Qin Ye's whole body trembled, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

What is she talking about?

What did she just say?

She didn't mean that, and she didn't complain, but why did she suddenly say something so hurtful? This was not her intention!

They have been through so much since they got married. They have been happy, sad, joyful, and have shared hardships. Even when they have quarrels and conflicts, they never blame each other.

She just...

Qin Ye wanted to explain, but seeing the man looking at her with disbelief, she didn't know how to start the words.

Is she too tired recently?

The two stood face to face, as usual, but the atmosphere between them had changed.

Depressed and solemn.

She slowly lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, "Go to bed early."

She turned over and got on the bed, turned sideways to face the inside of the bed, her back to the man, and grabbed the quilt to cover herself tightly, but she was not sleepy at all, and her mind kept repeating what she had just said.

She really didn't mean that, why did she say it out loud?

So hurtful.

What's wrong with her?

Inside the house, there was a dead silence, so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard. The night wind gently swept in from the window, and the curtains moved slightly. There was no man by the table anymore...

study.

The man stood in front of the window, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, then poured another glass and threw the empty wine jug to the ground. He was drunk all over, but his eyes were extremely sober.

It turned out that marrying him did not make her happy, but instead filled her with resentment.

He was obviously complaining so much, but he never said anything. He must have been hiding it for a long time.

Did he do something wrong or did he treat her badly? If he asked himself, he would want to give her the best of everything, and would even find a way to pick the stars in the sky.

Recalling her words...

The man's eyes were filled with pain, and he clenched the wine glass in his hand a little tighter, letting a few drops of liquor spill out, before he drank it all in one gulp.

Are those words what she really thinks?

The night was as deep as water, the mansion was very quiet, and everyone was in a deep sleep.

In front of the window.

The man stood there alone, his figure blending into the dim night, so blurry that he could hardly be seen clearly. The night wind carried the turbid smell of strong liquor. Even though he was deeply drunk, his consciousness was extremely clear, sober enough to recall every word she said, as well as the emotions and expressions when she said those words.

Sarcasm, disappointment, mockery, as if they had never loved each other...

"Master, it's late at night..." Han Feng appeared with light footsteps and spoke cautiously.

He didn't know what had happened, but he knew that his master was in a bad mood.

The man lowered his eyes, his gaze as dark as the night, and did not respond.

Han Feng hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "It's cool in the early spring and cold at night, please take care of yourself."

After the words fell, the air was still dead silent, without any response...

.

This night seemed very long to the two sleepless hearts.

Daybreak.

The Imperial Palace.

In the imperial garden, the emperor, who had left court early, privately summoned Prince Li and his wife, and summoned the best imperial physician to take Princess Li's pulse.

The imperial physician smiled from ear to ear:

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, and congratulations to Prince Li and Princess Li. Your pulse is strong and the fetus is healthy and safe. As long as you get enough rest and exercise, both mother and child will be safe."

The words 'mother and child are safe' made Qin Jiaojiao very happy.

If a son is born, King Li's position will be secure.

The prerequisite is that her son must be the eldest grandson of the emperor.

Qin Ye is older than her and will give birth before her. If Qin Ye also gives birth to a son...hiss, this problem needs to be solved.