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As Meng Jiao's pregnancy progressed, the imperial physician confirmed the gender of the two babies in her belly when he took her pulse at four months. The news that Meng Jiao was pregnant with twins spread all over Kyoto.

Pei Xiaoran brought Xiao Zhiman with him, and for the eight hundredth time, he suppressed his desire to snatch Meng Jiao back to the mansion. He poked Meng Jiao's face while she was chewing grapes, and spoke softly,

"Jiaojiao, why is it that your belly is the only thing that's fat during pregnancy? You obviously eat a lot, but you still look like a girl."

Meng Jiao showed off the grapes. It is said that eating grapes during pregnancy will cause the baby's eyes to become blurry. She avoided Pei Xiaoran's pinching hand and turned sideways to continue showing off.

Xiao Zhiman was playing the guqin beside her. She was no longer surprised by the way the two of them were getting along. She could see that Xiao Ran really liked Meng Jiao.

"Jiaojiao, can you teach me again the piece of landscape that you just played? I always can't play the strings properly."

Meng Jiao kept talking, and stood up and played the previous part again, using her eyes to indicate whether Xiao Zhiman understood or not.

Xiao Zhiman shook her head, not understanding at all.

Pei Jinye returned home after the court session. Today was the eighth day that he and Meng Jiao had been separated. He had spent these eight days in a daze, every second felt like a year.

At first he waited for Meng Jiao to give him an explanation, but the little girl was also stubborn. She was polite and well behaved every day but didn't respond, which made him feel depressed.

After all, he was a prince, so he couldn't help but try to give her a way out, but the little girl ignored him, so he couldn't be so humble.

As soon as he entered the gate of Cheng'en Palace, Pei Xiaoran noticed him and quickly withdrew the hand that was messing with Meng Jiao's face.

"Brother, you are back."

Seeing Xiao Zhiman was there too, Pei Jinye's face turned cold.

"How many times have I told you that she is pregnant, so don't bother her, and don't bring irrelevant people with you. Don't you understand?"

Pei Xiaoran's face froze. She glanced at Xiao Zhiman, whose face had turned ugly, and didn't want to speak.

"Brother, how could I bother you? Father said the other day that you were destined to have children, and that Manman should be your principal wife. How come she is an irrelevant person?"

Hearing this, Meng Jiao paused while chewing the grapes, then immediately regained her composure.

Pei Jinye subconsciously glanced at Meng Jiao's reaction and pretended not to see it. Didn't she care at all?

I feel depressed, so my tone of voice is naturally bad.

"Get out, go back to your princess's house, and don't let me say it a second time!"

Pei Xiaoran saw his face darken, and she didn't understand what he said was wrong. It was obvious that what she said was true.

After Xiao Zhiman realized what was happening, she grabbed Pei Xiaoran fiercely, saying that it was embarrassing for her to stay here.

Meng Jiao stood up and politely sent the two out, convincing them not to worry about it, saying that maybe he was just upset because of something going on in the court.

Turning around, the man looked at her with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through her skin to see her soul.

Meng Jiao suddenly became stubborn. How come they lived in the same room together every day and she gave him countless opportunities to ask, but he was the one who had a stern face, as if she owed him 800 million.

Besides, she was just seeking revenge and it didn't cause him much trouble, so why should he give her the cold shoulder?

Meng Jiao passed by Pei Jinye and walked into the house without looking away.

"Bai Mengjiao."

Pei Jinye's forehead veins throbbed, and he held Meng Jiao's wrist tightly when she passed by.

Meng Jiao staggered as she was pulled, and she was furious.

Damn man, at worst, I don't want the 100 points, but I'm fine with this.

Thinking of what Pei Xiaoran said before she left, Meng Jiao shook off the man's hand.

"What advice do you have? Your Highness, why don't you just speak up? Do you think Meng Jiao is an eyesore in the East Palace?"

A cool breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and the air smelled of damp earth. A huge cloud floated in from the southwest, covering the entire sky with a gloomy look.

Pei Jinye's hands were clenched tightly after being thrown away. He glanced at the servants beside him who dared not breathe, and pulled them into the house with a sullen face.

Meng Jiao's skin was delicate to begin with, and normally a light touch from him would leave a red mark, not to mention that he was a little angry now and couldn't control his strength.

"Let me go, Pei Jinye, you're hurting me."

Pei Jinye loosened his grip, but still did not let go of her wrist.

He didn't stop until he entered the house, turned around and closed the door, punched the door frame, and looked down at Meng Jiao who was pressed against the door, his eyes flushed.

"Meng Jiao, how long are you going to make trouble with me?"

Meng Jiao felt the door tremble. There was no light in the room. She shrank back in fear.

"Pei Jinye, are you sick? When did I ever make trouble with you?"

There was a strong wind outside. The early autumn rain was always urgent, but in an instant there was lightning and thunder, accompanied by a thunderclap, and a bright flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

The room was bright for a brief moment, and Meng Jiao seemed to see the man's red eyes.

"Am I sick? I am sick, and I am seriously ill. My heart aches when I see you being polite to me.

Bai Mengjiao, tell me, am I really sick?"

Meng Jiao paused in pushing the man and looked up in disbelief.

He, what does he mean by this?

Without waiting for Meng Jiao to speak, Pei Jinye continued to circle her, fearing that she would escape, his emotions unclear.

"Mengjiao, I'm really happy to marry you, why can't you try to rely on me and trust me?

In your eyes, can't I, the Prince of Dongling, even protect my own woman? Why do you want to investigate it yourself?

I can't imagine how you managed to do all this when you were pregnant. Do you know how scared I was when I found out about it after everything was done?

Why can't you lower your head to me? During these eight days, I watched you sleeping next to me every night but couldn't hold you in my arms. I felt so suffocated.

Jiaojiao, can we stop making trouble? I can’t stand it anymore.”

Meng Jiao's body was stiff, and she felt something cold falling on the back of her neck.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Pei Jinye didn't say anything, but tentatively held Meng Jiao in his arms, subconsciously protecting her now big belly. Seeing that Meng Jiao didn't refuse this time, he cautiously used more force.

For a moment, Meng Jiao felt that her prince seemed to be so aggrieved that he was about to break. It seemed that she had misunderstood him.

She was eager to explain, so she reached out and hugged him back. The man was stunned for a moment and then hugged her tighter. He buried his breath in her neck and sobbed.

Meng Jiao lost her temper. She suddenly felt that she had gone too far. She also felt a little wronged. It seemed that she had really fallen in love with this man. She suddenly wanted to cry. She apologized to him with a trembling voice.

"I was wrong, Jiaojiao was wrong. Jiaojiao thought His Highness was angry because he knew I had lied to you, but I didn't expect that His Highness cared about this. I'm sorry, wuwu."

Pei Jinye held her for a long time, and when he heard her choking sobs, he lifted her little face and wiped her tears.

"I won't forgive you. I want you to remember today and report everything to me from now on. Jiaojiao, do you agree?"

Wow~ She seems to be a bad girl, woooo~ She didn't mean it, she suddenly felt so distressed, so distressed,

"Jiaojiao knows, wuwu, Your Highness is bad, Your Highness has never said that he likes me, wuwu, and he wants to marry someone else as his concubine. Jiaojiao is also hurt, wuwu bad man, um~"

Pei Jinye lowered his head and kissed her small mouth, and rolled the lilac tongue that he had missed for a long time into his mouth.

When he felt the little girl's weak response, he sighed comfortably.

"I love you, only you, there will only be you in this life,

I swear to you in the name of the future crown prince of Dongling that I will love you forever, and only you. If you break this oath, I will not die well. "