Murong Jingwan spent the night in a state of confusion. She did not dare to sleep that night, fearing that when she woke up, the child in her belly would no longer exist.
The next morning, Xuan Ningxuan still appeared in Murong Jingwan's room.
Xuan Ningxuan frowned, looking at Murong Jingwan in a daze, as if he had finally made a decision after careful consideration. He sighed and said softly: "We can't keep this child."
Murong Jingwan stared at Xuan Ningxuan heartbrokenly, her eyes blurred by tears.
"Xuan Ningxuan, this child is your biological flesh and blood, can you really bear it?"
Xuan Ningxuan turned his head and said hard-heartedly: "Since my father believes that the child in Jingshu's belly is the king's eldest son, you cannot keep the child in your belly."
Murong Jingwan's eyes were sharp, full of pain, and she said coldly: "This child is also my biological flesh and blood. Unless I die, I will never let you abort him."
A ball of flame appeared in Xuan Ningxuan's eyes, and his anger suddenly soared. He clenched his fists and said sternly: "Murong Jingwan, don't think that I dare not."
"My lord, you don't dare. If I die, the emperor will definitely investigate me. Then you will never want to stay with your sister for the rest of your life." Murong Jingwan looked directly into Xuan Ningxuan's angry eyes without fear.
Xuan Ningxuan pondered for a moment and said coldly: "Murong Jingwan, I will give you three days. If you cannot come up with a way to get the best of both worlds within three days, this child must die."
Before Murong Jingwan could react, Xuan Ningxuan left in anger.
Seeing Xuan Ningxuan leaving Murong Jingwan's courtyard angrily, Xiaohuan immediately ran into Murong Jingwan's room.
Murong Jingwan on the bed had empty eyes and tears on her face.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Xiaohuan hugged Murong Jingwan's stiff body in fear.
Leaning in Xiaohuan's arms, Murong Jingwan laughed loudly, her laughter full of sadness.
"Xiaohuan, why can he be so hard-hearted? This child is his biological flesh and blood, why is he willing to let go of him?" Holding Xiaohuan's sleeve, Murong Jingwan seemed to have grasped the only hope.
Xiaohuan gently patted Murong Jingwan's back and cried, "Miss, let's go and tell the emperor. The emperor will never let the prince do this."
Murong Jingwan remained silent. After three days, if she couldn't think of a way, she would definitely go to the emperor. Even if Xuan Ningxuan hated her and the child in her belly in the future, she would go to the emperor for help for the sake of the child.
