The duplicitous prince × the sickly and tolerant beauty
Pei Shu felt that he should hate Wen Yan.
Because they killed his whole family.
But when she knocked on his door with a child, he was fascinated and took them in.
Pei Shu hated her, and he also hated himself.
With his strong blood and indelible hatred, he always lost his sense of proportion in certain things.
One person fell asleep comfortably, while the other person was tortured by pain and couldn't sleep all night.
Wen Yan curled up in his arms with a pale face, endured the pain, and touched his face with trembling hands. Her voice had a rare hint of crying: "I'm going to die, why can't you love me?"
It wasn't until she risked her life to give birth to a child for him that Pei Shu realized that she hid such a big secret.
She gave life to her child, but what about herself?
"Yanyan, I hate you." Pei Shu knelt on one knee in front of her hospital bed, with red eyes, and kissed her pale forehead: "But I love you more, wake up and look at me, okay?"
