She desperately grabbed Xiao Heng's hand, struggling to explain: "Brother Ah Heng, I, I know I was wrong, I just wanted to cure the illness... I wanted to be with you properly."
"Besides, I, I'm carrying your own flesh and blood, you can't..."
"Own flesh and blood..." Xiao Heng suddenly let go of her hand, murmuring, "Yajun's belly also carries my own flesh and blood."
Xin Yun hadn't had a chance to relax when her heart tightened again.
She crawled to Xiao Heng's feet, kowtowing and begging for his forgiveness, her forehead broke, and the blood quickly soaked the floor.
Xiao Heng grabbed her hair, pulling her up to ask, "Is the massacre of Medicine King Valley related to you?"
Xin Yun's pupils trembled wildly, knowing she couldn't hide it any longer, she stammered: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, I just accidentally revealed the entrance to the valley, I didn't know the person asking for directions was a bandit."