Trembling, she hugged Murong Jingwan's increasingly cold body, her hands trembling uncontrollably.
He wanted to make a promise to Murong Jingwan, but once he promised, it meant that he did not believe in Murong Jingshu. Xuan Ningxuan was unwilling and did not dare.
The grandma who was standing by suddenly shouted: "Princess, please push hard, the baby will come out soon."
Murong Jingwan concentrated the remaining energy in her body on her abdomen. She felt a warm object slipping out of her body. The smell of blood in the air became stronger. Murong Jingwan's suppressed cries could still be vaguely heard. Soon,
Grandma carefully held out a blood-red meat ball the size of a palm.
Murong Jingwan's heart was shocked, her distracted eyes were focused on that small ball of flesh, and she called desperately: "Child, my child, give me my child back, let me hug him."
Xuan Ningxuan turned his head away slightly, unable to bear to look at the bloody mass.
With trembling hands, the mammy held the bloody mass of flesh in front of Murong Jingwan. The baby was almost four months old, and the mass of flesh and blood in her palms had taken shape. The eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were clearly distinguishable, and the dark black
The eyes can still move. From the baby's reproductive organs, it can be seen that the baby is a boy.
Murong Jingwan's whole body was shaking violently, and tears could not stop falling from her pale face. Her heart felt as if it had been opened by a sharp knife, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe. That was her child, but she did not protect him. She was not worthy of being the child's mother.
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Murong Jingwan buried her head in Xuan Ningxuan's arms, closed her eyes gently, and silently mourned in her heart: "I'm sorry, baby, mother will definitely avenge you!"
Xuan Ningxuan hugged Murong Jingwan's trembling body tightly, closed his eyes, and said heavily: "Take it away quickly!"
Grandma nodded in fear, turned around in a hurry, but her body was gently pushed by some air current, and the meat ball in her hand fell to the ground, bloody and bloody. Grandma panicked, picked up the dead baby on the ground and ran away in fear
Got out.
But the scene of the baby falling to the ground was deeply imprinted in the minds of Murong Jingwan and Xuan Ningxuan and could not be erased. It also created an insurmountable barrier between the two.
"Child, my child, why do you punish my child? Prince, I really didn't do anything..." Murong Jingwan cried hoarsely and fainted in Xuan Ningxuan's arms.
The breathing in his arms stopped instantly. Xuan Ningxuan kept pinching Murong Jingwan in fear until the breathing in his arms resumed. Xuan Ningxuan found that his clothes were soaked with his own cold sweat.
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