Her behavior seemed to be the same as usual, but the gloom in her eyebrows and eyes could not escape his eyes. His little wife... seemed to have something that he didn't know about.

This made Qi Ye feel a sense of panic. In his world, nothing could escape his control, but what he cared about the most became more and more erratic.

Qi Ye held her face, looked at the woman's clear black eyes, and lowered her head to kiss her lips. His kiss was not tempted, but it was strong and demanding, which was so intense that it was unbearable.

Ye Weilan stared at him with his eyes tightly, inexplicably sad, depressed, and very sad.

Qi Ye hugged her arms more and more, almost making her breathless.

Why did the girl he held in his palm show such a helpless and desolate look?

"Qi Ye..." Ye Weilan sat on his legs and hugged his back: "If one day, I really become a cruel and inhuman woman..."

"That happens," he smiled, as beautiful as a demon: "I am born with me."

Ye Weilan burst into tears and laughed, and for a moment he seemed to have endless courage: "Since last night, I have been having a dream repeatedly, dreaming that I held the scalpel and cut open the pregnant woman's belly alive, and blood splattered all over her body. The woman cried and cursed my child with her life, and she would not die well..."

She grabbed his arm and her fingertips turned pale: "I don't want to admit that I did it, but... Qi Ye, am I schizophrenia?"

Qi Ye's eyes at her, her eyes were as pure and transparent as black pearls, with a faint prayer, hoping that he could give her a redemption.

Qi Ye's hand gently stroked her thin spine. Her body was very warm and soft. He hugged her as if he had the whole world: "Lan has no schizophrenia," he kissed her neck and tasted the temperature and delicateness of her skin: "You will not be the murderer who killed that pregnant woman, your hands have never been contaminated with the blood of innocent people."

"But……"

"You are not the murderer who killed that pregnant woman, and you know, who killed her."

"I……"

"Go to find Qin Yu's mother," Qi Ye kissed her lips and enjoyed the tenderness of mutual support: "Get back all your memories, whether it is good or bad."

His beautiful and confident wife had doubts about herself for the first time, which was a very terrible thing.

After hiding it for so long, it was time for her to know the truth.

Qin Yuling, don’t let people down…

...

After New Year's Day, the winter in the imperial capital ushered in the first sunny day.

Ye Weilan stood on the steps, bathing in the sun. In such weather, her dull mood seemed to be relieved.

She looked back and saw the two children standing at the door, looking at her with their big eyes open, with some inexplicable pity.

Ye Weilan felt a little nervous. Every time he saw Xiaojiu and Xiaoxue, the woman's shrill curse would echo in her mind...

"Be at home, wait for mommy to come back."

After saying this, she got into the car as if she had escaped.

The car started and quickly got out of sight.

Xiao Yechen's eyes dimmed.

Xiaoxue sniffs.

Ye Yan squatted down and hugged the two children in his arms: "It's not that mommy doesn't like you, Xiaojiu and Xiaoxue are her treasures. She really has something to do. When she comes back, she will definitely come to hug Xiaojiu and Xiaoxue."
Chapter completed!