It was a rainy day with a gloomy and foggy weather. It was blurry and unclear what was ten meters away. I could vaguely see the edge of a cliff where Qin Ye was walking aimlessly.

Walk and walk, no matter how you walk, you can't get away from the cliff, as if you have encountered a ghost wall.

Getting more and more panicked.

Growing more and more uneasy.

When he turned around, he saw Xiao Zhihua's face:

"I am the prince's childhood sweetheart! You took my place, you shameless bitch! Why don't you just die!"

He let out a ferocious roar, ran forward, and slammed Qin Ye towards the cliff.

Qin Ye's body was instantly suspended in the air, losing his fulcrum. His adrenaline surged suddenly. He subconsciously opened his eyes and sat up.

"Wild!"

Outside the door, Zong Zhengchen heard the noise and immediately ran to the bed, "What's wrong? I'm here."

He was worried and nervous, but he didn't dare get too close, fearing that she would lose control again.

Standing three steps away from the bed, he spoke cautiously.

Qin Ye's vision was blurry for a moment, then gradually became clear and he regained his thoughts.

She was still in Prince Chen's Mansion. It turned out to be a dream.

In her dream, she not only dreamed that Xiao Zhihua wanted to kill her, but also that there were many other people, many, many more... Their faces were blurry and she couldn't see them clearly, but they all held knives in their hands, running towards her, stabbing her stomach frantically, and she was frightened awake.

When I came to my senses, I found that my back was covered with sweat, soaking my clothes. The cold wind blew in through the window and penetrated into my pores. I shivered uncontrollably.

"Close the window!"

Zong Zhengchen moved closer and, while instructing Yue'er, he tentatively touched her fingers.

Seeing that she didn't refuse, he slowly tightened his grip:

"Did you sleep well last night? Were you cold? Why are your hands so cold? Did you have a nightmare?"

It was the first time in months that we slept in separate beds.

He stood outside the door and did not sleep all night.

Qin Ye was a little stunned.

last night?

She raised her head blankly and saw the bright light outside the window. It was already the second day. How could she have slept for so long?

He lowered his head, ruffling the quilt with his fingers, without saying a word.

"Ye'er, don't be angry. If you are unhappy, you can hit me or scold me, but don't get angry and hurt your body. I will feel bad." There was a hint of pleading in his soft tone.

"Princess, it rained heavily last night. The prince has been standing outside the door and has not left for a quarter of an hour." Yun Ying came over with a basin of water and helped her wash.

Yue'er added more charcoal into the basin to make the temperature in the room warmer.

Maybe it was because it was too warm, or maybe it was because he burned too much charcoal and inhaled too much carbon monoxide. Qin Ye hung his head like a withered flower, listless and without energy.

"Yes, Princess, you and the prince have such a good relationship, just talk it out if there is anything. Don't quarrel. If not for yourself, think about the children at least." Yue'er also advised.

It rained heavily overnight.

The man's body was filled with a thick chill, his body temperature was icy, the hem of his clothes was soaked by the rain, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of white frost. He was very cold, but he didn't care about himself at all and threw his whole heart on Qin Ye.

Qin Ye looked at him, his heart aching, a trace of pain passed through his mind, but he opened his mouth, but was speechless and could not say anything.

Finally, she lowered her eyes, looked at the embroidery on the quilt, and sat there quietly without saying a word.

Zong Zhengchen held her slightly cold hands, soaked them in a basin of warm water, washed them carefully, rubbed them, and then wiped off the water droplets.

The people in the kitchen brought over the freshly prepared pregnancy-preserving medicine.

Qin Ye looked at the medicine, frowned, and instantly felt nauseous.