"Even if I don't come, he shouldn't have a bed with you anymore, not a one or two-year-old child." Then, he stepped forward to try to wake his son.

However, a person can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep, unless he is willing to wake up, isn't he?

Seeing that he could not wake up, Jin Qingyan began to hug him. At that moment, a child couldn't hold it anymore, opened his eyes and struggled, "Daddy, what are you doing?"

"Go to sleep with your brother. How many times did your dad tell you that you are so old that you can't sleep with your mother anymore. People outside will know if they laugh at you."

"How would anyone outside know? You don't say I don't say Mommy don't say, who knows?"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew across his face, and Jin Yi flinched his neck, afraid to look at Jin Qingyan's eyes.

After all, he couldn't resist the strength of the opponent, and got out of bed with a small body, holding his clothes and leaving the room step by step.

He strode over and locked the door from the inside.

She noticed that his face was flushed and his expression was a little embarrassing. She asked softly, "Why isn't he in a good shape?"

"Fever."

The temperature difference in recent days is indeed large, and the fever is more uncomfortable in summer. "Did you take medicine?"

"I have eaten it." He undressed and lay beside her, his warm face clinging to her face, his voice hoarse.

An Xiaomen let him squint, and closed his eyes quietly in his arms.

Just when she felt like she was about to fall asleep, his hand suddenly reached into her lower abdomen, and she kept pointing down.

Stopping his hand, "You're still feverish."

"I want to come."

She sat up, opened his eyes and looked at him, "Really?"

"Think, your body is sweating, and a cold is just fine."

"What ghost logic?" An Xiaomen suggested, "Want to take a hot bath together?"

"miss you."

"That's right, you lie down first, I'll go and put the water in, let me call you."

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom. The bathtub was cleaned again before she started to drain.

By the time she put the water out, he was already asleep.

An Xiaomen thought he was sick, so he didn't call him, turned off the bathroom light silently, and lay carefully on his side.

She leaned to her side, propped her head with her arms, and measured him carefully. She fell asleep without alert, her face showing slackness, as if she was beside him, and he was at ease.

After watching this for a while, An Xiaomen turned off the air conditioner and started to fall asleep.

...

After a few days of rest at home, he returned to Qiuyutai again. At this time, the news of Lin Shishi's difficulty in giving birth was made public.

What others did not care about An Xiaomeng, the mother and son who had been lying in the crystal coffin, entered the cremation furnace, and An Xiaomeng buried her with the child's ashes.

Looking at the several tombstones connected, An Xiaomeng's mood was very complicated.

She was standing in the rain in a black dress, holding a black umbrella.

She was alone.

"Your family is finally reunited ..."

This was the last word she left to the tomb, even if they knew it was impossible for them to hear.

Go back here and meet up with your parents.

They also came, and Shi Qingzhou mainly came to see Shi Xiaoyu.

I can finally get out of this bad breath, how can I make her unhappy?

Shi Xiaoyu, whom she met with Tuobashuo, did not go.

Seeing them coming, Shi Xiaoyu was always worried about coming.

She also knew very well that she had imprisoned Shi Qingzhou for thirty years, and she had been subjected to inhuman torture for so many years. It was impossible for Shi Qingzhou to let herself go.

Pleading will only lose her dignity.

Therefore, she would not plead, and still maintain the arrogance in her bones.

"How you want me to die, whatever you want."

Shi Qingzhou closed the door and smiled slightly at her, "I'm in a hurry to die. It's too light for you to die. I don't want to do anything else. I just want to give you what you used to give me. Secret room, let you live for decades, what do you think? "

Shi Xiaoyu couldn't imagine how long he had been locked up here, and he felt suffocated. If he was locked up in a closet, he wouldn't see the sky all day long. Would he be able to live such a life?

She made up her mind to commit suicide.

Ke Shizhou's next sentence broke her path, "I also remember that you used to threaten me with my daughter, and now I threaten you with your child. What if you commit suicide, let your child follow you? "

"Aru said, it will save the child's life."

"The election has yet to come to an end. It is unclear whether he will continue to serve or Ah Shuo." Shi Qingzhou's eyes glowed with cold light. "History has been written by the winners since ancient times. Mother and child calculated success, maybe you are going to talk nonsense in the news. Maybe, nonsense is nothing, how can you get that booklet and put us to death?

Shi Xiaoyu did not deny that originally, as she said, it was a pity that they lost.

"Shi Qingzhou, you really have a good daughter."

"Thank you for your grace of not killing."

Shi Xiaoyu almost choked, this is where she finally regrets.

He never had such regrets in his life. There were only two things. He was not killed when An Xiaomen was a baby, and he was not executed when he mastered the power of life and death of Shi Qingzhou.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and opened again, "I planted it in your hands, I recognize it."

Shi Xiaoyu was then taken into the back room.

The other exit in the back room was already heavily guarded. She wanted to go out, and it was completely impossible.

When her hands were worn by the iron chain, she was in the position where Shi Qingzhou was once, and she couldn't cry if she wanted to cry.

To live so much more is to suffer than to die.

However, she could not kill herself for the sake of her children.

In addition, there was still a voice in her heart that kept telling her that she still had three children, and the children would save her. Just like Shi Qingzhou, did An Xiaomen not save her?

This is also hope.

As soon as this hope came up, he was shot down by Shi Qingzhou.

"Don't think I'm as stupid as you, giving you a chance to be rescued."

Shi Qingzhou reached out and jammed her chin. She poured a small bottle into her mouth. Shi Xiaoyu did n’t know what it was. She wanted to prevent the liquid from entering her throat, but her arms caught her thighs. Finally, The liquid in it still entered her body.

"You ... what did you drink for me ?!"

"It's just a medicine that needs to be taken every week. If you don't take it for more than a week, you will die."

The voice was just plain tone. Shi Xiaoyu was terrified physically and mentally. He was trembling. He wanted to die, but he wanted to live well. This kind of taste is really suffering.