Su Muer was not polite to Nangong Yaji. He hurt her and she cried out.

Sometimes Nangong Yaji felt that it hurt so much that she kicked him on the waist. She didn't scream when he was kicked, and there was still a slight smile on her face.

Seeing him like this, Su Muer kicked him a few more times.

Nangong Yaji passed her over, "Why are you so brave when you were beaten by the old woman? Now I can't stand it before I use my strength?"

"The moment of life and death is different from now." Su Muer said with a pout.

Nangong Yaji had a smile in his blue eyes. He had never smiled so gently in this period of time.

Su Muer felt that the palm of her palm covering her skin was gradually heating up. After heating the medicinal wine by asking questions, it seemed to penetrate into her skin, and she also felt that her skin was getting hot.

Gradually, the large scars on her waist and abdomen seemed to have less pain, but there was a layer of thin sweat below Su Muer's nose and back. She looked up at Nangong Yaji and found that the other party was sweating too.

The force of Nangong Yaji rubbing her lower abdomen gradually weakened, and his gaze fell on Su Muer's flat abdomen. There was no slack, only a deep feeling of heartache.

On Su Muer's lower abdomen, there were a large area of ​​purple and blood stasis that could emerge from under the skin. Mrs. Nangong beat her hard. If Mrs. Nangong hadn't lie on the ground and tried hard, her would have cracked Su Muer's internal organs.

He took a deep breath and suddenly remembered that there was his child in this flat belly. That child left when no one knew it existed.

Recalling the scene full of blood in his hands, his throat felt sore. Who would have thought that the first time he met his child would end with such a bloody scene?

Su Muer looked at the emotions in Nangong Yaji's eyes, she struggled for a moment, and whispered: "Okay, that's OK."

Nangong Yaji took back his senses, and Su Muer pushed his hand away from her lower abdomen. She immediately stood up from the sofa and pulled the clothes.

She didn't go to see Nangong Yaji, but said to him: "Thank you, go back and rest."

Nangong Yaji handed Su Mu'er the bottle of medicinal wine. She drove the people away, and he couldn't continue here.

"You should also pay attention to rest." Nangong Yaji left from the balcony, and Su Muer sat on the sofa without moving, and her hand slowly reached to her lower abdomen.

Through her clothes, you can still feel the burning temperature of her skin. I don’t know if this temperature is left behind by Nangong Yaji’s palm or the evaporation of medicinal wine on her skin.

But this night, Su Muer had a good sleep until dawn.

After she washed up, she heard someone knocking on the door. Su Muer shouted "Wait a moment", and she walked up to open the door.

The servant told her that the breakfast was ready and wanted to ask her whether to go downstairs to have a meal or the servant will deliver it.

Su Muer didn't want to bother the servant, so she told her that she would go downstairs to have a meal later.

Su Muer changed into a dress, and the clean clothes she had changed into in the presidential palace were all bought by Jiang Yi, who asked the servants to go there temporarily.

The servants bought brand-name clothes. The pajamas that Su Muer wore last night were worth thousands of yuan, and the ones she wore now cost 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

If she didn't wear it, she wouldn't have clean clothes to wear. Su Muer was worried about how to pay back the money to Jiang Yi.

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