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Chapter 142: The child is gone 5

"Brother Jing, if you don't believe that the child in my belly is yours, then feed me with your own hands." Mu Qingxiao looked at Li Jing firmly, believing in her heart that as long as he didn't step forward or force herself

Drinking medicine means that I still have a place in his heart and he still loves me.

Hearing what Mu Qingxiao said, Li Jing felt relieved, "Qingxiao, since you want a child, it must be our child. You can't have this bastard."

"I'll feed you." Li Jing had already made his own choice among the choices given by Mu Qingxiao. Mu Qingxiao's heart was filled with sadness. Brother Jing, you really don't believe me?

Ah Qiang watched Li Jing put the concoction into Mu Qingxiao's mouth one by one. No one knew the pain in her heart. She knew that the princess was innocent. The most hateful thing was that Prince Jing would rather listen to outsiders.

Greedy Yan also refuses to believe the people closest to him

There was no expression on Mu Qingxiao's face. She drank the concoction handed over by Li Jing expressionlessly. It looked like a dark medicine, but she didn't feel it was bitter. Perhaps it should be said that no matter how bitter it was, it was not as bitter as in her heart.

One millionth of the suffering

How can she trust the person she loves so deeply now that she has done such a thing to her?

Time is silent, the moon is as cold as water

The bright moonlight spread all over the ground. Mu Qingxiao looked out of the window out of the corner of her eye. The peach trees had fallen leaves, looking dilapidated, just like herself today, with her heart broken.

There was a heartbreaking pain in her lower abdomen. She could feel that something was gradually leaving her side.

The little life in the belly is being gently executed by his parents. He is making a final struggle and resistance, but it is still to no avail.

Scarlet blood flowed down Qing Xiao's thigh, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood. Upon seeing this, Li Jing left alone without a trace of nostalgia or reluctance.

When Mu Qingxiao saw Li Jing acting like this, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. Ah Qiang looked at Mu Qingxiao distressedly. Perhaps, it would be better for Mu Qingxiao to marry the emperor than to marry this Li Jing.

"A Qiang, please leave me alone," Mu Qingxiao said to A Qiang who wanted to support Mu Qingxiao. I want to remember forever the pain I feel today. I will remember it forever.

My child, it’s not that I’m too cruel, it’s just that I have no choice, mother, and now I’m hurting you.

My child, if you want to be reincarnated again, find a poor family. Although you are poor, you will definitely be happier than you are now.

No tears, no crying, no shouting of pain

When the child who looked so much like Li Jing landed, Mu Qingxiao quietly picked him up and looked at him carefully. If he lived to be born, he would be such a happy child. But my child, you are destined to miss me.

"A Qiang, wrap it up." Mu Qingxiao handed the stillborn fetus to A Qiang's hand and struggled to stand up. With every step he took, blood surged like a fountain, but it was not as deep as the grief in his heart.

The next day, Li Jing ordered his followers to move Mu Qingxiao into the Villa.

Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao's heart ached.

The woman slowly said, "Do you think it's me? That's you too. Do you think you've forgotten those things?"

Have I forgotten those things? I forgot Ah Qiang, I forgot my children, but I only remembered Brother Jing and Brother Chen. It turns out that in my memory, I only remember those good things, and I forgot all the pain.

"Am I just covering my ears and stealing the bell?" Mu Qingxiao smiled bitterly, "Brother Jing, you are so cruel."

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