After Qin Lin finished speaking, Ning Jiuwei frowned slightly, with a trace of confusion hidden deep in his eyes. After a while, he said, "Why should I believe you?"
"Depending on your heart, Jiuwei, the most fickle thing in the world is the human heart, and the hardest thing to change is the heart. Even if you don't have me in your memory, I don't believe that you don't have me in your heart, otherwise you would have just woken up. When the time comes, they will call for someone to arrest me." Qin Lin said in a soft voice, as warm and gentle as the spring breeze in March.
Ning Jiuwei didn't say anything when she heard Qin Lin's words, because what Qin Lin just said was all right. From the first time she saw Qin Lin, she didn't feel bored, but always felt inexplicably familiar.
"Although all you said was...ah..." Ning Jiuwei was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach. It was different from the usual pain, but from fetal movement.
Ning Jiuwei clearly felt the child in her belly and had just kicked her. This feeling made Ning Jiuwei happy and wonderful. It turns out that this is life.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I'll call the imperial doctor." Qin Lin said, turning around to go find the imperial doctor.
Seeing Qin Lin's movements, Ning Jiuwei grabbed him, held his stomach, and asked, "What are you going to do? If you want to be caught, go as soon as possible."
"I...but you are sick." Qin Lin then realized that this was not Dali, but the palace of Di Qingchen. He paused, but his eyes were very worried.
Hearing Qin Lin's words, Ning Jiuwei felt warm in her heart and said, "I'm not sick. I just had a fetal movement."
"Fetal movement?" Qin Lin's eyes were filled with confusion. Although concubines were pregnant in his previous life, he had never paid attention to it, let alone looked at it.
Ning Jiu nodded slightly and said, "Well, the child kicked me. He was very naughty."
After saying this, Qin Lin's eyes lit up. He looked at Ning Jiuwei's swollen belly, raised his hand, looked at Ning Jiuwei with hope, and asked, "Can I touch it?" ?”
In any case, Qin Lin didn't know him, and he was a man. Ning Jiuwei subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was stunned by the tiny light in his eyes.
In fact, Ning Jiuwei had always felt that Di Qingchen looked at the child with the same eyes as he looked at her, full of tenderness and doting. She felt that this was father's love.
But when she saw Qin Lin's cautious and extremely protective look, she had never seen him before, not even herself.
"It can only be for a moment." Ning Jiuwei hesitated for a while, then nodded.
Qin Lin seemed to have received a gift. He stretched out his hand and carefully placed it on her abdomen. By coincidence, the moment he put his hand on it, the child in her belly seemed to know something, and it was heavy again. A kick.
"He moved, he really moved..." Qin Lin still had his usual cold demeanor at this time. He looked like a young boy. Feeling the touch of his hands, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Ning Jiuwei's lips curved slightly. Such a person made it impossible for her to connect with the cold-faced killing god that Di Qingchen said. It seemed that the rumors were wrong.
Qin Lin still seemed to feel that it was not enough. He lowered his head and placed his ear on Ning Jiuwei's abdomen, as if he wanted to listen to the sounds inside.
"What are you doing?" Ning Jiuwei pushed Qin Lin away and looked at Qin Lin coldly.
"Jiuwei, this is our child. I want to hear it. I have missed too much. He is more than six months old now." Qin Lin said.
Ning Jiuwei frowned and said: "Who said he is your child, Qin Lin, I have lost my memory, but please don't think of me as a fool. Wait until you find evidence that can convince me, or can you convince me I'll get my memory back, and you can tell me these things again, so please come back now."
Qin Lin didn't expect that Ning Jiuwei's expression would change at a moment's notice. He was fine just now, but suddenly he turned against her. But he knew that this kind of thing should be done step by step and he couldn't be impatient, so he turned around and left.
Looking at Qin Lin's lonely back, Ning Jiuwei sat on the bed, rubbed her forehead, and took a deep breath, wondering why she was so familiar with Qin Lin and who he was.
… …
"How's it going? Have you seen Jiuwei?" Long Yurong watched Qin Lin come back, sat up quickly, and asked.
Qin Lin nodded slightly, but with a deep look in his eyes, he asked: "Mother, is there an antidote to Jieyou Decoction?"
After hearing Qin Lin's words, how could Long Yurong not know that he must have seen this person, but Jiuwei's memory was gone, so he was kicked out...
"The Jieyou Decoction was given to me by Lexuan. When she gave it to me, she said there was no antidote, but she said that it was possible to restore memory under special circumstances recorded in history, but she didn't know what the situation was." Long. Yu Rong said.
After hearing Long Yurong's words, Qin Lin gave up. Since the method that has been lost in history may not be thought of now, the most important thing at the moment is to bring Jiuwei out of the palace.
Jiuwei is now more than six months pregnant. If she doesn't leave the womb as soon as possible, I am afraid that the same thing as what happened thirteen years ago will happen again in the future. He will never allow this to happen.
"Don't worry, Ah Xuan and I will go to the palace tomorrow and find a way to make Di Qingchen explain everything clearly. After all, you are brothers." Long Yurong said.
Hearing Long Yurong's words, Qin Lin raised a smile on his lips and said, "You think he is your son? If it is as simple as you said, from the moment he knows that I am his brother, he should stop..." Hands on."
"No, he just can't accept it for the moment. He is your brother and will never change." Long Yurong shook his head firmly and said.
Qin Lin raised his head and looked at He Lanxuan and asked, "Do you agree with what the queen said?"
He Lanxuan's eagle eyes that were very similar to Qin Lin changed, and he said, "I almost killed him for so many years. He should hate me."
"So, you just want to make up for it. What should you use to make up for it, your love or blood?" Qin Lin took a deep breath.
It's not that he doesn't want to recognize Di Qingchen as his younger brother, but he is really not as simple as he imagined. He has been corrupted by the Emperor's Heavenly Sect and is paranoid and selfish.
"Even if it's what you said, your mother and I are going to give it a try. He is my son, and just like you, I will never give up. You will understand when you have a child." He Lanxuan said.
Long Yurong nodded and said: "The palms and backs of his hands are full of flesh. Even if he is useless, he is still my son. It is my fault as a mother."