By the way, baby, Lan Shengxue has a baby in her belly, brother Yun Shang’s child...
That is Brother Yunshang's only treasure in the world.
what to do?
At this time, Bing Ling clasped the corner of the table tightly, feeling very anxious in her heart. Di Sheng was still thinking that Di Yunshang's expression just now was so strange and cold.
The Walking Dead?
Too bad!
Bing Ling's eyes were startled, and she hurriedly ran towards Lan Shengxue's room.
"Lan Shengxue, don't let anything happen to you. No, it's the child in your belly. Don't let anything happen. Otherwise, even if I die, I won't be able to escape the blame..."
At this time, Lan Shengxue was not sleeping very well, and the flute played for a long time. The baby in her belly seemed to be very taboo about such flute sounds, and kept moving around in her belly, which really disturbed Lan Shengxue.
I can't sleep, my stomach hurts.
Lan Shengxue had no choice but to sit up and said, "Baby, don't bother anymore, it's already midnight, sleep well..."
The four-month-old baby in the belly has already taken shape, has its own little heart, and has its own vitality...
She didn't know what was going on with her stomach, and it was getting more and more painful. She was sweating profusely, frowning, and calling in a low voice, "Senior sister...Senior sister..."
She couldn't see it, so she could only reach out and touch the side. She shook the little fox and called her again, but there was still no response.
A bad premonition flashed through Lan Shengxue's heart.
"Qianye!" She suddenly amplified her voice and called urgently, "Qianye! Beimo Qianye!"
But the result was the same as the little fox, she couldn't feel any movement at all.
It's over, are they all unconscious?
The sound of the flute was lingering, which disturbed Lan Shengxue's head and her stomach hurt from time to time. She took a breath of air and got down from the bed with difficulty, "Baby, at this time, don't give me anything to my mother."
Would you mind adding to the chaos?"
She leaned on the table, and for some reason, the pain in her stomach slowly began to disappear.
The purple spirit bracelet was flashing on her hand. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel a cool feeling spreading from her wrist to her limbs, which immediately made her feel a lot more comfortable.
.
Although the flute was still playing, her head and stomach no longer hurt.
Without enough time to wipe her sweat, she took the scepter specially made for her by Beimo Qianye and walked out bit by bit.
"Qianye? Qianye?" She shouted every time she took a step, but the result was still so quiet.
What happened?
They just took a nap, could it be the sound of the flute...
She remembered that Beimo Qianye said before that he heard the sound of the flute and then fell asleep.
Clenching his fists, now that the senior sister and Beimo Qianye are both unconscious, Qingkong has gone to retreat to investigate the matter of Huanyan Gu. Before he left, Qian Dingzhu and Wan asked her to stay away from the fake Di Yunshang. Could it be that tonight
Does everything have to do with him?
Subconsciously touching her belly with her hand, she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't be afraid, baby... We will wait for your father to return..."
"Lan Shengxue!" Bing Ling suddenly broke through the door and walked in. She was panting, as if she had been rushing for a long time.
Lan Shengxue was shocked, "Bing Ling, what are you doing here?"
"I don't have time to explain to you, please come with me." Bing Ling grabbed Lan Shengxue's wrist and walked out with her.