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Zhang Ma saw that this was a sign of a cold.

I couldn't help but start to worry: "You must be catching a cold, what should you do?"

If the young lady really gets sick, will the young master not even call a doctor or let her take medicine?

Do you really plan to lock this young person here and fend for yourself?

Thinking about it, it makes no sense.

If that was the case, then why did the young master need to order her to deliver three meals a day?

For a moment, Zhang Ma couldn't guess what Yan Beichen was thinking.

He raised his hand to rub his itchy nose. At this moment, Luo Xingkong also clearly felt that his head was a little dizzy and his throat was so dry that it hurt.

This is indeed a sign of catching a cold.

"fine."

Zhang's mother looked worried: "Quick, drink more hot soup."

Because she still had to wait for Yan Beichen to have breakfast, Zhang Ma didn't dare to stay here any longer.

"You drink first, I'll clean up the dishes later."

After saying this, Zhang Ma stood up and left.

Villa dining room.

Yan Beichen had already sat down at the dining table. When he saw Zhang Ma coming back, his narrow and cold eyes flickered.

His tone was cold: "What did you do?"

Zhang Ma was embarrassed for two seconds, and then calmly explained: "I was afraid of delaying the young master's breakfast, so I sent it to Miss Luo first."

Yan Beichen held the rice bowl, and his slow and leisurely eating movements carried a touch of inviolable majesty, cold and ascetic.

"There is no need to use honorific titles for her in the future."

Zhang Ma was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and responded: "Yes."

She didn't understand why the young master suddenly hated the young lady so much.

Because of his injury, Yan Beichen did not go to the company but worked from home.

After breakfast, Zhang Ma finished cleaning the kitchen and looked towards the second floor to make sure that Yan Beichen would not leave the study for the time being.

Arriving in the backyard, Luo Xingkong fell down on the sofa before finishing his bowl of dumplings, his thin body curled up into a ball.

"Young Madam?" Zhang Ma ran over quickly.

Luo Xingkong was too cold, so she wrapped the coat Zhang Ma gave her tightly: "It's so cold..."

Zhang's mother was frightened when she saw this and ran back to the villa.

After a while, I came back with a bunch of cold medicine in my hand.

"Young Madam?" She woke up Luo Xingkong, who was in a daze on the sofa, "What do you think?"

Wiping his forehead, the hot temperature instantly touched his fingertips.

"Zhang Ma..." Luo Xingkong felt weak and sat up from the sofa with difficulty.

Zhang's mother looked anxious as if she was distressed for her child: "I brought you some cold medicine. You get up first and we take the medicine first."

medicine?

Although Luo Xingkong was a little confused, his consciousness was clear.

Zhang Ma was anxious and took the warm water while unpacking the medicine: "Here."

Luo Xingkong directly pushed away the medicine she handed him: "I can't take these medicines."

Zhang Ma was stunned and looked anxious: "Why? You are very hot. You must take medicine to reduce the fever!"

The top-heavy Luo Xingkong felt very uncomfortable.

How dare she take these medicines while pregnant.

"I am pregnant."

Hearing this, Zhang Ma looked stunned.

Pregnant?

"Madam, are you...pregnant?"

It can be seen that the expression on Zhang Ma's face gradually changed from shock to joy.

Luo Xingkong knew that she must have misunderstood and thought the child was Yan Beichen's.

He said bluntly: "It's not from Yan Beichen."

As expected, Zhang Ma's expression was astonished the next second.

Not the young master’s?

How could this happen? Could it be that the young lady married someone else soon after her divorce?

Zhang Ma seemed to understand something in an instant.

No wonder the young master suddenly hates the young madam so much, it must be because of this!

"Then, what should I do? You are sick, you can't just let it go." Although she was not pregnant with Yanbeichen's child, Zhang's mother was still worried about her.

Luo Xingkong himself didn't know what to do.

Now that you can't take medicine when you're pregnant, the only way is to resist. After a week of self-healing period, you should be fine.

"It's okay, I'll just drink more boiled water and it'll be fine."

With that said, he took a few sips of the warm water from Zhang's mother's hand.

Seeing her resisting, Zhang Ma looked distressed.

"Then you lie down and rest first. I'll make you some ginger tea later." After saying that, he packed up his things and hurried back to the villa.

When she got to the kitchen, she started making ginger tea for Luo Xingkong.

"What are you doing?" Yan Beichen's voice sounded suddenly from behind.

Zhang Ma turned around in a hurry, looking a little embarrassed: "No, it's nothing."

Yan Beichen's clear eyes glanced at the stove, where something was obviously cooking.

Her uneasy look aroused his suspicion even more, and he walked towards the kitchen counter.

"Young Master..." Seeing that she was about to be discovered, Zhang Ma immediately showed off her cards, with a hint of pleading in her tone: "Young Madam really has a cold. She can't take medicine, so I prepared some ginger tea for her to go away the cold."

Yan Beichen's face suddenly turned frosty, and his tone was irritable: "Who asked you to prepare these!"

Zhang Ma was too scared to say a word.

But when she thought of Luo Xingkong, who was curled up on the sofa without even a bed or quilt, she felt really sad.

"Master, Luo Xiao - she is having a fever and is pregnant again. If we leave her alone, she and the baby in her belly will be in danger."

Zhang Ma tried to arouse a trace of compassion in him.

Little did he know that he had stepped into Yanbeichen's minefield!

When he thought that she was pregnant with Chang Yuehan's seed, the anger on his face became even more violent: "If you dare to care about her again, get back to the castle!"

Zhang Ma was so frightened by his anger that she didn't even dare to express her anger.

So the young master was determined to oppress Miss Luo and lock her up in the backyard, leaving her to fend for herself, right?

Looking at the things prepared on the kitchen table, Yan Beichen was so angry that he reached out and knocked it over, then turned and left.

Zhang Ma was so scared that she didn't dare to make ginger tea for Luo Xingkong anymore.

While she was cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, she was worried about Luo Xingkong's safety.

The library on the second floor.

Yan Beichen stood in front of the window and looked at the small bungalow not far from the backyard. The coldness in his eyes was enough to freeze three feet.

But at the same time he was irritable.

The irritable emotions were turbulent in his chest, making his heart unable to calm down for a moment.

At the same time, inside the bungalow.

Luo Xingkong felt cold all over, and his consciousness gradually began to become blurry while lying on the sofa.

Because of the cold, her huddled body was shivering, and she was clutching her clothes tightly, but she still couldn't feel any warmth.

"Young lady!"

During lunch time, Zhang Ma was finally able to come to the bungalow again.

As soon as her hand touched Luo Xingkong, the hot touch scared her and turned pale: "Why is it so hot!"

Zhang Ma was so anxious that she didn’t know what to do. If the fever continued like this, not to mention the baby in her belly, even she herself would be in danger!

"Young Madam, wake up..." She tried to wake up Luo Xingkong, but found that she couldn't wake him up.