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Chapter 690: Finale! 80
Finale! 80
Blood flowed warmly from between her legs, shockingly dyeing her lower body clothes red.
Liu Baiyue's face turned pale with fright, and she took a few steps back, her heart filled with guilt. No way, she just pushed her gently, why did she bleed so much?
"Help me!" Liu Qingcong looked at Feng Qijun and called weakly.
When Feng Qijun was about to rush forward, a figure suddenly stood in front of him. He seemed to be always one step slower.
In the past few days, Feng Shiqilang has been secretly protecting Liu Qingcong. She is always too kind, so she is often bullied by others.
She could clearly dodge that slap just now, but why didn't she? He thought she could handle it, but he didn't expect her to be more fragile than he thought. It wasn't until he saw her bleeding profusely that he suddenly realized
, she simply wanted to die.
Feng Shiqilang picked up Liu Qingcong and flew away from this cold place.
Feng Qijun stood there, like an ice sculpture. How could he forgive himself if Liu Qingcong had some shortcomings?
There was no guilt in Liu Baiyue's heart, only sadness. Feng Qijun's words were like a curse forever engraved in her heart. She could not defeat Liu Qingcong after all. No matter how hard she tried, Feng Qijun's eyes could no longer tolerate others.
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It was daybreak before I knew it, and Feng Shiqilang stayed at the door all night without sleeping.
Honggu dragged her tired body out of the house, her eyes were swollen, and she had obviously not slept all night.
Feng Shichiro asked quickly: "Is she awake?"
Hong Gu shook her head and sighed: "She has been pregnant with the child for three months, but..."
"What's wrong?"
"The adults are safe and sound, but the child cannot be saved. Who is so cruel that he can attack a pregnant woman?"
"Can I go in and see her?"
She must not know that she is pregnant yet. If she knew that she was pregnant with a child and then lost it, she would be very sad.
"Don't make her too excited to leave the house. She must take good care of herself. Go in and see her." Hong Gu left with a bucket of bloody dirty clothes.
Liu Qingcong was lying in bed. She had already woken up when Hong Gu was there, but she had been pretending to be asleep.
She heard all the conversation between Hong Gu and Feng Shiqilang. She unconsciously reached out and touched her flat belly. Before last night, there was a child living in it.
Her child disappeared from this world before she even had time to call her mother.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes and wet the pillow.
It was Feng Qijun who killed her child. She hated him so much...
Hearing footsteps coming in, Liu Qingcong quickly wiped away her tears, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Feng Shiqilang opened the door and walked gently into the room, quietly sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her sleeping face, his heart ached slightly.
She was originally just a very innocent girl, and the happiness she wanted was so simple. Why did God let her endure so much suffering?
She is just a weak woman, and if he can, he is willing to bear all the pain for her.
Gently, his hand covered hers, and then he realized that her hand was so cold. He whispered to her: "Qing'er, I will never let go of your hand again, and I will never let you be alone.
Lonely and helpless. I will work hard to make money so that you can live a good life."
Hearing such plain words, Liu Qingcong's heart must have been filled with emotion before, but now she can only sigh. She will remember Feng Shiqilang's kindness to her, but now she has to ask for help for her dead child.
To get justice, she will not let Feng Qijun go even if she dies.
Feng Shiqilang's eyes became gentler: "If I hadn't sent you back to Feng Qijun, so many things wouldn't have happened. If I could have been braver, you wouldn't have to lie here.
From now on, as long as I, Feng Shichiro, have a bite to eat, I will definitely have a bite from you."
Is he talking about love? What a strange thing to say.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Feng Shichiro was stunned, but he stood up and walked out to open the door.
Standing outside the door were Feng Qijun and Liu Baiyue. Needless to say, Feng Qijun also knew that Feng Shiqilang must have brought Liu Qingcong back to the sword-making workshop. And Liu Baiyue has been following him since last night.
Not half a step away.
Afraid that they would wake up Liu Qingcong, Feng Shiqilang walked out and closed the door gently.
As soon as Feng Qijun came up, he said in a rough voice: "I want to see Xiaoqing."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, she just fell asleep, don't wake her up." Feng Shichiro said softly.
"Feng Shichiro, let me tell you, she is still my wife now, and it is not your turn to take care of her affairs. Hand her over quickly."
"How did you become a husband? Do you know that she is already three months pregnant? Just because of your slap, you caused her to have a miscarriage." Feng Shichiro said angrily.
Feng Qijun suddenly felt like a deflated balloon. He leaned against the wall with empty eyes and his whole body slid down weakly. He kept muttering: "She was pregnant with my child, and I killed my child with my own hands..."
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Liu Baiyue wanted to help him and said viciously: "She is pregnant with a bastard who doesn't know whose child it is!"
With a "pop" sound, Feng Qijun suddenly raised his hand, slapped Liu Baiyue hard, and said harshly: "Listen, no matter who it is, I will not allow anyone to insult her like this. You are not worthy."
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Liu Baiyue touched her burning face, slowly raised her head, and looked at the man she loved in front of her in disbelief. Did she give everything in exchange for a slap from him?
"If you want to make a quarrel, go somewhere else, don't make a quarrel here." Feng Shichiro said coldly.
"I want to see Xiaoqing." Feng Shiqilang said domineeringly.
"She hasn't woken up yet. Even if she wakes up, I don't think she wants to see you. She is very weak and cannot be excited. I hope you won't irritate her."
Feng Qijun knew that Feng Shiqilang was telling the truth and left silently.
Liu Qingcong had been sleeping in bed for so long, and Feng Shiqilang had been sitting by the bed with her. If she didn't wake up, he would probably wait forever. How could she bear it?
She slowly opened her eyes and said weakly: "What's wrong with me?"
When Feng Shiqilang saw that she finally woke up, he was ecstatic: "Thank God, Qing'er is finally alive again."
"Seventeen Lang, I made you worry." She said guiltily.
"How do you feel now? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Liu Qingcong shook her head and struggled to sit up. Feng Shiqilang quickly went over to help her and said in a voiceless voice: "My aunt said you can't sit up. A miscarriage is the same as confinement. You need to rest for a month."
When he said this, he immediately regretted it. Liu Qingcong was stunned at first, and then smiled slightly: "Don't worry about me, I already know it, I'm fine."
"You know?" Feng Shichiro was surprised.
"Yes. Let Qijun come to see me. I have something to tell him." Liu Qingcong lay back and said calmly.
Feng Shiqilang looked at her suspiciously and said, "Why do you still want to see him now?"
"It would be better for me and him to talk clearly after all." Liu Qingcong looked at him with a doubtful look on his face, and then said, "Don't worry, it'll be fine. We are husband and wife for a hundred days, so what's the difference between me and him?"
We have been married for so long, so there is still some kindness left."
Feng Shichiro nodded and said calmly: "Okay, I'll call him. You have a good rest."
Feng Qijun went to the south courtyard to find Feng Qijun, and told Feng Qijun that Liu Qingcong went to the sword-making workshop that day. He did not want anyone to misunderstand her.
Feng Qijun was extremely upset and regretful. He really blamed her wrongly. After listening to Feng Shiqilang's explanation calmly, he couldn't help but cursed in the end. He should have thought of this a long time ago, why did he only think about the bad things at that time?
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Now that the big mistake has been made and the child is gone, she will never forgive him again.
Why did he betray her? Why didn't he listen to her explanation? Why didn't he trust her? Why did he use Liu Baiyue to hurt her? He knew that compared with cynicism and having another woman, the latter could never hurt someone so deeply.
To make up for it?
"She wants to see you, go see her." Feng Shiqilang glanced at him, but then said: "In fact, the young lady loves you very much."
"Does she hate me?" Feng Qijun asked an irrelevant question.
Feng Shiqilang was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Hate! She hates you so much."
If it were him, he would also hate. After being stabbed severely, how could he not hate the person who hurt him?
"I understand." Damn it, why couldn't he think better in the first place? Xiaoqing will never forgive him for this situation.
Feng Qijun walked towards the sword-making workshop with long strides. He immediately wanted to see her, explain clearly to her, and never let her suffer any grievance or harm again.
But when he stood at the door of the room, he hesitated. How should he speak to her?
"Who is outside?" Suddenly a voice came from inside.
Feng Qijun had no choice but to push the door open and walk in, saying softly: "It's me." There was no arrogance or pride in his voice. When he saw her haggard face, his heart tightened instantly.
Liu Qingcong glanced at him lightly: "You're here!"
After a long silence, he finally plucked up the courage and said, "Xiaoqing, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
"Misunderstanding? What's the misunderstanding?" she sneered.
"I misunderstood you and Shichiro. He told me everything."
She laughed at herself: "Not only Seventeenth Lang, but also Ran Chengao, and many, many men. Have you forgotten that I am a woman who has been ruined and let everyone play with me?"
"Don't be like this! Xiaolou, forgive me, I hurt you too badly." His voice could not be lowered, begging her for forgiveness.
Enough is enough, really enough. Hatred can destroy a person. He not only destroys himself, but also destroys others.
"Tell me, I heard wrong." She refused to believe his apology.
Feng Qijun caressed her cheek, not caring about her cold attitude. God knows how much he loves her!
His silence didn't arouse much interest in her. Anyway, she had completely given up on him.
That day he said that they were done with the relationship between husband and wife. At that moment, her heartbeat almost stopped. He said it too ruthlessly and cruelly, as if the relationship that had been built up with great difficulty could be ended with just one word.
No regard for her inner feelings.
And now, why is he asking for her forgiveness?
"Xiaoqing." He held her hand instead and called softly.
"open!"
"Xiaoqing."
She couldn't take her hand back, and for this reason, she felt angry and helpless; and his soft calls made her realize that she was helpless against him... No, she would never forgive him!
Liu Qingcong had a cold face and said sarcastically: "Feng Qijun, how long ago did I, the main wife who let you marry me gracefully, attract your attention again?"
Feng Qijun put down his hands after hearing this, unable to understand the complicated emotions in his heart. Seeing Xiaoqing like this, he felt guilty and distressed.
"Xiaoqing, I'm sorry."
"You don't need to apologize to me, I can't bear it."
"Please, forgive me once. I will spend my whole life making up for the harm I have done to you."
She smiled sadly: "Have you forgotten? Can you bear that I was with Ran Chengao and Qi Lang?"
"No, no." He quickly denied it and sighed again: "Xiaoqing, don't be like this."
"Fortmaster Feng Shao, your memory is really bad. Did you forget that you said in the pavilion that day that our relationship as husband and wife is over?"
At that moment, he really wanted to strike himself to death with a palm. Why did he say so absolutely? "Xiaoqing, forget it!"
"Forgot? You change so fast. What about Bai Yue?"
"She has left Fengjiabao." For one Liu Qingcong, he could betray everyone in the world.
"Didn't you already say that you wanted to marry her in front of my parents-in-law and everyone? Where did you put me then? If you leave, I will no longer hear your voice, and I will not need your pity. Feng
Qijun, let me tell you frankly that it will never be possible for us to get back together again. This relationship was ruined when you didn’t trust me. Please stay far away and don’t take another step to sue me. As long as
Don't hurt me at every turn, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."
Feng Qijun was shaken back a few steps by the hateful words. Did he really hurt her too deeply, and the wound would never recover?
"Please give me a letter of divorce and let me leave here. Everything is over."
"sorry!"
Now, that's all he can say.
He took one more look at Xiaoqing's indifferent face. At this point, should he think carefully?
However, he was certain of one thing, he would not marry Liu Baiyue. He had no intention of marrying her in the first place.
Liu Qingcong's eyes were empty. What she wanted was a sincere, frank, and dedicated love, but Feng Qijun didn't do it at all, it would only make her hurt.
Now that her heart is dead, he apologizes to her and hopes not to hurt each other again. How can a man like him, who is so repetitive, ask her to believe and accept it again?
Alas! Why is it so difficult to pursue a real job?
The two were in a stalemate for a long time. Feng Qijun finally let go of his hand in his hair and said, "Forget about this, let's go back to the past. I will accompany you all over the country."
