At night, Lian Zhou couldn't support it anymore, she fell on the bed, holding her stomach tightly, and her body was already sweating like rain.

After the shouting and fussing just now, all the people in the room were yelled out by her, her stomach hurt as if it was shrinking into a ball, she bit her lip and climbed into bed without taking off her shoes, and there was blood between her lips.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door: "Young Master." ”

"Why are you outside?"

"Back to the young master's words, Miss Song just became ill again, she said that we are all bad people, and we must be let out, and she also stabbed Ayuan's hand with scissors."

Meng Hui's voice did not appear again, but the door creaked darkly, and at the same time, Meng Hui walked in.

The girl on the bed was curled up in a ball, her little face was hidden in her messy black hair, her single clothes were wet with sweat, and her little feet were tightly arched, looking painful.

Lian Zhou thought that he would not come, although before he left, she showed that she wanted him to come, but it was only a means to reduce his concerns, and she thought that the more enthusiastic she became, the more disgusted he would become.

Sure enough, the boy didn't play his cards according to common sense at all.

Meng Hui saw Lian Zhou's painful appearance, and couldn't help frowning: "I said I want you to eat." ”

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it a little, she was in pain, what did it matter to herself.

Yet he walked over anyway.

Although she thought that Meng Hui would not come tonight, she was still ready for him to come, so when he walked in front of her, she called in a low voice: "Brother Xiaoqi," she grabbed his hand tightly and continued: "My stomach hurts so much, isn't it, is it going to give birth to a baby......"

Meng Hui couldn't laugh or cry, he sat on the edge of the bed and shouted outward, "Huanqing." ”

An older maid immediately walked in and said respectfully, "Please give the young master's orders." ”

"Go get a doctor over and show her."

The girl gasped for air on the bed, she was in a very bad condition, she was unable to hold Meng Hui's hand, and after rolling in pain on the bed a few times, she lay there with her eyes half-open, like a fish in dry water.

Seeing that the doctor had not yet come, the cold and calm young man was inexplicably a little uneasy at the moment, but he was not a person who was moody, and when he saw that Lian Zhou was about to faint in pain, he just called out to call his subordinates.

The subordinate Ah Liang came in with a basin of warm water as he was ordered, and then stood there, waiting for his master's orders.

Meng Hui rolled up his sleeves, put his hand into the basin, wrung out the towel and said to his subordinates: "You go and ask the kitchen to prepare light millet porridge, and when I call, bring it over." ”

After Ah Liang answered, he retreated as he said and closed the door.

The girl's face on the bed was pale, there was no blood between her lips, her hair was wet with sweat and scattered, and her face and neck were covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Meng Hui wrung out the snow-white handkerchief, moved it to the edge of the bed, and gently wiped the girl's face.

Lian Zhou's hand pressed tightly on his stomach, his delicate eyebrows frowned, and his chin became more and more sharp in the emaciation.

Her eyes were half-closed, and a small mutter came out of her mouth: "Brother Xiaoqi......"

Meng Hui's hand suddenly froze.

He suddenly remembered what Xue Kai reported back that day, he said: "Young master, according to the investigation of his subordinates, Song Lianzhou and the young man named Xiaoqi in the Chunsheng Pavilion grew up together, and the relationship is very good, Song Lianzhou also fought with people for him, and the two even slept in the same bed, which can be said to be intimate." ”

Hearing the girl's soft sobbing, Meng Hui's heart was a little inexplicably irritable.

He remembered again that the day after he came to the Li Mansion and imprisoned the young man named Xiaoqi in the Chunsheng Pavilion, the guards hidden in the Chunsheng Pavilion came to speak, and he said, "Young Master, the one named Xiaoqi said that it is necessary for you to go over." ”

At that time, he was tending to a potted plant sent by the Hanjiang royal family, and when he heard this, he had no other reaction, but said, "Don't go." ”

The guard said, "He said there was something you'd be very interested in." ”

The weather was very good that day, neither cloudy nor hot, Meng Hui sat in the inner wing of the Huatang Inn, and saw the young man named Xiaoqi for the first time.

Previously, when he was in the Li Mansion, he only asked the guards to bring people back, and then he got into the carriage with Lianzhou, and he didn't notice him.

Xiaoqi and Meng Hui are about the same age, although he is dressed in tatters, but he invisibly exudes a kind of bearing, even when he is coerced, he is not compulsive, and there is no cowardice of the children of Qinglou in his demeanor, and he is not inferior to Meng Hui in conversation.

Meng Hui still had that faint look, he picked up the teacup, blew lightly, and then said, "I want to know, you have something that interests me." ”

Xiao Qi sat opposite Meng Hui and said with a smile, "No," he continued, "I lied to you." ”

Meng Hui expected that he was lying to him, but he didn't expect him to be so honest, Meng Hui put down the teacup, smiled faintly and said, "What is the matter with calling me here." ”

Xiao Qi smiled, also picked up a cup of tea on the table, sipped it carefully, and only after a while did he raise his head and said slowly: "I just want to see," he smiled like the moon, "What kind of person are you." ”

The girl lying on the bed was calling in a low voice at the moment: "Brother Xiaoqi......"

Meng Hui's thoughts slowly returned, and he saw his hand stop on the girl's neck, and he immediately moved away and threw the towel in the water.

The girl seemed to have regained some consciousness at this time, her eyes opened slightly, she grabbed the clothes on her stomach tightly, and said softly: "My stomach hurts so much, Brother Xiaoqi, I ......"

The young man suddenly frowned, and there was a hint of imperceptible anger in his tone: "Don't call me Xiaoqi, I'm not." ”

At this time, there was a voice from the subordinates outside: "Young master, the doctor is here." ”

After receiving Meng Hui's answer, a white-bearded doctor walked in respectfully.

Gave Lian Zhou an injection and prescribed medicine, and seeing that Lian Zhou's illness eased slightly, the doctor explained some matters, and then said: "Young Master Meng, this girl's condition is not stable, you must be guarded tonight, and you can tell me at any time if there is any condition, she is too weak, otherwise Kong will be in danger of life." ”

After the doctor left, Meng Hui called the two maids and ordered, "You will stay here tonight and observe her situation at any time." ”

The two maids both had a difficult look on their faces, and after hesitating for a moment, they still said: "Young master, Miss Song, she won't let us be here, wait a minute, if she wakes up and sees us here, she will definitely lose her temper." ”

The young man looked at the girl who had fallen asleep on the bed, and unconsciously waved his hand and said, "Then you guys go out." ”

The maid looked at each other, exhaled in relief, and then withdrew.

The lights in the room were flickering, and the boy was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes like dark paint, inexplicably unfathomable.

After a long time, the voice of the young man sounded in the air, his voice was a little deep, and he said: "Song Lianzhou, I don't believe it, you will go crazy." ”

Rather stubborn, he continued: "I don't believe it at all. ”

I don't believe you, I'm driving you crazy.

Suddenly there was a knock outside the door, Meng Hui calmed down and said, "What's the matter?" ”