Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 687 The Modern Story (125)

Xuanyuan Jiaye raised his eyebrows, "Then it's August, there's still half a month left."

"Okay!" Ai Ling nodded fiercely.

At this time, Xuanyuan Jiaye suddenly hugged Ai Ling and bit her lips fiercely. Ai Ling felt that something was changing in him, her eyes deepened, and she pushed Xuanyuan Jiaye's shoulder.

The man was taken aback, and Ai Ling coughed in embarrassment, "My stomach hurts..."

After hearing her words, Xuanyuan Jiaye got up immediately, picked up Ai Ling, put her on his lap, and rubbed her belly gently, "I'll go and pour some hot water for you to drink."

"No, just lie down for a while."

Xuanyuan Jiaye looked at her, then put her down and covered her with Xialiang quilt and lay down.

Ai Ling sneaked a glance at him. In fact, she didn't have a stomachache, but the doctor said he couldn't do it too often.

His physical strength is not so good, once he starts eating meat, he will not be able to stop for a whole night, so Ai Ling can only refuse him.
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The next day, Xuanyuan Jiaye got up early in the morning and didn't go downstairs in a hurry, but sat on the edge of the bed with his elbows on his knees and his head on his palms.

This was what Ai Ling saw when she came up to call him. She frowned slightly, and quietly walked over to squat in front of him.

"It hurts again?" she asked softly.

Xuanyuan Jiaye was startled by her, and suddenly raised his head, but shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

However, his wrinkled everyday betrayed his heart.

"There's no need to hide from me." Ai Ling squeezed his hand.

Xuanyuan Jiaye still rested his elbows on his knees, looked at her with his head down, and said in a low voice, "I feel like I'm going to die suddenly, I can't stand it."

Ai Ling looked heavy, "I'm sorry..."

"What?" He didn't hear clearly.

"I'm sorry." Eileen repeated.

"What are you sorry for, don't think so much." The man still touched the top of her head gently.

There was guilt in Ai Ling's eyes, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be like this, I..."

"Ling'er, neither of us is sorry for the other. It's still the same sentence. As long as you are good and let me see you every day, I will be fine. Do you hear me?" The man smiled and took her hand downstairs.

"I'll ask grandpa to send Pao Pao back when I have time. Children can't do without their parents."

Ai Ling nodded, "Okay, I'll let Grandpa come today."
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At noon, Ai Ling asked Ai Weiyan to send Pao Pao back, saying that he would stay and live there, but Ai Weiyan insisted on going back, and Ai Ling couldn't help him, so he had to let him go.

Pao Pao was very happy to see Ai Ling, and opened her little hands to hug her.

"Miss mom?" Ai Ling kissed him lovingly.

Bubble patted his heart fiercely, "I think so!"

Ai Ling smiled in relief, hugged him and sat on the sofa in the living room, "Bubble, your father has suffered from physical loss recently, and his sleep quality is not good, so let's not disturb Dad to rest at night, okay?"

Bubble frowned, spit out a bubble, and then nodded fiercely.

Is dad sick?

In the evening, as soon as Xuanyuan Jiaye entered the door, he saw a small figure standing by the wall of the entrance, with a little bubble stuck to his mouth, looking at him with his head tilted.

"Father!" Pao Pao rushed over with his little hands open.

Xuanyuan Jiaye quickly picked up his youngest son, with a smile on his face, "Bubble is back."

Bubbles lay on his shoulders, with distressed eyes, he could see the tiredness and discomfort on his father's brows, it seemed that he was really sick.

Bubble hugged his neck tightly, opened and closed his small mouth and said, "Dad, let's rest."

Xuanyuan Jiaye felt his son's concern, and his heart was very warm. The woman in front of him was busy at the dining table. This scene was really warm, and it also relieved the pain caused by his nerves a lot.

He smiled contentedly, as long as you are doing well, that's enough.

(End of this chapter)