She seemed to behave no different from usual, but the depression between her eyebrows and eyes could not escape his eyes, his little wife...... Something seemed to have happened that he didn't even know about.

This made Qi Ye have a rare sense of panic, in his world, nothing could escape his control, but what he cared about the most became more and more erratic.

Qi Ye held her face, looked at the woman's watery black eyes, lowered his head and kissed her lips, his kiss had no desire, but with strength and demand, the fierceness was unbearable.

Ye Weilan's eyes stared at him tightly, inexplicably with a kind of sadness, dull, and very sad.

Qi Ye hugged her arm harder and harder, almost making her breathless.

Why did the girl in the palm of his hand show such a helpless and desolate look?

"Qi Ye ......" Ye Weilan straddled his lap and hugged his back: "If one day, I really become a ruthless and inhumane woman......"

"That's just right," he smiled, as glamorous as a demon, "a natural match with me." ”

Ye Weilan burst into tears and laughed, and seemed to have endless courage for a moment: "Since last night, I have been dreaming repeatedly, dreaming that I took that scalpel and cut open the pregnant woman's belly alive, and the blood was splashed all over my body, and the woman cried and cursed my child with her life to die a good death......"

She grabbed his arm, her fingertips white, "I don't want to admit that I did it, but...... Qi Ye, do I have split personality? ”

Qi Ye met her eyes, her eyes were as pure and transparent as black pearls, with a faint pleading, hoping that he could give her a redemption.

Qi Ye's hand caressed her thin back, her body was very warm and soft, and he hugged her as if he had the whole world: "Lan has no schizophrenia," he kissed her neck, savoring the temperature and delicacy of her skin: "You will not be the murderer of that pregnant woman, your hands have never been stained with the blood of innocent people." “

"But ......"

"You're not the one who killed the pregnant woman, and you know who killed her."

"I ......"

"Go find Qin Yu's mother," Qi Ye kissed her on the lips, enjoying the warmth of each other: "Take back all your memories, whether it's good or bad." “

For the first time, his beautiful and confident wife had doubts about himself, and it was a very scary thing.

After hiding it for so long, it's time for her to know the truth.

Qin Yuling, you must not disappoint......

……

After New Year's Day, the winter in the imperial capital ushered in the first sunny day.

Ye Weilan stood on the steps, bathed in the sun, and in such weather, her dull mood seemed to be alleviated.

She glanced back, and the two children were standing in the doorway, looking at her with wide eyes, inexplicably feeling a little pitiful.

Ye Weilan felt a pang in his heart, every time he saw Xiao Jiu and Xiao Xue, the woman's mournful curse would echo in his mind......

"Obediently at home, waiting for Mommy to come back."

After saying this, she escaped into the car.

The car started and quickly went out of sight.

Xiao Yechen's eyes dimmed.

Xiaoxue sniffled.

Ye Yan squatted down and hugged the two children into her arms: "Mommy doesn't dislike you, Xiao Jiu and Xiao Xue are her sweethearts, she is really in trouble, and when she comes back, she will definitely come to hug Xiao Jiu and Xiao Xue." ”