I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

"Come in with me, I want to ask you something!" said Ji Xiaobei.

Fu Jichang touched the sleeve that she had pulled, followed Ji Xiaobei into her room.

The room was warm and had a faint fragrance.

The moonlight outside the window shone through the window onto the messy bedding on the bed.

Ji Xiaobei lit the lamp, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled the quilt over himself.

The dim light reflected Ji Xiaobei, who was wrapped like a dumpling, and it was impossible to see the expression on her face.

Fu Jichang stood there somewhat awkwardly.

"Sit down!" Ji Xiaobei said to Fu Jichang who was standing there blankly.

"Stand up!" Fu Jichang said, and he put his hands behind his back and secretly rubbed his hips where he had just landed. It still hurt a little.

"Where are the two children?" Fu Jichang blushed and glanced at the bed.

"My mother was taken to South City?"

Fu Jichang glanced around the room and asked, "Have you packed everything?"

Ji Xiaobei hummed and asked, "What do you want to do in three days?"

Fu Jichang whispered, "What can I do? I can only listen to the emperor!"

"The emperor wants you to die!" Ji Xiaobei said coldly.

Fu Jichang said nothing.

Ji Xiaobei threw back the quilt with a bang. She jumped off the bed and walked to Fu Jichang. She stared at his calm face, looking ready to die, and asked loudly:

"If he tells you to die, will you just die obediently?"

Fu Jichang seemed to be bewitched, his face was cold and he said nothing.

Ji Xiaobei was really angry. He was not like this usually. Why couldn't he get anything out of him now?

With her eyes wide open, she grabbed Fu Jichang's sleeve and shook it, shouting in a rough voice:

"If you die, everything will be over. Don't forget that you are not only the king's subject, you are also the child's father. A king can be without subjects, but a child cannot be without a father..."

Ji Xiaobei's voice changed, and it sounded like crying, as if he was accusing or resisting.

She moved out with her mother when she was five years old.

I never saw my father again, and never received his love again.

My father has become someone else's father.

Zheng Guo said that she could live well without her father.

But only she knew that she had a quarrel with her classmates, and her classmates secretly called her a wild child who had no father.

She held back her tears, punched the man and beat him up.

This happened many times, but she never told Zheng Guo about it.

Zheng Guo, a woman with a child, lives a hard life.

She has endured too much since she was a child, and she doesn't want Guoguo and Zhengzheng to go through her own journey again.

Fu Jichang's heart felt as if stabbed by something sharp, and his body trembled violently.

Ji Xiaobei's painful, helpless and helpless eyes frightened Fu Jichang.

"Xiaobei!" Fu Jichang's Adam's apple moved, he called out, and reached out to pull Ji Xiaobei's arm.

Ji Xiaobei shook him off violently, raised his arm, and slapped him in the face.

Crisp, crisp!

Heita in the next yard felt nervous and looked towards the next yard.

Fu Jichang covered his burning cheeks, tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just as he straightened his head, a sharp knife stabbed towards his neck with a cold wind...

"Xiao..." He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and the hair on his head stood up.

He dodged in a hurry, and the dagger pierced the door frame behind him with a snap.

Before he could come to his senses, Ji Xiaobei's iron fist came at his head with great force. He was forced into a corner and had no way to dodge, so he could only defend himself.

He used 70% of his strength to try to block Ji Xiaobei's punch, but Ji Xiaobei's punch was not empty and hit his arm hard.

"Ouch!"

His arm felt like it had been hit by a heavy object and he grimaced in pain.

"Xiaobei, calm down!" He said as he dodged.

"I can't calm down. Rather than letting you die in the hands of others, I might as well kill you now and leave you with an intact body..."

Ji Xiaobei said angrily.

All the humiliation she suffered in her childhood came flooding back to her mind, making her eyes ache.

She beat Fu Jichang up with punches and kicks.

Ji Xiaobei was tired from fighting, and the anger in his eyes finally subsided.

Fu Jichang did not dodge or resist and took a solid beating.

He squatted in the corner, his body aching but his mind relaxed.

Ji Xiaobei cares about him.

He was absolutely sure now.

He would be willing to die like this.

No, he couldn't die. He couldn't bear to leave Ji Xiaobei and the children.

He looked up, and his pair of dark and deep eyes met Ji Xiaobei's gaze.

Ji Xiaobei rubbed his fists, his eyes seemed to say: Not convinced?

The deepness and resentment in Fu Jichang's eyes disappeared, he stood up and said firmly: "I can't die!"

Ji Xiaobei raised the corner of his mouth: Men just need a beating.

"Have you figured it out?" Ji Xiaobei's voice softened a lot.

"I can't abandon you and the children!" Fu Jichang courageously pulled Ji Xiaobei into his arms.

Ji Xiaobei did not resist, but hugged Fu Jichang's waist instead.

Men are so damn fragile!

Her hand touched Fu Jichang's waist, a hard mass of muscle. He normally looked to have a slender waist, but she didn't expect that he had so much tendon meat.

Is this the typical case of looking thin when dressed and looking fat when undressed?

She pinched it with her hand again, it was hard, really hard!

Fu Jichang's face and neck turned red. The sudden hug made his whole body hot, as if he was a shrimp struggling in boiling water.

His whole body was tense, and he was somewhat puzzled by the actions of Ji Xiaobei's men.

He lowered his head, and his red eyes met Ji Xiaobei's questioning eyes.

"How long is your waist?" Ji Xiaobei asked.

Fu Jichang: Hmm?

"I asked you if you have eaten?" Ji Xiaobei stuck out his tongue and quickly changed the question.

"I..." Fu Jichang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "I've eaten!"

Ji Xiaobei pushed his arm away and said, "Okay, that's good!"

Fu Jichang looked at Ji Xiaobei in confusion, his anger rising again.

"Xiaobei..." The hot breath sprayed on Ji Xiaobei's face.

Ji Xiaobei hurriedly lowered his head and took a step back.

"Are you okay?" Ji Xiaobei asked with concern.

"Ouch... Ouch..." Fu Jichang shouted and threw himself onto Ji Xiaobei's bed.

Ji Xiaobei was quick to act and grabbed Fu Jichang by the back of his neck.

Fu Jichang, who was limp all over, was picked up.

"You, what are you doing? You almost beat me to death!" Fu Jichang's eyes were full of resentment.

"Who made your stupid head so stupid!"

Ji Xiaobei grabbed his collar, and Fu Jichang wisely turned around and put his arms around Ji Xiaobei's waist.