young son's eyes reddened slightly. She looked at Liu Ruo Qing with grievance and dejection: "Mother, do you not like Heng Er anymore?"
Seeing the pitiful red eyes of the little guy, Liu Ruo Qing's heart softened, "No, mother loves Heng Er the most. Come, mother will hug you."
After saying that, Liu Ruo Qing once again extended her hand out towards the little fellow, but was still dodged by Yan Yuan.
Facing his son's wronged gaze, Yan Yuan's eyes turned gentle, and said gently: "Didn't Heng Er always say he likes having a little sister? "Right now, little sister is in mother's stomach. If mother hugs you, little sister will be scared."
As expected, when the little guy heard Yan Yuan's words, his eyes instantly lit up. Looking at Liu Ruo Qing's still flat stomach, she asked with half-belief: "Is little sister really in mother's stomach? Then why didn't she come out? I really want to see her. "
Liu Ruo Qing was amused by the little guy's curious and expectant look. She reached out to stroke the little guy's head and said: "Little sister is still young, wait until she grows up in mother's stomach, then she will come out."
"Is that so?"
He struggled down from Yan Yuan's hands and stood in front of Liu Ruo Qing. The four-year-old boy was not even at Liu Ruo Qing's waist yet.
"I want to talk to my sister."
Her petite hand touched Liu Ruo Qing's abdomen, and on her chubby little face, a bright smile appeared. "Sister, sister, I'm your brother, hurry up and come out, come out brother will play with you …"
Liu Ruo Qing lowered her eyebrows and looked at his son who was talking to her stomach, with a slight smile on his lips, while Yan Yuan looked at the mother and son, her eyes slowly filled with love.
He truly hoped that he would be able to live a peaceful life like this.
The corner of Yan Yuan's lips similarly curved slightly, but in the next second, the corner of his lips stiffened, and a hint of panic quickly flashed past his eyes.
Seeing Liu Ruo Qing's raised smile, suddenly became sinister and evil, the gentle light flowing in her eyes, suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty red.
She suddenly raised her hand and aimed at the little guy's chest. Then, with a violent strike, she pushed him away.
The little guy was startled by this sudden turn of events and cried out in alarm. Without enough time for Yan Yuan to say anything, he rushed forward and caught the child from the air and hugged him. Then, he looked at Liu Ruo Qing with panic.
Both of Liu Ruo Qing's eyes turned scarlet red, and she revealed a bloodthirsty and cold smile towards the father and son duo.
She walked slowly towards them. The little guy was obviously frightened and started to cry loudly. "Mother, mother, mother doesn't like me anymore. Mother beats me up, wuu …" "Mother …"
The light in Yan Yuan's eyes dimmed. Looking at Liu Ruo Qing's eyes that were scarlet as if she was a demon from hell, her heart ached and felt uneasy.
His son's hysterical crying entered his ears, each sound striking his heart.
young son's crying made Liu Ruo Qing even more anxious, as if she wanted to choke off such an anxious voice.
Her gaze turned towards the direction of young son, her eyes filled with an ominous glint, as she walked over with large strides, but her legs were like machines.
Yan Yuan's pupils shrank. Familiar memories flashed past his mind and his heart suddenly panicked.
"Carry the crown prince in."
Yan Yuan handed the child to the wet nurse who was completely stunned by Liu Ruo Qing's appearance. The wet nurse struggled to regain her senses and took the young son from Yan Yuan's hands.
After handing young son over to the wet nurse, Yan Yuan quickly rushed to Liu Ruo Qing and held her tightly in his arms.
This familiar yet unfamiliar aura made Liu Ruoqing's body pause for a moment. Then, she violently struggled up and let out a beast-like cry.
"Qing Er, it's me, you hear me? You woke up? "
A familiar voice swept past Liu Ruo Qing's ears. She seemed to have long since engraved this voice at the bottom of her heart, and remembered that this was the most important person to her at the bottom of her heart.
In the next second, she seemed to have woken up, and realised that Yan Yuan was holding her tightly, her heart, suddenly trembled, and she collapsed into Yan Yuan's embrace.
She didn't erase the memory from before. She clearly remembered how she had sent her son flying with a single palm strike …
She was so scared that her entire body was trembling, and she laid in Yan Yuan's embrace. Fear and dread lingered around her entire body as she tightly held onto Yan Yuan's arm and trembled, "What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me? "I was just about to injure my son, how could this happen …"
Her body was shaking more and more in Yan Yuan's embrace. She, who had never liked to cry too much, was really scared this time.
The sound of her son's crying continued to echo in her mind …
'Mother doesn't like me anymore. Mother beat me up … '
However, each of these words struck at the heart, causing Liu Ruo Qing to tear up from the pain.
It was her son, her well-behaved son. How could she hit him, she couldn't even forget that moment of feeling, she was going to kill Heng Er.
That strong killing intent, even if she woke up now, she wouldn't forget it.
If Yan Yuan was not faster in catching them, Heng Er would have …
Liu Ruo Qing trembled in fear, and her tears fell even more profusely, "I want to kill Heng Er, I actually want to kill Heng Er …"
"What should we do? What should he do? "Just what happened to me …"
Her face was filled with hesitation and helplessness as she looked at Yan Yuan who was frowning with a face full of love, asking "What should I do" nonstop.
"Don't be afraid, Qing Er, don't be afraid. Qing Er might just be sick, let's have the Mr. Lu come over for you to see."
He stood up and carried Liu Ruo Qing, and spoke fiercely to the servants who were watching the scene: "Whoever dares to speak even half a word of what has just happened will be killed without mercy!"
The servants trembled as they knelt, not daring to make a sound.
Yan Yuan carried Liu Ruo Qing and left. The current Liu Ruo Qing was helplessly like a swallow whose wings had been destroyed by the storm, trying to find a place where she could hide from fear.
Her two hands held tightly onto Yan Yuan's neck, using as much strength as possible, afraid that Yan Yuan would suddenly let go of her and throw her out.
"Yan Yuan..."
"Yes, I'm here."
He lowered his eyebrows and kissed her lightly on the forehead, as if to soothe her anxious heart.
"Don't let go, I'm afraid …"
She had never truly shown weakness in front of Yan Yuan, even when her martial arts were completely crippled, even when she was in danger, she had never told him that she was afraid.