She didn't want to continue living in this false illusion, not to mention that she was carrying another little one who arrived at an untimely time.

Although she has never been truly pregnant, she has always seen other women carrying their babies. Logically speaking, the baby should be able to move this month, but the little one has not moved at all so far.

A fetus that grows quietly in the belly?

No matter how you think about it, it’s wrong! That quietness is so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy...

Thinking of this, Yan Juan could not help but caress her lower abdomen through the cover of her sleeves, "This little guy looks weird!"

At the moment when she was lost in thought, Liang Wang quickly entered the secret box again. The distance between the two was less than half a foot, allowing him to see clearly the obviously plump breasts hidden in the skirt of her clothes, which made him startled.

Her slender posture has been engraved in my heart for a long time, and even slight changes can be noticed immediately, not to mention that there should not be any changes in the secret box. Her beautiful and elegant appearance seems to have a different charm than before, and the look in her eyes

The softness made people want to get closer, and King Liang was stunned for a moment.

When was the last time he saw such an expression? His mind quickly turned over clues. The last time he saw her was the concubine who had a certain resemblance to her a few years ago.

She shyly whispered in his ear: I am pregnant...

The demure appearance exuding maternal warmth did not move him. She was sent back to her rightful place. How could a concubine avoid the tricks of a concubine? With his acquiescence, she never left any children behind, not even her life.

Stay, because he can't let the fake give birth to a child like she is not her child...

These things rushed into King Liang's mind like a huge wave. After the initial surprise, his deep eyes quickly darkened, followed by boiling anger, and his anxious palms tried to catch the woman in front of him but failed.

, could only stare at her with eyes that were almost bursting with sparks.

The holiness he guarded so wholeheartedly has been desecrated?

She kept shaking her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe her change of mood. Yan Juan, who always scorned those women who were unmarried and pregnant and unwilling to stay clean and love themselves, was actually unmarried and pregnant?

"Whose? Whose child?" Wang Liang threatened the answer in a manic tone that was almost collapsed.

King Liang's eyes were filled with anger, which made Yan Jue, who flew up to avoid the invasion, be stunned for a moment, and then looked back at him with a smile.

"Child? What child?" Yan Juan looked back blankly.

How long can he pretend to be stupid? I didn't expect that his observations were so detailed. Although Chengyun with bright eyes was aware of it, he couldn't detect her pregnancy without mentioning it. How could Zhuo Zhao judge it at a glance?

Glancing in amazement, he sat down on the edge of the boat, stroking the mist floating on the lake with his long arms. Ignoring his mania, he casually grabbed bunches of black hair and let them drift in the wind, reflected in the cold and indifferent moonlight.

It is as beautiful as a hibiscus emerging from the water.

Prince Liang had never seen her like this before. When he saw her beautiful lips raising a gentle curve, it seemed that all his displeasure was suddenly transformed into endless pity. She seemed to be within reach, but was actually far away.

The unattainable emptiness permeates the heart of despair.

Suddenly, she was lying in the snowy garden with withered autumn leaves, her lotus-rooted arms hanging down on the soft couch, her inner clothes soaked with cold sweat, and she opened her body curled up under the brocade quilt, holding the fetus in her belly that had not been successfully delivered.

, that is the expression that should be lost in extreme pain, that is the lifeless Zhuo Ran...

Despair spread quickly after he lifted the brocade quilt, and the scarlet color spread rapidly. Until a few days after he retreated from the secret box, he could smell the bloody smell remaining on his body. That scene suddenly jumped into the mind of King Liang, and instantly filled his heart. The worry and fear completely replaced the original anger at this time.

Valley Bamboo Shoots

"You can't... you can't..." Prince Liang slumped on the ground helplessly, his red eyes full of disapproval, and the blame that was stuck in his throat could not be uttered.

It took several years to successfully hide her back in the palace, but before she could truly possess her beauty, she was already halfway to death?

"Is there anything I can't do?" It turns out that there is something that can make Zhuo Zhao emotionally collapse? His almost dazed murmur was a collapse of failed plans? This made Yan Juan laugh involuntarily.

Prince Liang was unable to move. He exhausted all his strength and could not take a step forward. He stared at her with tears in his painful eyes and said with distress: "You can't get pregnant in the secret box, Yan Ya, you will die." "

"Pregnant? Are you sure, Your Majesty?" Yan Ju looked at Prince Liang with a smile instead of anger, and asked with a mocking smile in her eyes, "Your Majesty, imprisoning me here, is it any different from death?"

Even though they were the same mountains and rivers she loved so much, they were in a place where no human beings had been seen for almost half a year. Even if her character was slightly unstable, she might go crazy.

Fortunately, she has never been someone who can take time off. She will also try different digging methods and continue to explore the world inside the box. There are a large number of books for her to read at Zabuji Book Club, the inn, and the Heian Temple. All books are related to The original place was arranged exactly the same, and I would write down my thoughts and comments when I had nothing to do.

It was impossible for her to be willing to be trapped here. Prince Liang's words of death made her laugh even more.

Liang Wang Ruruo didn't have a solution. Didn't he cause the current deadlock?

If she really followed Zhuo Ran's path, it would be thanks to him!

Who should blame whom? Who should hate whom?

King Liang felt a burst of sadness and said bitterly: "It's different, Yan Ya, my original intention is just to stay here with you."

"Original intention?" Yan Juan smiled again and said with a chuckle, "How many lives have been lost because of your inexplicable original intention? This little girl cannot bear such an original intention of harming others and not benefiting oneself."

To harm others because of what you want in your heart? Even if it really comes true, how can such selfish love be blessed by God?

She didn't know why Zhuo Zhao, who came here, had a narrow-minded mind when he became the King of Liang. He built his love for her on the pain of others. What does this mean?

How can we do everything we want, but only if we don’t feel guilty in our hearts? If we can’t do this, who will be better off in the reincarnation of heaven?

"I don't want you to die." King Liang roared with splitting eyes. This is not the result he wants!

"May I ask, why did the prince imprison me here?" She picked up a handful of lake water and silently looked at the coldness between her fingers, slowly taking away the remaining warmth on her fingertips.

"The throne of Dongyue has been handed over to Xuan'er, can't it prove my intention?" King Liang beat his chest fiercely, eager to prove something, but he never thought that in the end it was just a futile effort.
Chapter completed!