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Chapter 27 Fate is as thin as paper, one lost two lives 4

Chapter 27 Life is as thin as paper, one life is lost and two lives are lost (4)

yes!

As long as I can live, that's fine.

"It's not impossible to live."

"Princess Princess Pingyuan needs to adopt a child and raise it under her knees, but the child must be the prince's biological child. So she wants to find a well-raised woman to give birth to a child for her. You seem to be a well-raised woman, and you have a good appearance.

It will be fine if I can give birth to the child under the eyes of the Crown Prince and give it to the Crown Princess."

Yu Lan felt that she understood, but she felt that she didn't because it sounded too ridiculous.

Holding back the atmosphere, Yu Lan whispered: "But I am already pregnant. How can I give birth to a biological child for the Crown Prince and give it to the Crown Princess?"

Mrs. Chen raised her eyebrows, and then said, "What? Until now, do you still think that the child in your belly can survive?"

Now, Yu Lan understood.

This was to ask her to abort the child in her belly, and then use another belly to give birth to a child for the Crown Princess.

what is this?

I am a human being, a living person, not a cat or a dog.

Yu Lan shook his head, his hands shaking a little, "No, I can't do it... I really can't do it."

"It's not up to you. I'll ask someone to bring you a bowl of soup later. Drink it yourself. Don't forget, your contract is in my hand. If my hand shakes..." Mrs. Chen

She didn't continue to say anything at this point. But even if she didn't say anything, Yu Lan could guess that it wouldn't be anything good.

Mrs. Chen turned around and sat back.

"Come here, take me down and entertain you."

For the first time, Yu Lan looked at Mrs. Chen who was sitting on the throne with cold eyes. She pinched her sleeves tightly and whispered: "I know that begging you is useless, so I won't beg you."

"I just want to ask, madam, is human life really that worthless in your eyes? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Is there really cause and effect?

Can God really see everything that happens to him?

If so, can you have pity on me and the child in my belly? He is so innocent.

Yu Lan didn't know.

I don’t want to know anymore.

Yu Lan was taken down until her figure disappeared into the hall, Mrs. Chen couldn't help but frown.

After a while, she finally said, "Mommy, is this really okay?"

Aunt Qian took a step forward and came to Mrs. Chen's side, "Madam, it's okay."

Mrs. Chen: "But, I don't know why, but when she said that, I felt inexplicably panicked."

Aunt Qian: "Madam, you are overthinking this. You don't believe what a cheap servant says. If you really want to be punished, why don't you still have this old slave?"

"Well, let's do this first."



Yu Lan was taken to a side room and pushed in.

This is a relatively remote wing in Mrs. Chen's yard, but even this room is excellent.

Yu Lan was placed under guard.

Not only were the maids watching her in the room, but there were also people guarding outside the room, presumably to prevent her from escaping.

At night, someone came to the room where Yu Lan was. It was Aunt Qian who was next to Mrs. Chen. At this time, she was holding a bowl of soup in her hand.

Yu Lan just glanced at it, feeling chilled in her heart, and a chill subconsciously felt on her back.

"Boom..."

The bowl containing the medicinal soup was placed on the table in front of Yu Lan.

"Drink!"

Yu Lan fell silent looking at the medicine bowl in front of him.

She knew that even if she knocked it over now, it would be useless. There would be a second and third bowl behind... She was determined to send her to give birth to a child for the imperial concubine.

If she really gives birth to a child with her identity, can she still survive?

Obviously it's impossible.

And as long as she was alive, she never thought about not giving up the child in her belly.

When I write this, I not only sigh, but it is really not easy for women in ancient times, especially for people with low status and low status. If you like this type of article, please collect and support it. The heroine will not always be so miserable.

(End of chapter)


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