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Chapter 195 But She Probably Won't Forgive Me

Mo Jingxing did not answer the call.

The more Chen Linyuan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: "What about the child? If you want to say that the child is not yours, then you are just telling lies."

"I'd rather it wasn't mine."

When it comes to peace, Mo Jingxing always has a bad tone.

"You didn't want her to be born, so why did you give birth to her? I think there's something wrong with you."

Mo Jingxing's eyes were still fixed on He Yunchu. He lifted her forehead hair and looked at her pupils again to confirm that she was still in a coma. He didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to take a breath. In short, this breath was in his heart, not on it.

It makes people extremely irritated.

Now that I think about it, there really is something wrong with me. If it weren't for this child, there wouldn't be any dispute between him and He Yunchu because of the child, and there wouldn't be the problems that stand between them now.

Mo Jingxing said to himself: "I should have just picked the person up at the beginning."

Chen Linyuan's eyes widened: "What are you jerking off to? What else do you want to jerk off to?! I'm calling you a bastard. Along the way, I have heard that several countries have issued orders to severely punish the sale of women, especially Xiling. It is said that if you are caught once, it will be a capital crime. The law

The law is very strict, don’t go wandering around Xiling if you have nothing to do, do you hear me?!"

"...it's already shaking."

Chen Linyuan's eyelids twitched: "What do you mean?"

He looked at He Yunchu who was on the bed. She had a very Central Plains appearance. Chen Linyuan could see that this girl was eye-catching in the eyes of countless people he had seen.

It was quite normal for a man to look at her at first glance, but it was already rare for Mo Jingxing to look at her. He had never seen any beauties in the Subei Palace.

Although, this is not fucking right!

"What does passing by mean? What does passing by pass mean?" Chen Linyuan pointed at the unconscious woman on the bed with trembling fingers: "Where is she from? Tell me clearly!"

Mo Jingxing is not afraid of boiling water: "As you think, Xiling people."

Chen Linyuan couldn't catch his breath: "What do you mean?!"

Mo Jingxing stopped talking. He knew that Chen Linyuan heard it, but he just couldn't believe it.

"Isn't it possible that the laws of Xiling were made because of you? Were you involved in this major case of abduction and trafficking of women? You took the lead?!"

If Mo Jingxing had any tendency to nod, Chen Linyuan would cut off the master-disciple relationship with a single blow, and they would never see each other again.

Fortunately, Mo Jingxing did not nod: "Not really."

Chen Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Jingxing continued: "Participated in one or two."

"????"

Chen Linyuan stood up and said, "Please tell me the whole story in one go!"

"Yun Chu is indeed from Xiling," Mo Jingxing paused and said, "The former crown princess of Xiling."

As the new emperor of Xiling, Wei Siyun's deeds have not been praised.

Whether it is a storyteller, a storybook, or an unofficial history, they all fully record the legendary twenty-six years of this new emperor who overstepped his authority and ascended to power.

Including his crown princess.

...and later the royal grandson in her belly.

Chen Linyuan held on to the last glimmer of hope and said fearfully: "Are you talking nonsense? How come the Crown Princess of Xiling is here, right? I heard that she has not shown up for almost two years because she lost her child. There are also speculations from the outside world.

It is said that she died of excessive grief, and Emperor Xiling is about to marry a new queen——"

Mo Jingxing didn't expect that Chen Linyuan would hear so many anecdotes while traveling around the world, so he looked sideways and said nothing.

But his silence made Chen Linyuan panic.

"Really her?!" Chen Linyuan couldn't understand: "Are you crazy? Are you crazy? How dare you touch Wei Siyun's woman? What's the matter? Back then, they said that their son was replaced by a

Girl, that girl—"

Chen Linyuan was enlightened, woman, girl, if the conditions were met, what was in front of him was that Mo Jingxing had stolen Wei Siyun's woman, and now she was seriously injured and lying in a coma on the bed?

"So, you killed their son?"

Mo Jingxing shook his head slightly: "I didn't kill him, but I raised him and called me daddy."

What kind of neurosis?

Trade your daughter to someone else and adopt the other person’s son?

Chen Linyuan took two steps back in disbelief. Not killing the child did not comfort him, but made him frown deeply: "Ajing, do you know what you are doing?"

Chen Linyuan rarely calls him this. For Mo Jingxing's current status, this title is not suitable.

When he was young, the relationship between the two was very easy, and Chen Linyuan always called him "little kid".

He deliberately cultivated Mo Jingxing's character to be more outgoing, so he didn't set many rules for him.

But later, when he learned that Mo Jingxing had never let go of his hatred, he had serious talks with him several times, and his name was A Jing.

He didn't want Mo Jingxing to be trapped by hatred. He would be too constrained in his life and everything would be gloomy.

He didn't want Mo Jingxing to have that kind of life.

But things went against expectations, and Mo Jingxing always had his own ideas in life.

In the final breakup, it was A Jing who Chen Linyuan called: "A Jing, I have been thinking about whether I did something wrong. I hope you can live a more relaxed life, but you have been competing with yourself. That's fine. You think you need this."

Only then can you bring pleasure and get rid of that hatred from the bottom of your heart, then you do it, but if you try so hard, you will regret it one day, are you really not afraid of regrets? "

Mo Jingxing said at that time that he was not afraid.

He was really not afraid. He didn't think there would be anything that could affect his emotions or make him regret.

He was a lonely person.

Chen Linyuan felt that maybe Mo Jingxing just hated the old King Su Bei, and it was enough to kill him to vent his anger. After all, Mo Jingxing had nothing special about him for so many years.

He is not violent and does not kill people casually.

Except for sometimes acting erratically and not following common sense, everything else is within the bounds of a normal person.

But now that this matter is in front of him, it is really hard for Chen Linyuan to digest.

After a long silence, Chen Linyuan sighed: "Ajing, do you still feel that you will not regret all the decisions you have made?"

The maid quietly exited the room, not daring to stay in such a tense atmosphere.

Of the remaining three people, one was lying motionless and unconscious, one was sitting and staring at the lying one, and the other was standing and staring at the sitting one.

Mo Jingxing's silence was not acquiescence, nor was he really sure that he would not regret it.

He has many emotions, which are complicated and difficult to express, but they are not regrets.

Just thinking that He Yunchu might not wake up made the tip of his heart become a little sore and painful.

Mo Jingxing has never cared about others, so he doesn't know that this is the feeling of caring.

If he had to do it over again, he doesn't know if he will take Le Yu away.

When He Yunchu was rescued from under the mechanism room, he was covered in injuries trying to protect Le Yu.

She obviously couldn't let go of this or that, and she didn't even do anything wrong at all.

She just wanted to protect her two children from the perspective of a mother.

The person who has been hurting her is herself.

Mo Jingxing smiled silently, with a bit of bitterness in that smile: "I don't know if I regret it later, but she probably won't forgive me."
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