As if he had angina, his heart thrung violently, and then he stepped forward and picked up the fragments of the broken porridge bowl on the ground.

She hated him so much that she immediately stepped forward and pushed him away: "I don't allow you to pick it up!" She also hates herself in her heart for being so hateful and unsympathetic, but what else can she do if she doesn't do this?

Emperor Yan has never been so embarrassed, but today he is a little embarrassed. He was pushed by her, then stood up by himself, looked at her and said, "Assan, don't be angry, it's not good for the child in the belly." ”

She was dazed for a moment, crying and running towards the door.

He was not at ease and chased him out.

The ground is still slippery after the rain, and it is even more slippery because the roads in the house are paved with bluestone floors. He watched her hurry, and he was really worried that if she fell, he would blame himself for a long time.

"Assan, if you are angry in your heart, just lie to me! Don't you run so fast? ”

Where is Qiansang willing to listen to him, running like the wind on his feet, he is about to perform light skills. It's not that she didn't expect to perform light skills, but because the wind and cold are not yet good, her physical strength is not exhausted, and performing light skills requires a lot of physical strength, and she can't run far at all.

"Wow!"

"Ahh

The pace was too fast, so naturally she didn't care to look at the road under her feet, and accidentally stepped on the stone, and the huge shock brought a scream of surprise, and her body fell forward like a kite at the same time.

Seeing this, Emperor Yan immediately jumped up, and fortunately, caught her before she fell.

Nervously holding her tightly in his arms, he didn't want to let go for a moment, if he could, he really wanted to melt her into his body, so that he didn't have to worry about her all the time.

She thought she was going to fall, but she didn't, and after she woke up, she looked at him in front of her and choked up, "Why can't you let me go?" Why? ”

"Asa-san, I will never let you go, never."

She thrashed him in the chest, and he had no intention of resisting. When she saw that he didn't resist, she hated him more and more, grabbed his arm and bit him, and the hideous appearance seemed to bite him to death.

Yan Difeng immediately withdrew his hand, looked at her who was in the air, and explained: "Only this right arm can't be bitten by you anymore, Qian'er, I still have to cook for you." ”

The sorrow in her heart came up unscrupulously in an instant, and she pushed him hard, squatted on the ground, buried her head in her chest and cried loudly.

She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't help it. It's too torturous, the feelings are too torturous!

Seeing her like this, he sighed softly and stood beside her. He thought that at this time, he should always stay by her side, accompany her, accompany her. When she finished crying, he could wipe her tears with his hand.

Assa-sang cried for as long as he could, and he stayed there for as long as he could, until night fell, dark clouds covered the sky, and a while of rain came, and he was afraid that the wind and cold on her body would worsen, so he immediately picked her up and rushed into the room.

Even so, she and him were drenched in some rain, and her hair was wet.

Hurriedly put her on the bed, found a clean cloth and wiped her hair very clumsily.

"Hiss......"

He hurriedly stopped what he was doing and looked at her in horror: "Hurt you?" ”

She lowered her head, didn't look at him, didn't speak, just shook her head.

After receiving her response, he was much more relieved, and when he wiped her hair again, his hands were more cautious.

But at this moment, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by her, and the movement of her hand stopped. I saw her raise her head, and a pair of crying swollen eyes looked at him with water: "Yan Difeng, why are you torturing me so much?" ”

His eyes trembled, he put down the cloth in his hand, sat down on the bed, put the messy hair on both sides of her cheeks behind his ears, looked at her, and said, "You said I was torturing you, why aren't you torturing me." ”

The tears she had stopped were back.

He hurriedly said, "Don't cry, your eyes are already swollen from crying." As he spoke, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said quietly: "I know, it will be difficult for you to accept me for a while, but the days to come will be long, take your time, take your time." He said it twice and took his time, and I am afraid that only he knows what kind of state of mind he is.

She only felt a sadness in her heart, there was no hope between the two, but he used his actions to prove it to her, and let her know that it was not impossible for the two. She has never been a cruel person, and throwing the porridge he made to the ground has made her feel very guilty. Do you want her to continue pretending to be a bad person?

It's so hard...... It's so hard......

He said to take his time, and she wanted to take it slowly, but what she wanted was to reject him little by little until he was completely dead.

At this time, Ming Mei sent someone to find Yan Difeng and Qiansang, and the two met, and Yandifeng deliberately carried Qiansang on his back.

She also knew something from the mouth of the Ming Jin, and she had always thought that Yan Difeng liked Qiansang, so it was not surprising that the two of them had developed like this now.

"Emperor, what are you going to do next?" She wanted to ask, "Will we still take the throne?" But after thinking about it, she still didn't say this straightforward sentence, but she knew that he would be able to understand what she wanted to say and what she didn't say.

"Asa-san is pregnant with Benjun's child."

Ying Mei was greatly surprised, it seemed that the matter was much more serious than she had imagined, she stared at him, and said bluntly: "Could it be that the emperor wants to give up the great things that he has been planning for so long because of this?" ”

He was silent.

"Emperor, the purpose of your founding of the Immortal Emperor Pavilion was to take the throne from Yan Xuanfeng's hands. How much you pay to achieve this. Now, if you give up this matter because of Assan, think about it, wouldn't all your previous efforts be in vain? Not only that, but will Asa-san be grateful to you for this? Will she willingly stay with you? After thinking about it again and again, he sighed in a deep voice: "Emperor, in Mei'er's eyes, you are a person who will never give up your great cause because of your feelings, besides...... Besides, Qiansan has always been the person by Yan Xuanfeng's side, she is not worth it for you to do this! ”

Whether it's worth it or not, he knows best.

Seeing the sun go down and the sunset creeping across the sky, today is coming to an end, tomorrow is coming soon, and tomorrow is the limit of seven days.

He had to make a decision and give Asa-san an answer. But this decision was too difficult for him.

"Emperor, Mei'er has followed you since she was a child, and she knows how much you want to get back what belongs to you. Although Mei'er has liked the emperor since she was a child, the emperor did not choose Mei'er, but Mei'er is the person who knows you in the world. The light of his eyes was fixed, and he said word by word: "Emperor, Mei'er hopes that you can fulfill your ambition, and I hope you get what should belong to you." ”