated, his brows furrowed, and then he changed to a natural expression, and said lukewarmly: "What?" Mr. Mo wants to have a drink with me? ”

"Hehe, since the prince wants to invite me to drink, how dare I not appreciate it?" In the ridicule, Mo Ziming had already walked over and sat opposite Chu Lingye: "Little Er, bring a cup." ”

Chu Lingye glanced at him indifferently and didn't speak.

In the past, he was polite on the surface when he saw Mo Ziming, but at this time, thinking of the relationship between Mo Ziming and An Xin, it was already the greatest politeness to him that he didn't immediately turn his face with him.

Xiao Er quickly brought the wine bowl, and Mo Ziming picked up the jar of wine in Chu Lingye's hand and poured it for himself: "Look at the prince's face, it doesn't seem that I am very welcome." ”

"When will Mr. Mo learn to beat around the bush?" Chu Lingye stared, and there was a faint dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Huh." Mo Ziming smiled dryly, but in the next second, he was already serious, and solemnly looked at Chu Lingye's cold face: "Xin'er has your child." ”

Chu Lingye sneered: "The princess of this king is pregnant, and it is not the turn of an outsider to report the good news." ”

"I'm not announcing good news, she's seriously ill and can't have children." Mo Ziming picked up the wine glass, but the wine was even more bitter and depressed.

"What?" Chu Lingye frowned in disbelief, his heart tightened very tightly in an instant, although Mo Ziming was a cynical master, he knew that he would not joke with him about this kind of thing.

"It's a problem in the lungs, she was already very sick before she married you, and now the situation is even worse......" Mo Ziming took a deep breath of pain:

"Lord Wang, she doesn't live long, but she insists on giving birth to a child for you, and even wants to give up taking medicine, only you can persuade her in this world."

Is it a dream?

Or did he drink too much and hallucinate?

But Mo Ziming's voice rang in his ears, every word was so clear and sharp, like a cold knife, stabbing into his heart, forcibly stripping away all the joy in his heart, leaving only endless pain.