Yanli reported to Yubeiminghui: "The princess has been staying in Fuyao Palace these days. There is no special situation. Xiaotao is taking care of meals and other daily life. The princess seems to be...making children's clothes."
Children's clothes?
One sentence touched Yu Beiming's frozen heart
"Okay, you go down and keep staring."
"yes"
After Yan Li left, Yu Beiming walked to the side hall alone
Although the structure of the side hall is not as grand as the main hall of Zhaoyang Hall, it is more rigorous in structure and has many specially constructed inner rooms.
Liu Fufeng was in an inner room looking at the various pills that his subordinates had recently prepared.
As soon as he saw Yu Beiming coming, Liu Fufeng immediately blocked the door of the secret room: "I'm busy, please go back quickly, don't mess up my place again."
"I just came over to see how the development of the antidote was going." Yu Beiming forcefully wanted to break into the inner room past the weak Liu Fufeng.
Weak Liu Fufeng tried his best to block the door: "I told you before there is no antidote, there is no cure for the poison of Hua Chi."
Yu Beiming's face was as smelly as a pig cage, and he returned to the outer room dejectedly and sat down.
An unprecedented sense of frustration enveloped his whole body
Hua Chi was killed by him and the child could not be saved.
Liu Fufeng, who had never seen Yu Beiming with such a decadent look, walked out of the inner room at this time.
After a while, Yu Beiming seemed to be talking to himself: "She said, the child is not mine."
"This..." Liuliu Fufeng pondered for a moment, "I'm not quite sure how long her pregnancy was. She was originally a fetus that was impossible to survive, but it grew tenaciously."
Yu Beiming looked up at the sky, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then lowered his head.
Then he said: "She must be lying to me again. This child can only be mine!"
Liu Fufeng put his hand on Yu Beiming's shoulder, trying to cheer him up as soon as possible: "Beiming, be sensible, no matter whether this child is yours or not, you can't keep it."
Can't stay...
Yu Beiming felt depressed and uncomfortable
In the beginning, getting Mo Qinghuan pregnant was just one of his ways to torture her.
But he didn't expect that when he felt that there was a being so close to his own blood in this world, he would find it difficult to let go.
"Hehehe..." Yu Beiming suddenly laughed, got up and left
Behind the scenes, weak Liu Fufeng suddenly asked: "Beiming, do you regret it?"
"Even if I had to start all over again, things would still be like this and I haven't seen the final result, so how can I say I regret it?"
Entering the inner room of Fuyao Hall, Yu Beiming's steps were very light.
Mo Qinghuan lowered his head and concentrated on sewing something.
Through the carved screens and layers of curtains, Yu Beiming looked at the people in the inner hall from a distance and couldn't bear to break this peaceful scene.
Is she sewing her children's clothes?
But she looked so clumsy that she couldn't lift her arms—it was the poison of Slippery Chi!
The poison in her body was so severe that she couldn't even lift her arms, but she insisted on sewing.
"Oh"
Mo Xiaohuan sighed softly, Damn it! Why did I prick my finger again?
"Xiao Tao, are there any measures to protect your fingers? My fingers are almost like a hornet's nest!"
Mo Xiaohuan frowned, looked up, and saw the figure of Yu Beiming outside the curtain.
"What are you doing here! Why are you hiding behind the curtain and watching!" She lost her temper at him unceremoniously.