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After falling asleep for who knows how long, Feng Aoran slowly opened her eyes. It was already late at night. She looked up at the familiar curtain above her head. She was a little thirsty and was about to get up to get a glass of water. A girl

He quickly walked to her side.

"Princess, you're awake. Do you want to drink some water? This slave will pour it for you." As she said that, the girl poured a glass of water over. Feng Aoran took the cup and looked at the girl in surprise. It was still warm water. Moreover.

This girl is a bit attentive, doesn't she usually ignore her?

"Caidie, why are you taking the initiative to serve me? Don't you find me distasteful?" Feng Aoran asked directly. The girl was slightly startled, then blushed and said, "What can we do now and before?"

Is it the same? Now you are pregnant with my little prince. If we don’t take good care of you, it will be hard for us to explain to you if the prince comes back."

Cai Die's face was full of smiles, but Feng Aoran's mind exploded again. Oh my God, child, it is really God's will to conceive a child at this time.

Feng Aoran stretched out his hand to touch his lower abdomen, and frowned in distress. Cai Die noticed Feng Aoran's expression, and suddenly asked nervously: "Mother, do you not want this child? It seems that you don't want this child."

Not happy at all."

Feng Aoran quickly showed a smile and said quickly: "How could it be possible? It's just that I knew I was pregnant as soon as the prince left. I didn't even have the chance to tell him, and I didn't know when the prince would come back. What if the child was born?

What should I do if I haven’t come back yet, so I’m a little worried, Nai Die, I’m very sleepy and I’m going to sleep first.”

Feng Aoran turned around and wrapped herself in the quilt, but she couldn't fall asleep. Various scenes flashed through her mind. Her fists were clenched tightly. Mo Yu, Mo Yu, what on earth are you doing?

What kind of person is he?

Over and over again, she finally managed to fall asleep at dawn, but she was woken up by a group of people chirping before she could sleep for long. They were all here to celebrate her. Unfortunately, she couldn't be happy at all now and couldn't help it.

A philosophical saying comes to mind, success is like pregnancy, everyone comes to congratulate you, but they don’t know how many times you have been fucked.

Feng Aoran forced a smile and sent all the guests away one by one. She was about to continue catching up on her sleep when Mo Jue and Ouyang Yingying also walked in.

Mo Jue looked at Feng Aoran, but his eyes were a little strange, "Congratulations to my brothers and sisters. It's a pity that the Nine Emperor Brother is not here, otherwise he would be extremely happy."

"Yes, if I had known that my ninth younger brother and sister were pregnant, I wouldn't have invited my younger siblings to the gathering. It would have caused the ninth younger brother and sister to faint. I wonder if there was any serious problem." Ouyang Yingying took a step forward with concern, and Feng Aoran wanted to back away.

A few steps later, the so-called love rival met and was extremely jealous. She was really afraid that she would be kicked by her.

"Thank you, brother and sister-in-law, for your concern. It's just that I'm a little tired, so I won't greet you two. When I feel better, I'll go to the palace to pay my respects to you two." Feng Aoran became impatient and hurriedly said politely.

Saying words of rejection.

Ouyang Yingying's face froze slightly, and she quickly smiled: "Pregnant women should have a good rest, so we won't disturb them. My younger siblings should have a good rest."

Mo Jue's eyes fell on Feng Aoran's lower abdomen for a few glances, and he faintly said, "Take good care of the baby."

Those four words made Feng Aoran feel cold for some reason. What did this man mean? She suddenly thought that the prince had no heirs. Could it be that he was afraid that they would hide his position as heir apparent?

There was confusion in Feng Aoran's mind. There were enough things going on. She didn't have any extra time to think about Mo Jue's thoughts. She didn't even understand Mo Yu's thoughts clearly.

After sleeping until dusk, Feng Aoran said a few words to Margaret and then entered Mo Yu's study. Normally, she had no interest in going to his study, but now she wanted to check on Mo Yu.

, the study room must naturally be checked.

Mo Yu's study room was very elegantly decorated. The bookshelves were full of books, as well as some exquisite antiques and gadgets. However, Feng Aoran had no interest in looking at these things. She walked straight to the huge nanmu desk.

The decorations on the desk were clean, except for a stack of paper placed on the desk, held down by a piece of jade paper.

Feng Aoran carefully moved the paper weight away. There was a string of words written on the paper. Feng Aoran took a look and it turned out to be her birthday. To be precise, it was Feng Aoran's birthday.

Feng Aoran had a strange feeling and a warm feeling in her heart. He still remembered her birthday, but he was only moved for a moment. What was written on the second piece of paper shocked her.

Written in beautiful thin gold letters on the paper is "Qiong Guo, the extremely yin body, resurrects Lin Zhuoer on a full moon night."

The last five words were like a muffled thunder that made her dizzy. The extremely yin body, her birth date? Even a fool can probably think of something. Is he using her to resurrect Lin Zhuoer?

Feng Aoran didn't know what to say at all. He slowly put the paper back to its original position. Feng Aoran calmed down and continued to look at the things in the drawer. The drawer was locked. Feng Aoran pulled out a thin hairpin from his head and put it in the drawer.

The lock was opened, and there were not many things in the drawer. They included a sheet of music and a sandalwood box. Feng Aoran opened the sheet of music and took a few glances at it. All of them were Lin Zhuo.

Feng Aoran felt indifferent to those 21st century songs played by her son. She wanted to ask, was such deep affection real or just a show, but who was she pretending to be? Putting down the music score, Feng Aoran

Aoran picked up the sandalwood box again. The moment the sandalwood box was in his hand, Feng Aoran's heart suddenly shook, and his whole soul seemed to tremble.

Feng Aoran took a deep breath and slowly opened the box. There was a glass bottle in the box. The bottle contained a small section of a slightly yellowed finger bone. Feng Aoran's eyes widened, and the tremor in her soul made her almost put the

The box fell to the ground. These were Lin Zhuoer's bones.

Something flashed through her mind, and Feng Aoran felt that everything was beyond her expectations. She really didn't know anything about Mo Yu, and was completely blank. It seemed that Mo Yu was planning something.

It's probably about resurrecting Lin Zhuoer.

Feng Aoran suddenly remembered the situation when his soul was almost torn away in the Xinliang Palace. Mo Yu was there at that time. Could it be that he did it?

Feng Aoran's face turned completely pale. Did he know that he was Lin Zhuoer?

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