Mo Lingqing knew Ming Qiye's identity because he was not born as an ordinary person. He could easily know many things that others didn't know.
So that year, Pluto came to the world, and he and Ming Qiye became friends
Not with any purpose, as if it was destined
"I am not joking!"
Ming Qiye was very angry about Mo Lingqing's accusation.
Then, he added: "I don't want her to blame her. She cares about that child very much. All I can do is try my best to keep the child——"
What he said was helpless, and he also revealed his love for Xia Luoying
He fell in love with that woman, fell in love with her inexplicably, and didn't want her to get hurt at all.
Mo Lingqing listened and couldn't help but sigh and said: "But do you know that even if the child is born safely, if the child - cannot be kept - then won't she still be sad? Qiye, why bother?
I'm risking her life! She won't last until October! I just took her pulse in Zuixian Tower, and the baby can't wait to be born!"
Ming Qiye didn't speak, his eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was hesitating about something.
Just listen to Mo Lingqing say again: "The child born in July is a seven-star child, but the child is destined to be alive only until July. The fate between mother and child is only so shallow. I will try my best to save her life.
, depending on the situation after the child is born, if there is not much demonic energy, then he will stay, otherwise he will only be burned out by the fire in the flame pool. As for the reason, you can just tell her that the child was born prematurely and died young."
If you die young, can you deceive such a smart girl?
That day, the ghost doctor only asked a few questions, but she became suspicious and found out that the child had demonic energy.
Nowadays, if the child is born prematurely, can it really be easily deceived?
Ming Qiye smiled bitterly, feeling that it seemed impossible
Mo Lingqing seemed to have seen what Ming Qiye was thinking, and said: "I will help you when the time comes. I think she will believe it."
"I wish!"
Ming Qiye was not sure. No matter whether she could believe it or not, whether she would hate him or not, if the child was really the reincarnation of the demon spirit, he must kill him.
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In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly rose, the clouds were thick, and the weather was really gloomy.
Ming Qiye returned to the room after talking with Mo Lingqing all night, and his childish consciousness with Xia Luoying earlier in the morning was gone.
He returned to the room as usual, ready to sleep with his beloved woman in his arms
When he walked into the courtyard, he saw that the room was still bright. He knew that she had not rested so late, so he couldn't help but frown.
Stepping into the room, I saw her sitting by the window in a daze, but there was no one waiting in the room, and the little pigeon was no longer there.
He stepped forward and hugged her. He didn't ask her what she was thinking. He just said, "Why don't you let the little pigeon stay and take care of her?"
What if something happens and there is no one to take care of it?
Tomorrow, he must tell those slaves to serve her well and not let her have any chance.
"It's getting late, I asked her to rest first."
Her expression was light, her words were light, and she had no emotion at all.
Ming Qiye hugged her, put his chin on the crook of her neck, breathed into her ears, and said in a sexy voice: "Are you still blaming me? Do you blame me for walking away from her and leaving you behind?"