"Wushuang, in fact, besides me, there are many good girls. After all, I have already been married and am not worthy of you." Hua Yueling sighed.
"Ling'er, don't talk nonsense. I have never thought about it this way. I just feel that I am not good enough, so Ling'er will dislike it." Mo Wushuang quickly stopped her from sarcastic.
"Wushuang, don't be like this. You are very good. It's just that sometimes feelings are weird. You don't just do what you want." Hua Yueling began to be unable to eat.
Mo Wushuang's crescent eyes looked at her faintly, the movements in his mouth slowed down, and he couldn't eat.
"Don't talk about this, okay? We are almost in Dameng. Are you excited to see your parents?" Hua Yueling wanted to change the topic.
Mo Wushuang shook his head and said: "I don't seem to feel anything. This is not my biggest concern. I originally thought it would be a pity, but when the result is almost here, I realize that this is not what I desire most." Hua Yueling understood what Mo Wushuang meant.
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"Wushuang, the relationship is the same as what you said. I originally thought that I had been pursuing it, but in the end I found that this relationship is not suitable for me. I am very helpless, really." Hua Yue Ling said gloomily.
Mo Wushuang looked up at her. Hua Yueling was clearly telling him that she didn't love him anymore. She could say it today because everyone had been calm for several days, but his heart felt like it was being scratched by a knife.
, bloody, he never believed that Hua Yueling would change love so ruthlessly.
"Wushuang, blame me, it's all my fault." When Hua Yueling said this, she suddenly felt nausea rushing into her stomach, "Evil!"
Mo Wushuang was startled and said, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" Hua Yue Ling's reaction shocked him.
"It's okay, wow." Hua Yueling couldn't help it anymore. She immediately turned her head and vomited outside the carriage door, her sourness rising to the sky.
"Ling'er!" Mo Wushuang was horrified and quickly reached for Hua Yueling's hand. Hua Yueling wanted to retract, but Mo Wushuang held her tightly.
"Wushuang, let go!" Hua Yueling shouted quickly.
And Mo Wushuang's two fingers placed on Hua Yueling's wrist could already feel the symptoms of Ximai.
His handsome face suddenly turned pale. He watched Hua Yueling diligently wipe his mouth with a cloth and slowly turned around. His face slowly turned from white to blue.
"Wushuang, I'm sorry, I, I have it." Hua Yueling could only admit at this time that she didn't know why she suddenly felt like vomiting. Maybe this topic made her too uncomfortable.
Mo Wushuang remained motionless quietly, his whole body was like a stone, but the expression on his handsome face was constantly changing. Hua Yueling looked at him, feeling a little scared, wondering if he had been stimulated.
Is it his turn?
"Wushuang, you, don't do this." Hua Yueling said softly.
At this moment, Cao Qing'er and Jimo Ziyan rushed to their carriage because someone saw Hua Yueling vomiting and reported it.
"Ling'er!" Cao Qing'er called eagerly.
"Wushuang!" Jimo Ziyan just found out that Hua Yueling was really pregnant.
Mo Wushuang was as motionless as a stone sculpture, his eyes lost focus, as if his soul was no longer in his body.
Cao Qing'er and Jimo Ziyan looked at each other, then looked at Hua Yueling who felt uncomfortable, and felt anxious inside.
Hua Yueling turned around and sat down, looking at Mo Wushuang, who looked dull, and didn't know what to say.
"Wushuang, don't be like this, listen to Ling'er's explanation." Jimo Ziyan looked at Mo Wushuang and felt extremely uncomfortable. No man could accept this kind of thing, not to mention that Hua Yueling had always been with him, so he could also bear this kind of blow.
No.
Hua Yueling sighed and said, "Wushuang, I'm sorry for you."
"Sister, drink some hot tea and be careful." Cao Qing'er climbed up and poured tea for her.
After Hua Yueling took a sip and rinsed her mouth, she said to Cao Qing'er and Jimo Ziyan: "You go, Wushuang and I will talk alone."
Jimo Ziyan and Cao Qing'er nodded and left worriedly, and the carriage team began to move towards Dameng.
Mo Wushuang was still in his own thoughts. Hua Yueling leaned on the carriage and looked at him quietly. She found that his face was getting lighter and lighter, and there was a deep look of melancholy in it.
"Wushuang, don't be like this." Hua Yueling reached out and gently held one of his big hands.
Mo Wushuang's dead eyes began to spark, slowly focusing on Hua Yueling's anxious little face.
"Wushuang, I'm sorry, please don't do this." Hua Yueling sounded a little pleading, and she felt uncomfortable.
Mo Wushuang stared at her phoenix eyes, what happened during this period flashed through his mind, and he couldn't figure out whose child Hua Yueling was carrying.
"How long?" Mo Wushuang opened his mouth, his voice dry.
"It's been almost three months." Hua Yueling answered honestly.
Mo Wushuang thought about it, if it were almost three months, Nangong Lieye would be almost dead, then who would she be with?
"Whose?" Mo Wushuang continued to ask.
Hua Yueling lowered her head, not knowing what to say. She knew that if she said it was Nangong Lieye, the blow to Mo Wushuang would be even greater, because in Mo Wushuang's eyes, she and Nangong Lieye were still the same people three months ago.
In a state of incompatibility.
"Fourth Prince or Hua Xiaolong?" Mo Wushuang could only guess between the two.
Hua Yueling raised her eyes and looked at him, her expression was strange, how could she guess those two people.
"It's Xiaolong's, right?" Mo Wushuang was a little angry, thinking that the kiss Hua Xiaolong gave Hua Yueling before leaving, it must have been him!
"Wushuang, no." Hua Yueling shook her head and looked at him with a frown.
"Fourth Prince?" Mo Wushuang narrowed his eyes, but still felt it was impossible.
Hua Yueling continued to shake his head and sighed: "Yes, it belongs to the Third Prince."
As if struck by lightning, Mo Wushuang straightened up and looked at Hua Yueling in horror.
"It was before he fell off the cliff." Hua Yue Ling said calmly.
Mo Wushuang lost his voice and looked at her little face with dead eyes.
"Hey. Wushuang, I'm sorry, I must keep this child." Hua Yueling saw the dark light flashing in his eyes.
"Why his? Why!" Mo Wushuang's voice was not loud, but it was definitely sharp.
"Me," Hua Yueling couldn't explain, so she could only lower her head.
"Why him! Since when have you been with him? You didn't keep calling him a beast, but you actually made peace with a beast!" Mo Wushuang was angry.
Hua Yueling was frightened by his sudden anger, and quickly raised her head and said: "Wushuang, don't be too angry, I didn't expect it either!"
"I didn't expect? I didn't expect you to have sex with him? You, why did you do this to me!" Mo Wushuang clenched his hands, his handsome face turned red and then white with anger, and the tendons on his forehead kept jumping.
"I, I, I'm sorry, I really don't know how to say it," Hua Yueling couldn't possibly tell him about the cave, that would only make him even more angry.
"I don't know what to say?" Mo Wushuang sneered, "Still don't have the nerve to say it?"
"I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's my shamelessness, Wushuang, I'm not a good woman, please don't do this, I'm sorry for you." Hua Yueling felt extremely uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry? Hahaha." Mo Wushuang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter was sad and distant. Even Cao Qing'er's carriage in front and Nangong Lieye's carriage in the rear could be heard clearly. Everyone was surprised.
Nangong Lieye, who was behind, felt something was wrong and jumped out of the walking carriage in a hurry and flew straight towards Mo Wushuang's carriage.
"Brother Gong Hua?" Hua Qingyun asked eagerly, but Gong Hua had already gone far.
Jimo Ziyan also jumped out and was slightly startled when he saw Gong Hua coming from the opposite side.
The two of them jumped on top of Mo Wushuang's carriage.
"Ling'er, Wushuang, are you okay?" Jimo Ziyan asked.
Hua Yueling was stunned and quickly said: "It's okay."
"Is everything okay?" Mo Wushuang laughed again, and suddenly a powerful internal force burst out from his body.
"Ah! Wushuang, don't do this!" Hua Yueling realized his impulse and wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Mo Wushuang's black hair was flying, and his breath exploded like a bomb.
The carriage compartment was torn apart in an instant, Hua Yueling was ejected directly, and the two men above were also rushed out by the powerful aura.
"Ling'er!" Cao Qing'er was paying attention from the front. When she saw Hua Yueling being thrown away like a parabola, she immediately flew to save her and caught Hua Yueling when she flew five feet away. The two of them rolled to the ground together and shouted
Hum.
"Qing'er, are you okay?" Hua Yueling pressed on Cao Qing'er and stood up quickly in fright.
"Qing'er, hide quickly!" Jimo Ziyan shouted in fright when he saw that the horse pulling the carriage was frightened and rushed towards Hua Yueling and Cao Qing'er.
Gong Hua quickly dodged and immediately pounced on Hua Yueling. Hua Yueling hugged Cao Qing'er and the three of them rolled away together. The crazy horse had already ran away from them.
Mo Wushuang stood on top of the torn apart carriage, his ink hair fluttering, and his eyes as cold as ice cellars shot towards Hua Yueling.
"Calm down? How can you tell me to calm down? Hua Yueling, you disappoint me so much!" Mo Wushuang said the last word with a cry in his voice, and then everyone watched as the figure flashed four times in a row and disappeared into the woods near the pipeline.
inside.
"Wushuang! Come back!" Hua Yueling screamed in pain.
Nangong Lieye had already guessed the sudden change in the matter, his eyes were fixed on the disappearing white figure, his black eyes flashed sharply, Mo Wushuang's martial arts was higher than he imagined.
The convoy was in chaos and stopped in a mess on the official road.
"Ling'er, how are you?" Nangong Lieye asked quickly looking at Hua Yueling's painful expression.
"Qing'er!" Jimo Ziyan floated over, Master Wei, Master Wen, Hua Linhai and Hua Qingyun all came over, wondering what happened.
Jimo Ziyan quickly dismissed them, and finally Gong Hua got into the carriage of Jimo Ziyan and Cao Qing'er while holding Hua Yueling, who had a stomachache.
Master Wen looked thoughtfully at the place where Mo Wushuang left, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
On the carriage, Hua Yueling started crying. Nangong Lieye hugged her tightly and said, "It's okay. Don't cry. How is the child?" Nangong Lieye could no longer restrain his heartache and concern at this time.
Jimo Ziyan hugged Cao Qing'er, who had fallen badly, and looked at Gong Hua's mask in horror. Cao Qing'er was so shocked that she forgot that she was still being held by Jimo Ziyan.
"What should I do? Will he go crazy? It's all my fault." Hua Yueling looked into Gong Hua's eyes in pain.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here." Nangong Lieye hugged her distressedly.
Hua Yueling hugged him tightly and buried her head in his arms. She was afraid and afraid of the disaster that Mo Wushuang's anger would bring.
"Gong Hua, who are you?" Jimo Ziyan said in shock, looking down at Cao Qing'er who was also shocked.
Gong Hua slowly took off the mask.
"Ah!" Cao Qing'er screamed in fright. The scars on Nangong Lieye's face were really scary.
"Sorry, I scared Miss Cao." Nangong Lieye smiled bitterly.
"Third Prince, you, you are not dead?" Jimo Ziyan was so surprised. What was even more surprising was that he had been among their team.