Chapter 232 Unworthy of giving birth to this king's child
Fengtian, border village.
Xiao Chengen ran out alone and did not come back all night.
Qingluan sat on the edge of the bed all night, already preparing for the worst.
The worst-case scenario is that Xiao Chengen regains his memory.
Looking sideways at everything in the small hut, Qingluan smiled bitterly.
It’s time to wake up from the dream, it’s time to wake up from everything.
Here is the beautiful dream she and Xiao Chengen weaved together, and every place is the 'home' they worked together to create.
Girls in southern Xinjiang are all orphans without parents. If the old man from Dugu hadn't adopted her and raised her up, she might not even have a chance to survive.
It's just... it hurts the child in my belly.
Looking down at his stomach, tears fell uncontrollably on the back of his hands, which were so hot.
Qingluan thought that during this period, she and Xiao Chengen also had feelings and laughed happily. At least...he would keep this child for the sake of this period of time, right?
Will he keep this child?
…
The sky was dim and slightly bright, and there was movement in the courtyard.
It's Xiao Chengen who's back.
Qingluan stood up nervously, his hands and fingers numb.
She didn't know what she was facing.
The door was gently pushed open, and Xiao Chengen was holding the game in his hand.
Qingluan's breathing was a little stagnant and he looked at the other party nervously. "Yichen..."
Xiao Chengen's eyes were a little cold, he threw away the pheasant in his hand, and walked step by step in front of Qingluan. "Who are you?"
He calmed down for a long time, and he was sure that the woman in front of him was not Wan'er.
"Qingluan..." Qingluan did not continue to pretend and told his true identity. "I am your retainer and your dead soldier. We fell from the cliff and you lost your memory."
She is a dead warrior and a girl from southern Xinjiang, and her fate is in the hands of her master.
"Qingluan..." Xiao Chengen smiled bitterly, his fingers numb.
Scam, everything is a scam.
Such a long happy life made him feel that everything was so unreal. It turned out that it was really a scam.
"Where is Wan'er..." Xiao Chengen's voice was a little hoarse. He was unwilling to admit that the Wan'er in his memory was already dead.
"Dead, died in the hands of Xiao Junze's secret guards." Qingluan lowered his eyes and breathed tremblingly.
Xiao Chengen took a step back, his eyesight and air pressure were very low, cold and scary.
Su Waner is Xiao Chengen's only exception and the only warmth in his heart.
Xiao Chengen and Su Waner can be considered childhood sweethearts, and their relationship has been established since childhood.
Qingluan knew that she could never compare to Su Waner's position in Xiao Chengen's heart.
She and Xiao Chengen are destined to be tragic.
She can never compare to a dead person.
Xiao Chengen lost his memory, but he only remembered Su Waner, which made Qingluan jealous, really jealous.
But what can she do if she is jealous? If she fights with a dead man, she will never be able to win...
"Xiao Junze..." Xiao Chengen raised his hand to cover his head, the pain was severe.
"Yichen..." Qingluan stepped forward, trying to help Xiao Chengen in panic.
But Xiao Chengen subconsciously pushed Qingluan away, breathing rapidly.
Qingluan took a step back, tears instantly gathered in his eyes, Xiao Chengen was alienating her.
"I am Prince Yu of Fengtian. I have a large army and outstanding achievements..." Xiao Chengen's headache became more and more severe, and the hatred and anger in his eyes almost drowned everything. "Xiao Junze, in addition to being the son of Empress Changsun, he
What the heck!"
Who is he...
Why should he be loved by thousands of people?
Why?
"Yichen..." Qingluan's breathing was trembling fiercely. He remembered it. He remembered it all.
His eyes were burning so much that Qingluan's voice began to tremble. "My lord, have you remembered..."
Xiao Chengen clasped his hands and sat in the corner in silence for a long time.
Qingluan's heart finally rose to his throat.
Xiao Chengen has really recovered his memory.
His fingers trembled so much that Qingluan slowly backed away in fear.
Xiao Chengen's air pressure at this moment was too condensed, so cold that it was scary.
His hands were subconsciously placed on his stomach, and Qingluan felt a little unsure.
Xiao Chengen, will you want this child...
After all, it was a lie, she was afraid.
"Qingluan..." Xiao Chengen called Qingluan's name in a low voice, which was cold to the bone.
Qingluan's eyes were burning, but his whole body was trembling with cold.
"I seem to have said that except Wan'er, no one... is qualified to carry my child."
Qingluan bit his lip subconsciously, his breathing and eyes began to become moist.
No one is qualified...
Yes, before Xiao Chengen lost his memory, every interaction between her and Xiao Chengen had to ensure that there would be no pregnancy.
Xiao Chengen will not want this child.
She always knew in her heart that she also thought about aborting this child, but he was also extremely happy to want to keep this child...
It's so difficult that the Xiao Chengen who regained his memory is Xiao Chengen, but the Xiao Chengen who lost his memory is not him?
She just... wanted to keep this child for Xiao Chengen, who had lost his memory.
What's more, she is a woman. Over time, she has developed fatal feelings for her children. "Yichen..."
"Can you call me such a name?" Xiao Chengen stood up and approached Qingluan step by step. "You dare to deceive me, you are so brave..."
Xiao Chengen raised his hand and strangled Qingluan's neck. "Who gave you the courage, huh?"
Qingluan's eyes were full of despair, and she knew... Xiao Chengen had no feelings for her.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life..."
"For the sake of your desperate efforts to save me, I can save your life for deceiving me this time, but if it happens again..." Xiao Chengen's fingers suddenly loosened and he threw Qingluan to the ground. "Hit him.
The child in your belly, I need useful weapons, not you to carry on my family lineage!"
The bodies of women in southern Xinjiang are extremely cold and it is difficult for them to get pregnant. Once they become pregnant, they will lose the best control over the poisonous insects.
He, Xiao Chengen, wants the Southern Xinjiang girl to be a tool, not to give birth to children!
Qingluan fell to the ground weakly, tears dripping down his chin.
Xiao Chengen, does he really have no feelings for her at all? "My lord... please, please keep this child..."
"Are you looking for death?" Xiao Chengen raised his hand with force and slapped Qingluan in the face. "I thought you were very smart and knew how to measure your advance and retreat. You have disappointed me so much in this matter!"
"Your Highness..." Qingluan knelt down with trembling heart and spoke respectfully. "Qingluan will solve it on his own."
"Take care of it." Xiao Chengen looked at Qingluan's face and wished he could erase all the memories from the period of amnesia.
Except for Wan'er, no one is worthy of being his wife and giving birth to his child.
He was the one who felt sorry for Wan'er first...
Turning around and leaving the hut, Xiao Chengen's heart ached as if he had been cut by a knife.
His eyes were as dark and rich as the night, and his hatred for Xiao Junze became more and more intense.
Wan'er...
Xiao Junze has destroyed the only tenderness in his heart.
From now on, he doesn't have to be kind to anyone, he wants the throne and the supreme power!
Seeing Xiao Chengen leave, Qingluan fell to the ground weakly.
Can the child really not be saved?
She didn't want to lose this child. This was the only connection between her and Xiao Chengen.
Lying on the ground and crying for a long time, Qingluan secretly scolded himself for being too emotional. Xiao Chengen was so indifferent and now he didn't take the child seriously at all.