Xuan Ningxuan returned to Murong Jingshu's room with anger and guilt.
Seeing Xuan Ningxuan coming back, Murong Jingshu carefully concealed the excitement on her face and went up to greet him.
"Your Majesty, how is Jingwan?" Although she was happy in her heart, Murong Jingshu still squeezed out two tears.
Xuan Ningxuan gently helped Murong Jingshu to the bed and let her lean in his arms.
"Jingshu, Murong Jingwan refused to abort the child even if she wanted to die. I gave her three days to think about it." Xuan Ningxuan frowned slightly, feeling troubled.
Murong Jingshu's face sank, and she pretended to be happy and said: "Your Majesty, don't force Jingwan to abort the child. Jingshu would rather be executed by the emperor for deceiving the emperor."
"Nonsense, I will not let you die." Xuan Ningxuan said angrily.
Xuan Ningxuan hugged Murong Jingshu even harder. Murong Jingshu leaned lazily in Xuan Ningxuan's arms, playing with Xuan Ningxuan's hair hanging on her chest with her slender hands.
"Your Majesty, Jingshu wants to see Jingwan." Murong Jingshu raised her head and said seriously.
Xuan Ningxuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile. He couldn't bear to refuse Murong Jingshu's request.
Murong Jingshu immediately showed a sweet smile, put her hands around Xuan Ningxuan's neck, gave Xuan Ningxuan a passionate kiss, and then walked out of the room with a smile before Xuan Ningxuan could react.
Looking at Murong Jingshu's leaving figure, Xuan Ningxuan showed a doting smile.
Walking slowly in the corridor, Murong Jingshu had a sneer on her lips.
A woman's heart is the most sensitive. Xuan Ningxuan's hesitation and intolerance made Murong Jingshu feel a sense of crisis. She knew that deep in Xuan Ningxuan's heart, there was the shadow of Murong Jingwan.
Today she will completely remove that shadow from Xuan Ningxuan's heart, no matter what the cost.
When they arrived at Murong Jingwan's villa, Murong Jingshu's face returned to a pitiful expression.
Murong Jingwan's villa was so close that Murong Jingshu walked into Murong Jingwan's room without meeting anyone.
Gently opening the door, Murong Jingshu stared at Murong Jingwan who was sitting quietly on the bed.
Xiaohuan stood up and glared at Murong Jingshu, but did not say hello.
Murong Jingshu didn't pay attention to Xiaohuan's unreasonableness, she just walked up to Murong Jingwan, stretched out her hand and touched Murong Jingwan's pale cheek, her fingertips felt wet, and a teardrop fell on Murong Jingshu's fingertips.
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