Three years ago, he lost his mother and many of his loved ones. Now he only has Xiaoyun, and he must not let anything happen to Xiaoyun.
"Wei Ling, go to Yaowang Valley and ask the old master to come over. Even if you have to tie him up, bring him here for me! If the younger one can't do it, then let the older one take a look."
Wei Ling floated in like a ghost, knelt down and said, "Yes, I'll go right away."
Ye Jueming took Xiaoyun to the next room, which had become a warehouse. Ye Jueming carefully locked the door and whispered:
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyun. There's nothing wrong with your body. You're just pregnant. Tell me the truth, you haven't done anything to let Xiao Yan down, right?"
Ji Yunhuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "What are you thinking, Doctor Ye? I'm in the Eastern Palace every day, and all the men I see except Xiao Yan are eunuchs. How could I possibly do anything to let Xiao Yan down?"
Ye Jueming breathed a sigh of relief, found a random box to sit down, patted his chest and said, "Oh my god, you scared me to death. Xiao Yan is also lucky to have a child in this life. He must worship you."
"I was originally thinking that if it wasn't Xiao Yan's child, I would quietly help you abort it, so that Xiao Yan wouldn't take your life in a rage."
"You also know that Xiao Yan has a violent personality and is difficult to serve. Xiaoyun, you are so kind and beautiful. If you hadn't been desperate, why would you have followed him? If you want to leave, I can help you."
Ji Yunhuan was shocked by these outrageous remarks, but then a warm feeling surged in his heart. He bowed to Ye Jueming and said, "Thank you, Divine Doctor Ye, for considering this for me. But I have things I need to do, and I can't leave."
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