Deng Mei saw it and reprimanded, "Xiao Hei, come down, don't make noise for the master to rest." ”

Nichuhe shook his head, his voice weak, "Let it stay." ”

Deng Mei hesitated for a moment, didn't say anything more, and retreated silently.

From beginning to end, Nichuhe was calm, and there was no sadness or sadness about the loss of the child.

The maids only thought she was too sad and hid her sadness in her heart, although she was worried, she was helpless.

In the quiet and dim tent, Ni Chuhe stroked Xiao Hei's head again and again, and whispered softly, as if asking it, as if asking himself, "Xiao Hei, he should be cast into another world, right?" Without a careless E-Niang like me, he would have been born safely. ”

"Meow~" Xiao Hei screamed, stuck out his tongue and licked her face, and a childish voice sounded, "Ni Chuhe, I'm sorry, it's me who is not good." ”

Nichuhe looked blankly at its drooping head and dejected look.

Xiao Hei's ears moved, her head rubbed in her neck socket, and her eyes were astringent, "If I hadn't designed you to enter the Fourth Master's Mansion, I wouldn't have caused you to become like this, I'm sorry." ”

It blinked its amber eyes, and a hot tear fell into her neck, and her heart suddenly softened.

Nichuhe thought, it turns out that cats also have tears.

Maybe it's because she didn't feel it before, and she has lost it before she can taste it.

She didn't feel sad about losing her child, just a little bit of loss, and maybe something else.

"How can I blame you? You don't know it's going to happen. In the end, it's my fault, I didn't find out about his existence, it was my ignorance that killed my child, didn't you listen to Lang Zhong? ”

She tugged at the corners of her lips, not knowing whether it was sarcasm or helplessness, "What a ridiculous thing, I actually killed my child myself, maybe that person, he is also a murderer, but can I blame him?"

He's right, it's only my fault if it's wrong, it's my carelessness, it's my self-righteousness, it's my stupidity. ”

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, casting a dark cyan shadow, "I think of him too well, from the beginning I regarded him as my food and clothing, and also as my future dependence, sure enough, I was wrong."

How can you trust a man who would mutilate his brother's siblings? Any woman can bear him a child, but what is my child? I'm stupid, too. ”

Xiao Hei moved into her arms, his head rubbing against her face, his amber eyes moist, "Don't be sad, it's not your fault." ”

It doesn't know how to comfort people, it only says this one.

It didn't know how much pain she had just had, but it wanted to hurt for her.

The world of cats is very simple, it was the only one in the past few hundred years, but now, it has an extra Nichuhe in its life.

It wanted to protect her.

But it didn't protect her, and she was hurt.

It lowered its eyes, and a flash of anger flashed in its eyes very quickly.

Ni Chuhe didn't pay attention and shook his head, "I'm not sad, but I suddenly understood a truth." ”

Blackie didn't understand.

Nichuhe said no more.

A person and a cat are quiet, nestling up to each other, inexplicably revealing warmth.

Perhaps animals are more reliable than people.

The thought popped into Nichuhe's heart.

The fourth master came back early today, and he was in the palace to listen to the people around him about the affairs of the house, so he hurried back.

As soon as he returned, he went to Nichuhe first.

The subordinate in the courtyard asked for peace, he waved his hand, twisted his eyebrows, looked bad, and entered the house.

Ni Chuhe was lying down, drowsy, and when he heard the maid say that the fourth master was coming, he opened his eyes and wanted to get up.

The fourth master opened the curtain, stepped forward a few steps and pressed her shoulder, his eyes were gentle, "Don't move." ”

Ni Chuhe didn't move, glanced at the fourth master's serious face, lowered his eyelids, and looked very weak, "I can't ask for peace for the master, forgive me." ”

"When is it, what rules are you talking about?" The fourth master scolded softly, sat in front of her, held her slightly cold little hand, and stared at her haggard and weak face, "Why are you so careless?" Don't you know if you have a body? ”

Listening to his gentle rebuke, Nichuhe blinked his sour eyes, did not speak, but withdrew his hand.

The fourth master was stunned, looked at her calm face, frowned, and suddenly softened his voice, "Okay, it's not good for you, I shouldn't blame you, why are you still angry with you?" ”

Ni Chuhe's hand in the quilt clenched, and he almost couldn't help but ask: Did you really not know that I had your child before?

Yesterday, she wouldn't have thought much about it, but now, she couldn't help but be suspicious.

She would rather tell herself that this person is unlikely to do anything to his child.

But really?

Sometimes that's how it is, with the slightest suspicion, it will take root in the heart, and it will be difficult to return to the original state.

She also wondered if the bowl of medicine in the morning had been tampered with, or if it was not a child-avoiding medicine at all, but something else.

The bowl of medicine was sent from the front yard, so I can't find anything.

But Langzhong's words are not wrong, and last night's incident was also the trigger.

She was already a little unwell last night, and she couldn't be wrong.

The more I think about it, the more chilling I feel, and the more I think about it, the more I can't face him casually.

All day long, she wondered if she was wrong and shouldn't have pinned her future on a man.

After thinking about it all day, when he saw him again, he realized that he didn't want to see his hypocritical face anymore.

But she also knew that no matter what she was doing, she couldn't show it on her face, so she smiled reluctantly, "The concubine is not angry with her father, she just feels that she has not done a good job and has not protected this child."

Maybe the concubine really has nothing to do with this child, this is the first and last child of the concubine, and there will be no one in the future. ”

She said very calmly, but there was a bit of loneliness in her tone.

At first, the fourth master thought that what she said was that she couldn't be reborn, frowned, and couldn't help but reprimand, "What nonsense, when did Lang Zhong say this?" You'll ...... later."

Speaking of the word "later", he suddenly realized, and the words stopped for a moment, and his eyes looked at the woman with a pale face and no reaction.

He didn't say that sentence after all, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Nichuhe's heart sank.

It's all like this, and he still doesn't change his original intention.

Sure enough, she shouldn't have any extravagant hopes.

"When you are better, I asked Buck to come and see you, as for the child......" He paused and said softly: "If you really want to, I will raise one for you in the future, you treat him as your own biological child, and you will treat your mother and son well." ”

Someone else's.

This should be the limit of what he can do.

Ni Chuhe sneered in his heart, but he didn't say good, nor did he say bad.

The fourth master only thought that she was in a bad mood when she suddenly lost her child, so she no longer mentioned this sensitive topic.

The fourth master stayed tonight, and Ni Chuhe guessed that maybe he was guilty and wanted to make up for it.

Both of them never mentioned the matter of the child again, as if it had passed.