But if she had committed suicide by neglecting the child in her womb.
Now, how can her Xuan'er have a lifetime?
He doesn't even have his own life.
"It was me...wrong." Huarong finally lowered his eyes.
This high head finally hangs down.
She was really wrong.
Unexpectedly, I was determined to take revenge and even implicate my son.
"You just want to take back everything from your husband, at least you are right. But you can't hurt innocent people."
Chu Qianli didn't want to forgive her.
Such people are not worthy of sympathy and forgiveness.
However, when she thought of her coming tonight, she saw the whole process of being humiliated on the roof. She was a woman, and she couldn't hate Huarong.
Who can face such hatred calmly?
If it were her, she would definitely take revenge at all costs.
However, she will definitely not hurt innocent people, especially her own relatives.
She and Huarong are different after all.
"Let's go, leave here first, and look back on what happens in the future..."
"I can't leave." Huarong looked at her, suddenly raised her wrist and smiled miserably:
"My martial arts have been deposed by the old thief. Even if I go out, I will be just a useless person."
Chu Qianli saw clearly that there was a deep wound on the wrists of her hands.
Feng Bufan actually ordered someone to break her tendons!
That evil tyrant!
"I don't even have the ability to protect myself now. Going out will only drag everyone down."
"But you can at least survive!" This is not the reason why she gave up on life!
Chu Qianli said in a deep voice: "If you don't go out, do you think your son will give up on you? He will definitely come back and take the risk to save you!"
"I don't know, maybe he has suffered all the torture like you! Don't you want to save him?"
"I don't have the ability to save him, I will only drag him down."
Huarong looked up and looked at Chu Qianli who was working on something.
"Miss Chu, can I ask you something?" Lan
"No!" Chu Qianli suddenly felt a little uneasy, not knowing why, but she was just uneasy.
"Don't ask me, if you have anything, do it yourself!"
But Huarong was not angry or sad because of her refusal. She is now surprisingly calm.
This may be the calmest moment in her life in more than 20 years since she was stolen by Feng Bufan.
"I heard that you have many magical magic weapons on your hands? Do you also have something that can preserve the blood of the human body?"
"What are you going to do?"
"I want to keep some blood for myself and use it to relieve the Gu for Xuan'er."
She looked at Chu Qianli, and when Chu Qianli turned around and frowned at her, Huarong said lightly: "I may not be able to go out tonight, but if you carry my blood, even if I can't go out, you will find it later in the future
Xuan'er can also help him to remove the Gu."
"As long as his blood Gu is not untied for a day, they will easily control it."
"It's simple, wouldn't it be enough if I kill Feng Ling?" As long as there is no Feng Ling, no one can use her to control Feng Yexuan, right?
"No." Huarong was a little anxious, "The blood Gu was used to use Feng Ling's blood. If Feng Ling was killed, Xuan'er would not be able to survive."
She looked at Chu Qianli with a sincere look: "Now, I can only believe in you. With my blood and your blood, I can relieve the Gu for Xuan'er."