After Double Rebirth with My Scum Ex-Husband, I Became His Brother-in-Law's Wife

In her past life, Song Xizhi married her timid, spineless brother-in-law, while her stepsister Song Ruohan married the General, her brother.

General He Jingyan was gravely injured on the batt...

Chapter 385 Zhizhi, Let's Have a Baby

Pei Yunyi moved quickly. After changing his clothes, he returned to his seat not long after, straightening his back and looking at the people below.

When others offered compliments, he smiled and nodded.

Seeing his reaction, Song Xizhi frowned slightly, feeling that Pei Yunyi was acting strangely at this moment.

Before she could figure anything out, she heard a palace maid exclaim in her ear, followed by a chill on her chest.

Song Xizhi turned his head in the direction of the sound and saw the palace maid's terrified expression.

She knelt on the ground, fearfully begging Song Xizhi for forgiveness: "Madam, please calm down, please calm down, I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it!"

Song Xizhi realized that the little palace maid had also accidentally spilled wine on her.

Hearing the commotion, everyone turned their attention to Song Xizhi.

Song Xizhi simply smiled slightly and then addressed the Crown Prince at the table: "If Your Highness does not mind, then this humble subject will naturally not mind either."

"It's just a matter of changing clothes, you don't need to worry about it too much."

The young palace maid, trembling, nodded after receiving Song Xizhi's forgiveness, and retreated with tears in her eyes.

Soon, a nanny came forward and guided Song Xizhi to the side hall to change his clothes.

Siqin stayed by her side the whole time. After the two entered the side hall and closed the door, Song Xizhi whispered to her, "Siqin, you can wait outside."

Siqin nodded, understanding Song Xizhi's meaning, and then concealed herself.

Once the zither player disappeared...

In an instant, Song Xizhi felt a broad embrace. The man's hard chest pressed against her back, and the sweet aroma of fruit wine filled her nostrils. All Song Xizhi could hear was the man's low, husky voice.

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a slightly tipsy weariness and languor mixed in his throat, yet it also carried a hint of provocation, sending a shiver down one's spine for no apparent reason.

"Zhizhi, let's have a baby."