Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 1075: I just want to see you again

Hearing that the child was fine, Leng Yihan felt relieved for a while, but at the same time, there was a trace of fear.

If the white raccoon hadn't appeared and she kept eating and drinking like this, maybe the child would be lost.

Thinking of this, Leng Yihan immediately wanted to kill himself.

"I'm going to get something to eat."

Leng Yihan was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, so he ran out in a panic.

Lan Mingyu frowned, and hurriedly followed her out.

White Fox looked at Leng Yihan's back and sighed silently.

Even she, an outsider, didn't know how to face this man.

Blame him, he has no choice but to do all these things, don't blame him, sometimes what he does can really **** people off.

She can really understand Xue Fei's feelings, how painful it is to fall in love with someone who once brought her infinite darkness, she wants to get rid of it completely, but fate keeps repeating, Tether them together again and again.

In the end, all love and hatred can only struggle in the whirlpool of pain and helplessness.

Murong Xuefei lowered her head, silently stroking her still flat belly.

Is this child God's last salvation for her?

If so, then please God must bless this child safe.

In the yard, Lan Mingyu frowned and looked at Leng Yihan: "What's wrong with you, you have a child, are you unhappy?"

"How is it possible?" Leng Yihan turned his eyes away and secretly wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes.

The woman he loves is pregnant with his child, and he is going to be a father. How could he be unhappy?

No one could understand his mood at the moment. He thought that he would never have his own blood in his life, but he didn't expect this child to come. It was he who saved them, these two desperate hearts.

"I'm going to cook porridge."

Thinking that Murong Xuefei hadn't eaten for a month, Leng Yihan hurried to the small kitchen immediately.

Lan Mingyu stared blankly at Leng Yihan who had gone away, can this guy cook porridge? Why doesn't he know?

Leng Yihan tossed and tossed in the small kitchen for a long time before he finally made a decent bowl of porridge.

When Leng Yihan came to the room with the porridge, Murong Xuefei was the only one in the room.

Looking at Murong Xuefei's thin back, Leng Yihan's body froze, and his heart ached uncontrollably.

As if feeling something, Murong Xuefei looked up at Leng Yihan blankly.

Leng Yihan immediately turned his eyes away in embarrassment, he didn't dare to look into her eyes, he was afraid of seeing his dirty and despicable appearance.

Suffocated by heartache, Leng Yihan took a deep breath, walked to the table with the porridge, and said, "I... cooked some porridge, you can eat some."

Clearly feeling Leng Yihan's emotions, Murong Xuefei also felt the pain so badly that she couldn't breathe.

She looked at Leng Yihan dumbly, and after a while she said: "You don't have to blame yourself, I never blamed you."

She understood very clearly, why would he do that? She never blamed him, before and this time.

She doesn't blame him for his father's matter, she just hates herself, it was her willful and reckless behavior that killed her father, and she cannot absolve herself of the responsibility for his father's death.

Leng Yihan raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at Murong Xuefei in surprise.

Really? Does she really not blame him?

"I used to love you." Murong Xuefei smiled lightly, her gentle brows were like the sudden bloom of epiphyllum, so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away.

But Leng Yihan couldn't be happy at all. He knew what she said later was definitely not what he wanted to hear.

"Once..." She loved him so much, she thought that they would get married, grow old together, and have children and grandchildren, but all these beautiful dreams were shattered after waking up from that nightmare.

Murong Xuefei withdrew her smile, suppressed the dull pain in her heart, raised her eyes to look at Leng Yihan, and said calmly: "I don't hate you, and I don't love you anymore, I just hope that I won't see you again."

Leng Yihan's face was as pale as frost in an instant, he clenched his fists tightly, and after a while he smiled, "I understand, I will never appear in front of you again."

His clenched fists were trembling, and just one sentence exhausted all his strength.

"If necessary, I can send you back to Yunjing."

Leng Yihan took one last look at Murong Xuefei, before tears fell, he turned around in embarrassment.

Once he exhausted everything he wanted, but in the end it turned into nothing.

He gave up, even if he didn't want to, he was willing to let go at this moment.

Murong Xuefei stood there for a long time before picking up the cold bowl of porridge on the table, and took a sip.

The salty taste slipped into her mouth, and she couldn't tell whether it was porridge or tears.

Knowing that Murong Xuefei won't be overwhelmed, the white raccoon lived next door to Murong Xuefei tonight.

The next day, Bai Li got up early, because today was the day when she and Liu Yue'er were fighting for medicine.

Lan Mingyu also got up very early, and when she saw the white raccoon fiddling with golden needles in the yard, she leaned over and said, "You really want to fight my junior sister?"

The white raccoon gave him a straight look, "If you want to marry her, I don't have to fight."

Lan Mingyu froze for a moment, and immediately shook her head, "I don't want to."

He thought wrong before, and he didn't want to hurt anyone anymore.

"Then we have to fight." The white raccoon carefully wiped the gold needles one by one, and then carefully took back the storage ring.

"By the way, tell me about your little junior sister, whether her medical skills are good or not."

Lan Mingyu glanced at the white raccoon resentfully, "What do you mean, my junior sister is the young master of the Immortal Medicine Valley, and her father is my master."

The white raccoon raised his eyebrows with great interest, Yixiangu is such a tall name.

"Is it your medical skills, or hers?"

The white raccoon looked at Lan Mingyu jokingly, thinking that he would brag again, but unexpectedly he just lowered his head, "It's about the same, no comparison."

They were all taught by the same master. Wherever he can go, he is at most a little more enlightened than her. However, the unique acupuncture method of the younger sister who can cure Xiangu, in terms of medical skills, will never be inferior to him.

It's almost the same!

The white raccoon raised her eyebrows in surprise, she thought that Lan Mingyu's medical skills must be better than hers, after all, Lan Mingyu is known as a genius doctor.

I didn't expect his junior sister to be so powerful. It seems that this is still a tough battle.

"You have to be careful with the unique acupuncture technique of Xiangu, my junior sister." Lan Mingyu looked at the white raccoon and couldn't help reminding.

The white raccoon is not as nervous as Lan Mingyu. Although that Liu Yueer is good at medicine, she is not bad either.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not lose you." The white raccoon patted Lan Mingyu's shoulder proudly and joked.

"What if we lose." Lan Mingyu blinked resentfully.

"If you lose, you can marry her, and you won't suffer anyway." The white raccoon waved his hand very generously.

Lan Mingyu rolled her eyes in anger, "Well, you bastard, do you still have a conscience?" Under the eaves, Qi Shuya saw the familiarity of flirting and flirting between the two, and immediately pinched her jealously. Tighten your fist.