Ling Shaochen Yue Beiyi

As if a basin of ice water was poured down, Yue Bei was cold from head to toe.

He took a few steps back in a panic, but unexpectedly, he still put the child in a situation where he could never recover!

She grabbed the hem of his clothes, her face full of panic.

"I beg you to let me be born so that I can recognize my relative with a drop of blood. He is really your own flesh and blood..." Yue Bei burst into tears, feeling that the sky was dark, "You touched him just now, he was moving, He is a living life! How can you bear to not want him?"

Ling Shaochen looked indifferent and unmoved, Yue Zhitong's eyes were all about watching a show.

"I beg you to quickly remember, think of everything between us... Do you still remember the Ivory Mountain in Mocheng? There are mountains full of epiphyllum, and we often watch them bloom together in the middle of the night..." Yue Zhitong hoarse, tears like The broken beads can't stop.

"These stories are well made up, how about sending you to a tavern for storytelling?" Ling Shaochen threw her away, and stabbed her every word like a knife, "No, for a lewd woman like you, brothels are more suitable for you. Are you really , too dirty."

These harsh words can no longer hurt Yue Beiyi, she just wants to keep the child!

"Let me go, I promise I will never appear in front of you again..."

Hearing this, Ling Shaochen's eyes became more gloomy.

He doesn't love Yue Beiyi, so he can let her go to sleep and fly with his adulterer.

But as soon as Yue Bei wanted to leave, Ling Shaochen was inexplicably resistant to this, and a sense of irritability surged in his heart.

"Intensify the dose, I want to watch that evil seed fall with my own eyes." Furious and a little dazed, Ling Shaochen spoke more and more lightly and carelessly.

It was obviously a flat tone, but it made people feel cold for no reason.

Yue Beiyi seemed to be in an ice cellar, her heart seemed to be pulled, bitten, chopped by something, causing severe colic pain.

She never knew before that if there are words in this world, it can crush people's hearts!

"My lord, even if she made a huge mistake, she is still the only sister of my concubine, and I can't bear it." Yue Zhitong said softly,

"Five months is not too young. The concubine begged the prince to ask Dr. Liu to prescribe a gentle prescription to avoid accidents."

"She slandered you, yet you are so benevolent as a woman." Ling Shaochen snorted coldly, as soon as he thought that Yue Beiyi's true feelings were all acting to fool himself, his heart hardened.

"Wan'er is my only sister after all." Yue Zhitong snuggled into Ling Shaochen's arms.

"A mere lowly maidservant, death is not a pity..."

Yue Beiyi's thin body fluttered to the side, her ears were filled with the tenderness of the two people, and she cried tremblingly, "Don't, don't..."

An hour later, the medicine was ready, and Yue Bei kicked and kicked, almost knocking over the medicine bowl.

"Go away!"

She looked around at the murderers who wanted to harm her, and there was an inexplicable sternness in her eyes, as if the next moment, she would desperately pounce on them and bite them, destroying everything.

All the faces in front of him, those who are harsh, those who watch the show, those who cannot bear it, those who comfort, in Yue Beiyi's eyes, all of them are so hateful!

In this world, she can be said to be alone and helpless.

"Ling Shaochen, you hate me that much?" Yue Bei hissed loudly, crying blood.

Ling Shaochen stepped forward, his expression so pale that it was almost cold, and he sneered: "Hate? Yue Beiyi, don't think highly of yourself, you only deserve to be hated by this king."

"Okay, even though you hate me, I will bear it. I just ask you to let this innocent child go." Yue Bei defended her stomach tightly, panting, and said word by word: "After I give birth to him, you If you want me to die, I have nothing to say!"

The last prayer, as long as Ling Shaochen agrees, she doesn't care about all the previous humiliations and can forget them all.

"For this bastard, you don't even want your life? Okay, good job." Ling Shaochen punched the carved bedpost and shouted: "You still don't do it? Do you want me to come in person?"

The brilliance in Yue Bei's eyes suddenly went out, her whole body dimmed, and she smiled bleakly, "Ling Shaochen, I misjudged you."

Ling Shaochen was stunned, and was overwhelmed by Yue Beiyi's deep grief. A coldness and humbleness that he had never seen before emanated from her eyes, and a corner of her heart was pierced, loosened, and collapsed unexpectedly.

I don't know why, but he has an inexplicable premonition, as if if he continues, he will push her away completely, and in a blink of an eye...

Ling Shaochen was a little annoyed because of his inexplicable feeling, the joke is just a scheming and unscrupulous bitch, why should he care? !

Even if she dies, she can only die in Zhenbei Palace.

"Ling Shaochen, you will regret it. Even if you think about it, I will never forgive you, never—!" Yue Bei stared at him, her eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, filled with hatred , enough to penetrate his heart.