Concubine Ye's thin lips trembled slightly, and she met his concerned eyes, but they gradually coincided with the face in the dream, and in an instant, her eyes were shrouded in a layer of hatred.

"Talk? What are you looking for? What are you afraid of! ”

Su Mohan pressed forward step by step, shaking Concubine Ye's shoulders violently with red eyes, and her fingertips almost pinched into her flesh.

"Xiaotian and Hanwen have an accident, isn't it! Someone threw him off the plane, didn't he? You're looking for them! You don't think I can believe it! You're disappointed in me! You hate me! ”

"Speak-!"

Concubine Ye clenched her teeth, a smell of blood emanated from her mouth, staring at him with a hazy gaze.

Su Mohan's gaze fell on her hands holding her stomach, and she said again with a characteristic coldness: "Dreaming that the child in her belly has fallen? Gone? Miscarriage? Or dream that I forced you to beat him down! ”

"Speak! If you don't say anything, I'll get rid of him right now! ”

"Yes--! I hate you! I hate you for letting me down again and again! Hate that you weren't there at all when I needed it! Hate your heart so cold! Hate you for being so ruthless! Hate that you missed the last chance to save the child! ”

Concubine Ye was hysterical, her face was full of tears, her eyes were scarlet and hideous, and she looked at Su Mohan with a deep hatred in her eyes.

Su Mohan's breathing was slightly suffocated, even if he had been prepared, but when he met her eyes, he still wanted to flee for a moment.

It's hate, it's she who hates him!

After Concubine Ye roared, the room was completely silent for a moment.

Su Mohan's face was a little pale, looking at the woman in front of him with tears on her face, she lowered her eyes and dragged her into her arms, hugged her tightly, and said softly after a while: "Do you really hate me so much?" ”

Tears wet his chest, and Concubine Ye murmured softly, "Why aren't you here?" Why wasn't you there when I was injected? Why is Alai dead you're not there? Why don't you come when Xiaotian is sick? Why don't you answer my phone......"

Su Mohan, why are you not there when I am so sad and need you so much?

Su Mohan's gaze was covered with a layer of mist, and he lowered his eyes and lightly touched the top of her head: "It's me who is not good." ”

"Why do you do this to me... I hate you so much... I hate you so much......" Concubine Ye said weakly.

Su Mohan pursed her thin lips and didn't say anything, just holding her hand harder and harder.

Concubine Ye lowered her eyes and choked up, "Su Mohan... But I love you so much...... I really love you. ”

"I know, I always know." Su Mohan spoke softly and kissed his hair repeatedly, as if she was the most cherished treasure in the world.

Xu was really too tired, or the things that were stuck in her heart and made her linger finally get catharsis, Concubine Ye leaned on his chest and fell asleep unconsciously, very steady.

Su Mohan gently put her on the bed, but still held her in his arms and kissed her eyes, it was not enough.

This sleep is rare and stable.

It wasn't until noon the next day, when the warm sunlight filled the room, that Concubine Ye opened her eyes slightly.

Looking at the delicate gauze curtain in front of him, his eyes were a little dull.

Su Mohan hugged her behind her back and said softly, "Awake?" ”

Concubine Ye lowered her eyes and didn't move, and answered softly.

Xu was because he got her response, or because she slept well this night, Su Mohan's mood was a little better, his chin was on her shoulder behind him, and he said softly: "Do you know? After falling off a cliff, I almost couldn't come back. ”