Chapter 100 Self-Rescue She has to find a way to save herself!
In the bedroom, candlelight flickered, curtains were drawn, and the dim light made it seem like a dream.
But for Shen Xingwan, this dream was definitely a nightmare.
Her body trembled slightly, her fingertips tightly gripped the gauze dress on her body, and she was unable to speak for a long time.
Wei Zilin stared at her coldly for a long time. Finally, he was too lazy to explain. He smiled at himself, leaned over and hugged her tightly. "Think whatever you want." As he spoke, his movements became more and more rough.
Shen Xingwan tried to push him away but to no avail. She burst into tears of humiliation. After resisting in every possible way, she shouted helplessly, "I'm pregnant, don't do this!"
Her lips were pale, tears were rolling down the corners of her eyes, and the words "I'm pregnant" were like a bolt of thunder that broke through the air, causing Wei Zilin to pause.
He paused above her, his shoulders slightly stiff, his gloomy eyes fixed on her, as if he wanted to cut her open from the inside out and see through her inch by inch.
"What did you say?"
His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and he suddenly sneered, "How long have you and him been married? How is that possible?"
Shen Xingwan turned her face away, not looking at him, bit her lip, and said in a trembling voice: "My period... has been delayed for more than ten days."
Her fair face showed fear and humiliation, but more of it was a stubbornness as calm as water.
Wei Zilin sneered, slowly stood up from her, staring at her with eyes without a trace of warmth in them.
He raised his eyes and shouted coldly: "Call the imperial physician!"
Soon, the sound of the imperial physician kneeling and paying respect could be heard outside the palace gate.
Wei Zilin suddenly threw his hand and lowered the curtain beside the bed, blocking Shen Xingwan's face and leaving only a vague silhouette. He said grimly, "Pulse diagnosis, don't raise your head."
The imperial physician examined her pulse with bated breath and concentration. After a moment, he whispered back, "Your Highness, your madam's pulse is smooth and rapid, which indicates pregnancy. The fetus is still stable and has been pregnant for more than a month. This is indeed a happy event."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Zilin's hand suddenly trembled, clenched into a fist, and his knuckles crackled.
There was shock and anger in his dark eyes.
His eyes changed several times, as if showing jealousy and suspicion. He was stunned for a long time, as if he was a little at a loss.
He didn't say anything, but just waved his hand, and the imperial physician hurriedly retreated as if he had been pardoned.
Silence returned to the bedroom.
Shen Xingwan never thought that she was actually pregnant.
She was just forced into a corner and just made up something, but she didn't expect...
Before she could recover from her shock, she heard heavy footsteps approaching. The gauze curtain was lifted, and Wei Zilin's tall and straight figure appeared before her again.
His face was gloomy, just like the extremely depressing night before a rainstorm.
He suddenly leaned over and held her in his arms.
He held her very tightly, as if he was afraid that she would escape from his arms in the next moment.
"Wanwan," he said in a low, yet extremely restrained voice, "You actually...are pregnant with his child."
Shen Xingwan lowered her eyes, not daring to speak, and just let him hold her tightly, her body trembling almost imperceptibly.
Wei Zilin rested his chin on her shoulder, his hot breath brushing across her neck.
His tone was low, but almost crazy: "You don't want to give birth to this evil child, do you?"
Shen Xingwan's heart tightened, and she clenched her lips and teeth tightly, and had to let him hold her with her body stiff.
He was only wearing a thin shirt, and the nightgown she changed into after bathing was as light as a feather. There was only a thin piece of cloth between them, which was extremely ambiguous.
He didn't do anything after all.
He just held her tightly in his arms, as if he was holding a lost treasure that was found again, fitting her into his heart inch by inch.
He closed his eyes, his brows filled with hidden pain and his expression was extremely gloomy.
In the bedroom, the remaining candle flickered, and the dim light reflected the figure on the couch.
Shen Xingwan opened his eyes and looked at the delicate patterns deep in the tent ceiling.
Her heart had never been beating so fast, not because of him, but because of the little life that had not yet taken shape in her belly.
She didn't know if there would be a tomorrow.
Wei Zilin did not overstep his boundaries, but stubbornly held her in his arms, hugging her and falling asleep.
Just like a nightmare sinking into the night, never to wake up again.
It was late at night, and Shen Xingwan stared at the curtain with his lifeless eyes open.
The curtain was embroidered with lifelike mandarin ducks playing in the water, with gold threads wrapped around them, and it looked rich and exquisite, but she only felt it was ironic.
She was naturally sleepy. After running around all night, she was exhausted both physically and mentally, and even her fingertips were sore and trembling.
But at this moment Wei Zilin was hugging her tightly from behind. His arms were like an iron hoop that held her tightly. His chest was pressed against her back, and his long breaths were slowly exhaled into the crook of her neck.
How dare she sleep?
Whenever I think that his tenderness at this moment is just the calmness before the storm, I feel terrified.
She subconsciously placed her hands on her belly.
That place was flat and soft, without any ups and downs of fetal breathing, but it had become her most important weak spot.
Shen Xingwan drooped her eyelashes in shock, her heart filled with mixed feelings, even a little sour and painful.
She was eager to tell Yan Jinghuan the news.
Tell him he's going to be a father.
But she also understood that if she wanted the child to be born safely, the first thing she had to do was to get past Wei Zilin.
He was like a mad dog, and she had no idea what he was going to do.
She calmly adjusted her posture, turning her body slightly to the side, trying to avoid his hot breath.
But Wei Zilin subconsciously tightened his arms in his sleep, locking her tighter in his arms.
His face slowly pressed against her shoulder, as if he was attracted by the light and warm fragrance on her body. Like a dying drowning man taking in the air, his breathing gradually became steady.
But in this quiet night, Wei Zilin's brows suddenly furrowed tightly.
His breathing became rapid, and he murmured something, talking to himself in a nightmare. The sound clearly penetrated Shen Xingwan's ears:
"Wanwan... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have killed all your clans... I... I love you, I really love you... If you die, I won't... feel good either..."
Shen Xingwan was suddenly stunned, and his whole body became stiff as if he had been splashed with a basin of ice water in the coldest days of winter.
She slowly turned her head and what came into her sight was Wei Zilin's face twisted in pain.
His brows were tightly furrowed, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were trembling violently, as if he was possessed by a nightmare. He struggled and muttered constantly.
He suddenly growled, opened his eyes abruptly, and woke himself up.
He sat up suddenly, holding his head with both hands, his knuckles turned white, and he gasped as if his head was splitting.
He seemed to be on the verge of collapse. There was not a trace of his usual arrogance and sinisterness in his expression, only pain and unbearable confusion.
Shen Xing looked at him in horror, his heart suddenly sinking.
Is he...seeing his past life in a dream again?
After a long time, Wei Zilin raised his head and looked at her in confusion. The moment he saw her, there was a hint of confusion and disbelief in his always cold black eyes.
As if he couldn't confirm her existence, he hesitantly stretched out his hand and slowly placed it on her shoulders.
"Wanwan?"
His voice was extremely low and slightly hoarse, and he whispered almost inaudibly, as if he was afraid of scaring her away.
Then, he suddenly pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, as if she would disappear from his world again if he let go.
He rested his chin on the top of her head and murmured repeatedly: "Wanwan... don't leave me... don't..."
Shen Xingwan was held in his arms, but her mind connected all the details in a flash.
Has he...awakened the memories of his past life?
Shen Xingwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but her face showed no emotion. She just leaned quietly in his arms, letting him hold her tightly like a drowning person, but her heart was already in turmoil.
The sky was slightly bright, and the heavy evening mist was being gently pushed away by the dawn. A faint white spot appeared on the horizon, as if a fish's belly had burst, revealing a bit of soft morning light.
There was still silence in the bedroom.
Shen Xingwan sat on the couch, her pajamas slightly messy because Wei Zilin had hugged her for so long.
Her back was straight, like a plum branch that could be broken at any time but still refused to yield.
His embrace was cold, with a suffocating gloom and biting chill.
She didn't know how to deal with this situation, so she could only wait and see.
She understood Wei Zilin's character.
The more you resist, the more it will stimulate his paranoia and violence. It is better to protect the child first and then make plans.
Wei Zilin hugged her in silence for a long time, his chest rising and falling with his breathing, but his arms never relaxed at all.
His eyes slowly lowered, and suddenly settled on her abdomen.
That place where there was not even a bulge seemed to hide the most terrifying thing in the world.
His eyes darkened in an instant, and the coldness in them was bone-chilling.
Shen Xingwan's heart trembled, and almost subconsciously she placed her hands gently over her belly, making a very natural movement to protect the fetus.
This detail, in Wei Zilin's eyes, seemed to have ignited a hidden fuse.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, as if he saw through her thoughts, and his expression became more gloomy.
He did not say anything, but just stared at her movements, his gaze so deep that it seemed to pierce through her.
After a long while, he finally took a deep breath.
"Do you really want to keep this evil fetus?"
His voice was low, hoarse, and cold, and he spoke every word.
Shen Xingwan did not answer immediately, but just raised her eyes and looked at him steadily.
Those almond-shaped eyes were as clear as before, but there was an unprecedented determination in them.
She pursed her lips tightly, saying nothing, but it was more than a thousand words.
A hint of sarcasm appeared in Wei Zilin's eyes, and he curled the corners of his lips and sneered.
"Then you better pray...it's a daughter."
When he said this, his tone was so light that it seemed as if he was just talking about the weather. "I don't want my eldest son to be someone else's child."
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and stood up. With quick and decisive movements, he picked up his outer robe and put it on. Without even looking at her, he strode out of the bedroom.
The palace door slammed shut with a bang, blocking out the morning light that had not yet fully appeared.
The bedroom suddenly returned to darkness and silence.
Shen Xingwan sat on the couch in a daze, the candlelight had mostly burned out.
She lowered her eyes, her palms tightly covering her lower abdomen, her fingertips trembling slightly.
We must keep this child.
She pursed her lips, clenched her fingers tighter and tighter, her nails almost digging into her palms, but there was not a single tear in her eyes.
She had no room to cry for herself anymore.
She has to find a way to save herself!
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