Ling Shaochen Yue Beiyi

At this time, a nanny came in with a bowl of fish soup, saying that she wanted to make up for Yue Zhitong.

Yue Bei next to her was suffocating in her chest, feeling that the fishy smell was infinitely magnified, and couldn't help but retched, covering her mouth.

Everyone's attention was attracted by Yue Beiyi's commotion.

Yue Zhitong rolled his eyes, and an old nanny with gray temples and a rough face stood up and held Yue Beiyi's wrist.

After a while, the old nanny said seriously: "Second Miss is happy."

The eyes of Yue Zhitong's father and daughter met on the spot, and they all looked at Ling Shaochen unexpectedly.

Yue Beiyi naturally didn't miss the action of the two of them. She calmed down, stroked her belly, and looked at Ling Shaochen: "Yes, I'm happy, more than two months. Brother Chen, you are going to be a father."

"You, when did you guys..." Yue Zhitong bit his lips, water glistened in his eyes.

Ling Shaochen's phoenix eyes sank, his cold light caught people, and he gritted his teeth when he spoke again, "My king's seed? May I ask when this king has touched you?"

Yue Bei took a few steps back in disbelief, her thin body crumbling.

"We have been together on the border for three years, and you took me to the highest place in Mocheng, and we made love under the moon. That was the time... the epiphyllum all over the mountain is a witness..."

"Yue Beiyi, do you read too many folk tales? You actually made up these inexplicable plots, and even bit me on this king. You really don't know what it means!"

Yue Bei was taken aback for a moment, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, he thought it was a misunderstanding, but now it doesn't look like that.

The Shaochen she loves is a man of honor, and it is absolutely impossible for him to deny what he has done.

His incomprehension and contempt at the moment were not staged.

Yue Beiyi finally knew what was wrong...

"Come here, give me medicine."

With just a few words, Ling Shaochen gave a sentence to Yue Beiyi's cherished child.

"Please don't hurt our child!" Yue Bei's eyes were full of despair, she rushed forward and grabbed Ling Shaochen's lapel, crying in a panic: "How can you forget me? Come to think of it, Brother Chen! You clearly said that our first child, whether male or female, will be named 'Tan'..."

Disgust flashed in Ling Shaochen's eyes, as if Yue Bei's touch had stained his clothes, and he pushed her away as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Yue Beiyi, no matter how much I torture you, I won't let go of my hatred! The bastard you conceive should atone for your greed!"

Impatiently waving their hands, two burly nuns stepped forward with fierce faces, supported Yue Bei from left to right and dragged her back to the courtyard.

Not long after, the nurse holding the medicine approached step by step.

Yue Bei couldn't move, no match for the old nanny's iron pincers hands, her mouth was severed open.

After a bowl of medicine was poured down, she rushed into the room, closed the door with a "bang", and kept scratching her throat.

The old mammy wanted to follow into the house, but was frightened by a shrill "Get out!" and stopped in her tracks.

Yue Bei vomited non-stop, and finally even vomited bile.

Feeling that there was no abnormality coming from her abdomen, she breathed a sigh of relief, took out a silver hairpin, took off her obscene pants, and stroked towards her snow-white inner thigh without hesitation!

The bright red warm blood rushed out, feeling the familiar throbbing pain in the back of her mind, and Yue Bei groaned in pain.

Headache, heart hurts even more!

Brother Chen, I know I can't blame you, but I'm really wronged, you know?

After the headache subsided, Yue Bei got up tremblingly, and opened the door with trembling hands.

The old mammy looked at the large area of ​​blood under her body, nodded in satisfaction, and led the others away.

Yue Bei tried to write a letter to his sworn brother Zhai Chuan who was far away in Mocheng, hoping that he would come as soon as possible to help him solve the strange situation of Ling Shaochen's amnesia, but all the letters fell into the sea.

In the following days, Yue Beiyi's life was worse than that of a third-class maid, living in a dilapidated courtyard and doing endless rough work every day.

From time to time, Yue Zhitong would ask her to serve her, trying to make things difficult.

The most hateful thing is that Yue Zhitong actually asked Ling Shaochen to accept him out of generosity. Even if he is a roommate, it is better than being thrown outside and being soaked in a pig cage.

Ling Shaochen loved Yue Zhitong dearly, and agreed to this ridiculous request.

However, Yue Beiyi doesn't need to attend the bed as a roommate, the thing he does most is to watch the night for Ling Shaochen and Yue Zhitong, listening to their intimate Dun Lun.

In the end, I have to go in to deliver hot water and endure the stinky smell.

All of these are like sharp knives, piercing Yue Beiyi's heart fiercely.

Yue Bei smiled wryly, if it wasn't for the support of the child in her stomach, she might not be able to hold on long ago.