When Bei Mingchen saw Foxi's bandaged hand, his pupils narrowed sharply, and his eyes were suddenly filled with heartache. His face also had an expression of extreme heartache, which made people worry about him.

People who didn't know would think that Bei Mingchen was injured and was enduring it, while Foxi was crying in pain.

Bei Mingchen gently held Foxi's injured hand with both hands, and stared at Foxi's hand affectionately, murmuring to himself: "It hurts." Although

Bei Mingchen's words were small, the heartache in his voice could not be ignored. Foxi stopped crying instantly and looked at Bei Mingchen. Seeing that his eyes were a little red, he put his empty hand on Bei Mingchen's arm and said in a coquettish tone: "Don't worry, I just suddenly wanted to cry. , you will be fine after crying for a while, Aunt Yue has already applied medicine, it doesn’t hurt much now. "

Bei Mingchen wiped away Foxi's tears, bent down and picked up Foxi, and said to the housekeeper on the side: "Quickly bring the Qingling Pill over."

Then he went straight to Chenxi Courtyard, walked into the inner room, put Foxi on the bed, took off her shoes for her, put her legs on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and stroked Foxi's cheek, "You will not feel pain after taking the Qingling Pill."

Foxi nodded with a pout.

"My Lord, the Qingling Pill is here." The voice from the heart came in.

Bei Mingchen stood up and walked over to open the door of the inner room. He took the brocade box from the plate and closed the door again. He poured a glass of water and handed the pill to Foxi. His voice was as warm as the sun: "Be good, open your mouth and take this medicine. Sleep for a while, and you won't feel any pain when you wake up."

Foxi glanced at the pill and said in a coquettish tone: "Is it bitter?"

Bei Mingchen smiled and shook his head, "No." Afraid that Foxi didn't believe him, he said: "You took this medicine when your arm was injured. Did you not feel any pain after you woke up?"

Foxi's eyes lit up and nodded, then immediately opened her mouth.

Bei Mingchen smiled, put the pill into Foxi's mouth, and handed the water to her lips.

Foxi drank several mouthfuls in a row, and opened her mouth after swallowing the pill.

Bei Mingchen put down the teacup, helped Foxi lie down, covered her with the quilt and patted her gently, "Go to sleep, I will always be by your side."

Foxi slowly closed her eyes, and when she was sleepy, she felt a faint stomachache, turned over and said in a daze, "Bei Mingchen, my stomach hurts a little."

Bei Mingchen immediately let go of Foxi's injured hand after hearing it, and then reached into the quilt to gently rub Foxi's stomach.

While rubbing, he observed Foxi's face and saw that she slowly relaxed her tense brows. The free hand touched Foxi's hair and gathered her loose hair together, then continued to rub her stomach, and stared at Foxi who was sleeping with soft eyes.

Foxi slept very comfortably this time. Not only did her hands no longer hurt, but someone was also rubbing her belly. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Bei Mingchen, who was rubbing her waist and abdomen.

Facing that familiar face, Foxi suddenly felt much more at ease, as if as long as Bei Mingchen was by her side, she would not be afraid of anything, and she didn't have to worry about anything bad happening.

Bei Mingchen looked back and smiled, "You're awake, does it still hurt?"

Foxi shook her head, "I'm hungry..."

Bei Mingchen pulled his hand out of the quilt and pinched Foxi's cheek, "You have a wound on your body, you can't eat spicy food now, you have to eat light food."

Foxi nodded indifferently, she didn't want to eat spicy food today.

Bei Mingchen was a little surprised. He thought Foxi would act cute and cry. He had just prepared himself for a long time, but Xier was really well behaved.

"Besides spicy food, what else do you want to eat?"

Foxi pursed her lips in delight. "I suddenly want to eat something sour."

Bei Mingchen raised his eyebrows and said with a slight shock. "Sour?"

He squinted his eyes and thought. After a moment, he looked up and down at Foxi, put his hands on Foxi's hands, and said in surprise and confusion: "Is Xier pregnant?"

Foxi just nodded. She wanted to eat something sour for no reason today. Suddenly, she heard Bei Mingchen's last sentence and almost choked by her own saliva.

"It shouldn't be. Haven't we been on contraception all along? And Aunt Yue held my wrist when she bandaged my wound today. If I was really pregnant, how could Aunt Yue not get it out?"

Bei Mingchen touched his nose guiltily, his eyes were a little scattered, and he said in a very small and guilty voice: "Actually, there were several times..."

Foxi: ?? ?? ? ?? ? ?;

Foxi was speechless, but seeing Bei Mingchen's guilty and scared look, she couldn't help but chuckle.

[When did Bei Mingchen become like this? I still remember that he was domineering at the beginning, as if he was the greatest in the world. Now he looks innocent, pitiful and wronged. It's really...]

"Xi'er, don't forget, I can hear your inner voice." Bei Mingchen said resentfully after hearing your inner voice.

Foxi immediately controlled her inner thoughts, blinked innocently, and changed the subject immediately, "Don't think too much, you won't be pregnant, didn't I have a stomachache just now? Stomachache means menstruation."

Bei Mingchen didn't know much about these things, and after hearing what Foxi said, he didn't care anymore.

Foxi looked at Bei Mingchen, "Do you want a child?"

Bei Mingchen opened his mouth and closed it again, rubbing Foxi's head, "Rest for a while, I'll ask someone to prepare the meal."

Foxi's eyes moved with Bei Mingchen, and when she saw him about to go out, she shouted, "Remember to tell the chef that it must be sour, especially sour."

Bei Mingchen stopped and looked back. He really wanted to ask, can I just give you a bowl of vinegar?

Dining room;

Bei Mingchen stared at the sour-looking dish on the table and pulled the corner of his mouth, then looked at Foxi, his saliva was almost flowing down.

He scooped a bowl of soup and passed it to Foxi, "Try it and see if it's sour."

Foxi took the soup and took a sip, her eyes showing true feelings, and she raised her head and drank the whole bowl of soup.

"It's delicious, Bei Mingchen, you should try it too."

Bei Mingchen saw Foxi's expression and thought it was really delicious. He nodded and poured himself a bowl. He just took a sip and spit it out. His whole face was tense, and there was a strong sour taste in his mouth. He immediately picked up the teacup and drank the tea.

Looking at Foxi again, it was as if she couldn't taste the sourness. She ate with relish. Bei Mingchen laughed and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes for Foxi.

Foxi had almost finished the dishes on the table, then put down her chopsticks and touched her belly, "I enjoyed the meal so much, I'm really full."

She looked at Bei Mingchen, "Let's go for a walk, I'm so full."

"Okay." Bei Mingchen helped Foxi walk out of the dining room, took the cloak from Congxin's hand and tied it for Foxi, then put his arm around her waist and walked out of Prince Chen's Mansion.

After taking two steps, a woman rushed up. Before Foxi could see the woman's appearance clearly, she was picked up by Bei Mingchen and moved to the side.

Foxi looked over after landing and was slightly surprised when she saw the person.

Ning Xianwan saw Bei Mingchen avoiding her, clenched her fists angrily, and then immediately knelt in front of the two of them and kowtowed several times.

Foxi quickly moved two steps to the side, "Miss Ning's method of asking for money is really clever. This princess advises you not to think too much. Even if you kowtow, this princess will not give you a red envelope."

Ning Xianwan did not listen to Foxi's words and continued to kowtow, with tears still flowing down.

Bei Mingchen held Foxi in his arms, looked coldly at Ning Xianwan who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, and said in a cold voice, "Get out, I don't want to see you again."

Ning Xianwan was frozen by Bei Mingchen's voice, and forgot to cry for a while. She looked up and saw that Bei Mingchen's appearance was still as handsome as before. He was wearing a black cloak at this moment, which made him look majestic and upright.

But those eyes were as deep as the sea, revealing a hint of coldness, as if they wanted to swallow her up, making her feel uncomfortable.

This look was exactly the same as the first time she saw him, making people feel cold and keep their distance.

But she couldn't afford to retreat at this moment, and she finally saw Bei Mingchen.

"Prince, Wan'er begs you to let my father and mother go. Wan'er begs you, Wan'er begs you, as long as you let my father and mother go, Wan'er is willing to do anything for you, just hoping that you can be happy." For

men, what you can't get is always the best. She believed that with her methods, Bei Mingchen must be thinking about her, just like Bei Mingchen disdained to look at her at the beginning, but after her unremitting efforts, didn't Bei Mingchen also start to look up to her?

"Miss Ning, please stop talking about Wan'er. After all, a bowl can easily break, and I, the princess, only want their lives."

After hearing what Ning Xianwan said and seeing the expression on her face, Foxi felt unhappy and tightly grabbed one of Bei Mingchen's fingers. He

scanned Ning Xianwan up and down;

[She will marry the prince in a few days, why is she still so disgusting? Poor Bei Minghuai. ]

Bei Mingchen was unhappy when he heard her inner voice, and tightened his grip on Foxi's waist. He did not forget that Xi'er was optimistic about Bei Minghuai, and he must keep an eye on Xi'er in the future to prevent Xi'er from kicking him.

Seeing that Ning Xianwan was going to kowtow and act pitiful again, Foxi rolled his eyes in disdain.

She said coldly: "Since you are willing to do anything for my husband, then you can die. After all, only if you die, this princess will be happy. If this princess is happy, my husband will be happy."

Then she turned her head and looked at Bei Mingchen, "My lord, don't you think so?"

Bei Mingchen smiled dotingly, "Of course, my mood depends on Xier's attitude towards me."