Chapter 4575

Having said that, Qin Wuyan felt that there seemed to be something missing in the room today, looked around, and asked in surprise, "Where's the child?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu lay on the inside, with her back facing him, her voice hoarse: "The nanny has been taken to the side room."

Qin Wuyan also lay down beside Zhuang Xiaoyu: "That's fine, the child is too young to take care of you, so you don't have to wake up at night and let the wet nurse take care of you. Just take good care of your body."

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

No matter how well her dilapidated body is raised, what's the use of it, her life is exchanged for the life of her own child.

She has nothing left in this world.

Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to hold back the surging anger in her heart, but she couldn't help it after all, sat up angrily, and asked Qin Wuyan: "You don't actually want our child at all, do you?"

Qin Wuyan: "..."

Qin Wuyan also sat up with his arms propped up, brushed her messy hair back with his long fingers, and said softly, "Xiao Yu, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't miss the sadness and grief that flashed in the man's eyes, she suddenly couldn't bear to blame Qin Wuyan.

It's too late to say anything.

The man's brows were full of exhaustion and haggardness. It was the first time for Zhuang Xiaoyu to look at Qin Wuyan so carefully. He saw that the man had lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were almost sunken, and even his cheekbones were thinner. It's raised, but the eyebrows and eyes looking at her are still gentle and kind, without any blame...

Thinking that for the sake of the child in his belly, he was afraid that she would go crazy and hurt him, so he would guard him all night, and he would not hesitate to get hurt...

Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes sadly, lay down again, and whispered: "I'm a little tired, go to sleep."

"Yeah." The man nodded and blew out the candle.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's words opened Qin Wuyan's suppressed thoughts in his heart, and the deep drowsiness was dispelled. Although he was extremely tired, he didn't feel any drowsiness at all.

When the breathing around him became even, Qin Wuyan got up quietly, put on his clothes, and left the bedroom.

There was a slight sound of closing the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu opened his eyes, sat up too, put on his clothes and followed Qin Wuyan to go out...

Qin Wuyan didn't ride a horse, and didn't bring guards by his side, but walked towards the secluded place step by step against the cold wind...

The personal guards only saw that the high priest had just left, and the lady in a black cloak was also heading in that direction, trying to figure out Zhuang Xiaoyu's position in Qin Wuyan's heart, and did not dare to say anything, allowing Zhuang Xiaoyu to follow unimpeded past...

The moonlight was cold and dim.

Qin Wuyan stood in front of a tombstone. On the tombstone was written a line: My son rest in peace!

Qin Wuyan was tall and tall, standing in front of the tomb, the tall man bent slightly, his fingertips stroked the brand new tombstone, as if stroking the delicate skin of a baby.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the tombstone, tears burst out of his eyes like broken beads, flooding his face uncontrollably.

In the past, with Qin Wuyan's vigilance, he would have noticed the movement behind him, but at this time Qin Wuyan was already immersed in his emotions, but he didn't notice the existence of Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Qin Wuyan didn't turn his head until the mournful voice behind him could not be restrained.

What caught his eyes was Zhuang Xiaoyu's face full of tears, Qin Wuyan felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen, he panicked for a moment, and immediately blocked in front of the tombstone.