However, when he spoke, Xie Ruotong didn't move an inch.
Song Yanqing frowned.
Had her body frozen stiff?!
He reached out, intending to help her up.
But just as he reached out, Xie Ruotong raised her arm and dodged away.
Song Yanqing's hand paused, awkwardly suspended in mid-air.
Xie Ruotong said, "I'd ask you, my lord, to keep your distance from me."
It took all her strength to speak so clearly.
Even though her voice still trembled slightly.
Song Yanqing's heart gave a jolt.
That sudden, unexpected feeling as if his heart trembled and then seemed to be pricked by a needle.
For a moment, he didn't know what emotion he was feeling.
"Lin'er is pregnant; my lord should just take more care of her," Xie Ruotong spoke again.
Her voice still sounded like that.
Calm, distant, cold, with an involuntary quiver.
And her words were a reminder to Song Yanqing.
Not to upset Xie Ruilin again.
It seemed like just a reminder.
Without a trace of anger.
