Qiucao stiffened and lowered her head following Xiaohong's gaze. The originally slightly convex lower abdomen was completely flat, and it was impossible to tell that a child had been conceived there.
But she has not forgotten at all the little life that she once breathed together.
Xiaohong is right.
The child is gone, and her reason for staying in the palace no longer exists. She can leave here with Mu Zi, go to a country far away from Mu, and live her own life...
But……[
Qiucao raised her head and glanced around the huge palace. Thinking of Mu Zhaozhen's blurry yet clear face, a numbing and astringent feeling suddenly flowed into her chest.
"Did King Mu say when he would come back?"
Xiaohong nodded, "Well, King Mu said he would come over later."
Qiucao smiled and took a deep breath, "When King Mu comes, I will... tell him."
However, that night, Mu Zi did not give her any chance to speak.
As soon as he saw her, he didn't say anything. He immediately pounced on her and tortured her to death just like yesterday.
Qiucao couldn't resist it at all, and was eaten directly.
By the time she woke up from the chaos, it was already noon the next day.
Once or twice can be interpreted as a little separation is better than a new marriage, but after several days of this, even the stupid person should notice that something is wrong.