Jun Mo Jue's incoherent words continued, but were interrupted by Mao'er's words calmly.
She said, "I don't have any more children. I don't want this child!"
Mao'er felt pain in her heart when she said this. It was a kind of pain that hurt her soul and tore her skin. She was an orphan and desperately longed for family affection. She was a killer and showed that human life is reckless.
But the child in her belly is a relative connected to her by blood. Even if he is not the child of love, she does not want to kill his arrival with her own hands. I want to ask, which mother would kill her child with her own hands? Even if he does not have a father...
This is a struggle between wanting and not wanting. Even if the cat has no feelings for the child in its belly, it is still connected by blood...
"Cheng'er, you can't...!"
"Xia Qingcheng, what are you thinking about?"
"Xiaocheng, don't be ridiculous!"
As soon as the cat's voice fell, several voices sounded, and the reprimands in their voices sounded as if the cat had done something heinous.
Mao'er took a deep breath, frowned a little, and looked into a pair of scolding eyes, "I don't want to kill this child, but I really can't convince myself to keep him!"
Jun Mo Jue's eyebrows were full of anger. He wanted to do something to win Mao'er back. Xia Qingcheng said that his love was too domineering, too extreme, that he didn't understand love and would not be tolerant...
However, at this moment, he really wanted to scream that he wanted this child, wanted her child, and not to break off the engagement...
"Qingcheng, don't break off the engagement, I will change and change for you!"
Jun Mo Jue's sad and desperate voice sounded. His eyes were very red, but he stared at Mao'er, not letting go of any expression on her face...
Mao'er forcefully opened Jun Mo Jue's hand and held her hand. His eyes were unfocused, "Jun Mo Jue, how can I talk about feelings now? I am pregnant with a child inexplicably. I didn't have any extravagant expectations about feelings.
My first priority is to find the man in white who took away the small silver. If I don't ask clearly, I will die, I will die of depression!"
Mao'er suppressed her voice and said in a low voice, this is the knot in her heart, and she won't be able to feel at ease if she doesn't figure it out.
No one could accept Mao'er's words, but Jun Mojue's eyes suddenly lit up, as if dim sparks instantly emitted brilliant fireworks, and he stared at Mao'er with burning eyes, "Then
, does it mean that I still have a chance, does everything come to light, will you give me a chance...!"
His expression was so urgent, as if Mao'er's answer was more important than his life...
Mao'er frowned, and a sneer began to appear at the corner of his mouth, "Jun Mojue, can't you understand what I'm saying? The game between us is over, there is no chance...!"
"Xia Qingcheng, how could you get pregnant if you don't sleep with a man?"
"Don't you know how many people you have slept with?"
"Xia Qingcheng, you are such a free-spirited woman...!"
"Xia Qingcheng, why do you declare so confidently? Do you think I will still want you now?"
"Xia Qingcheng, I want to terminate our engagement with you!"
"My majestic Prince Chen, Mo Jue, has not fallen to the point of having to raise children for others. Such a woman, she - is not worthy of me!"
Every time Mao'er said something, Jun Mojue's face turned paler, so that his blood suddenly turned pale, resembling a terminally ill patient.
Jun Mo Jue stared at Mao'er, watching those pink lips repeating those words calmly, trembling and shaking, how could he, how could he hurt her like this?
If someone else dares to say this, then he must have a sword in his hand and cut him into pieces, but what happened to him?
Looking at Mao'er's calm and indifferent eyes, Jun Mo Jue's mind was buzzing. After a while, Jun Mo Jue's eyes were blurred, and he fell to his knees with a 'bang' sound...
"Fourth brother...!"
"Jue'er...!"
"Brother Jue...!"
He screamed, but what he got in exchange was still the calmness of the cat. Is this retribution in this world? He just hurt someone and he fell to this point...
It is domineering love, possessive love, and bone-deep love...
A man with strong bones and seven feet...
Why did a woman bend her knees?
There is gold under a man's knees. He kneels to the sky and kneels to his parents. The king of his dynasty, the famous God of War King Chen, actually kneels down to a woman. Let's talk about how much we love and how much we don't want to lose...
Especially in front of the other kings of the Three Kingdoms, he didn't feel inappropriate at all. He just did what he wanted to do. Can he keep this figure and make her eyes less determined...
Yun Chilin shook the hand hanging by his side again and again. He was thinking, would he be able to do this if he did it?
Yun Chiling's eyes turned red with jealousy. Why could Xia Qingcheng get such strong and reluctant love from a man? Why?
Everyone looked at Jun Mo Jue with fear and pain. His eyes were distracted, and his hands opened in vain, trying to grab something, but in the end, it was all in vain...
Mao'er smiled foolishly, as if it was in pain but not in pain, and took a few steps back unsteadily, "Tell me, is there really a God in this world? Otherwise, why would fate play tricks on people like this? I just said, if one day, even if
You kneel down in front of me, and I will never look at you, and I will never give you the slightest chance! Tell me, how come this comes true so quickly?"
Bone-cutting ice and bone-piercing pain invaded every point of Jun Mo Jue's body. He wanted to raise his head, but saw the hem of the fierce whirlwind.
It is raining heavily outside, but the thunder has stopped. This pitiful God seems to be baptizing with his tears...
This night, too many things were completely overturned...
Renhong, Jun Moling remained silent. The contradictory emotions were about to tear him apart. He was the emperor of a country, but he didn't know what to do at this moment. Looking at Queen Mother Xiao, the latter looked sad and at a loss...
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Mother, what on earth have you done... Are what you said half-truth, half-falsehood, or completely false? To whom did you give those two forgetful hearts? Whose child is in Qingcheng's belly? Whose is it?
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Under everyone's puzzled and staring gazes, Mao'er walked slowly out of the main hall, leaving the exclamations behind him.
"Cheng'er...!"
"Small town...!"
"Xia Qingcheng...!"
It rained heavily at night, and her pink clothes were soaked immediately. Cat looked up at the frightened and angry faces in the hall, and smiled bitterly in his heart. His face was sore from the rain, his eyes were sour, and his heart was miserable. Only in this way, could he stand there
In this torrential rain, you will not see my tears...
"You all go back, I'll go for a walk! If it's morning and the child is fine, I'll keep him. If not, it's God's will!"