"Master, are you alright?"
"fine."
Lu Shiyi slowly climbed onto the bed, holding onto the headboard, and pulled the blanket over himself completely, as if only in this way could he find a sense of security.
The words spoken by the slaves made him panic. Whose mouth did these words originally come from, and how did they escalate into such hurtful and malicious remarks?
Even though I've vehemently denied it, why doesn't anyone believe me?
He could dismiss everything else as lies, but the phrase "leave the father and keep the son" caused him extreme heartache and unease.
"Would they treat me like this?" Lu Shiyi asked himself.
He thought of Leng Qingning again.
"If my wife were here, would she believe me?"
"Leave the father, keep the son!" he murmured for a long time.
During this time, Wen Yanche took good care of him, sending him meals and medicines every day and telling him to take good care of himself during his pregnancy. He could tell that Wen Yanche genuinely cared about him, and he didn't blame him for what had happened before.
But those guards...
Is it really surveillance, as the slaves say?
With his mind racing, Lu Shiyi was caught in a state of confusion, doubt, pain, and fear.
I was so angry that I felt increasingly upset.
Under immense pressure, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"puff……"
The metallic taste of blood rising in his chest affected his facial expression; his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed. Blood smeared half his face, staining the pillow and bedding. He wiped his mouth haphazardly with his sleeve, struggled to sit up, and reached for the water glass on the bedside table.
One injury affects the whole body. A sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen. His hand, which was holding the cup, trembled and knocked it over. The continuous noise also startled Xiao An, who was standing by the door.
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