Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 455 Then How Do You Ask Me To Forgive?

"She still has your child in her belly, so you just ignore her like this?"

Zhaojun slowly raised his head to look at him, raised the corners of his lips in disdain, and smiled coldly.

"Pa" a fist hit him in the face, Wei Ying on the soft couch exclaimed: "Brother!"

Zhaojun wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, but still looked disdainful, Wei Rong wanted to attack again, but Wei Ying struggled to jump off the couch and stopped him.

"Does it hurt?" Wei Ying turned around, raised her hand to put on the corner of his lips in distress, and suddenly felt dizzy on the top of her head, and passed out after shaking.

It must have been too hasty to get up just now, and the fetus was gasping. Zhaojun's eyes were slightly startled, and seeing her suffocate, he reached out to catch her.

"Aying!" Wei Rong who was behind her was also startled, and quickly stepped forward, she had already been lifted up by him.

Zhaojun carried her back to the couch, Wei Rong exclaimed: "Prince doctor, send the doctor quickly!"

Zhaojun put his hand on her forehead, and took her hand to check her pulse.

"Aren't you willing to wait until their mother and child are dead?" Wei Rong said aside, "Yes, she betrayed you, but I forced her to be the princess of the Kingdom of Wei. What about Rong's sister? From a standpoint, she is not wrong at all. If you are from an emotional standpoint, how many times have you hurt her, betrayed her and tortured her? She still chooses to forgive you. In order to keep you, she worked hard to conceive Your child, she thought about spending her whole life with you!"

Zhaojun's face was calm, without any waves in his eyes, and he put her hands back under the quilt.

He suddenly remembered that day, she grabbed his sleeve and said to him, "Can you be nice to me? As long as you are nice to me, I will be fine... I don't want this child to die, I I don't want to, Yan Zhao..."

At that time, I thought she was being hypocritical, but I didn't expect that she was really seriously ill, and the baby in her stomach was also in danger.She tried her best, but in the end she wanted to rely on this child to keep him by her side.

After the imperial doctor diagnosed her, Wei Rong left and ordered someone to lock the door. Zhao Jun was locked in her room, unable to go anywhere, so he had to stay by her bed.

She has been suffering from a low-grade fever since she contracted the cold, and she refused to stay in the room to recuperate, insisting on walking around, so she never got better, so he wrapped her whole body in the quilt and covered her tightly. Strict, but her hands always stretch out.

Zhaojun reached out to put her hand back under the quilt, but she grabbed it.

"Don't leave me, Yanzhao." She murmured in a drowsy mouth, "You don't have to be a son-in-law if you don't want to. I will go wherever you go. I am willing to follow you wherever you go. Don't leave me."

"What if I want to attack Wei and kill Wei Rong?"

After hesitating for a moment, she replied in a daze: "If possible, please don't kill brother."

"Wei Rong is important, or am I?"

"you."

The voice is not loud, but it is very clear, a "you".

"Liar." He laughed mockingly, "If that's the case, you won't betray me for him."

"In the past, I thought he was more important than you." Wei Ying murmured, "I didn't know until I lost you..."

"Then do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it. I, Wei Ying, do things, and I don't regret it."

In the dream, Wei Ying and Zhao Jun were standing on the edge of the cliff, having the same conversation with him. The two of them were dressed in a black dress like ink, and a red dress like blood. The wind blew her skirts fluttering. You can push her into a cliff and fall to pieces.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips at her, and smiled inexplicably: "Then how do you ask me to forgive?"

(End of this chapter)