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This night, Chen Rong woke up several times and retched twice.

A few months ago, she had no signs of pregnancy, but now she was injured. The discomfort in her stomach could not be covered.

Tossed a few times, and she didn’t sleep until she was ugly.

After sleeping for less than one hour, Chen Rong woke up again.

After gagging twice, she listened to the chicks and human voices outside, looked at the faint morning light, and couldn't sleep anymore.

He turned his head and looked at the sky, Chen Rong kept blinking.

The morning light is faint, a layer of mist is shrouded between the sky and the sky, trees and shadows, the sky seen through the screens, and the gray and vast.

I don't know how long it took, a quiet footstep approached her.

Chen Rong blinked, never looked back, but just looked at the outside like this, and asked hoarsely: "Qilang got up early."

The footsteps stopped at the tent, and Wang Hong’s low and equally hoarse voice came, “I can’t sleep.”

His voice was light and ethereal, as if coming from the distant sky.

Chen Rong did not look back, she just responded gently. . . . . . The voice was very quiet and calm, as if the infatuation engraved in her soul had been quietly fading away.

Wang Hong looked at her motionlessly, and his white jacket fluttered in the morning wind.

For a while, he came to her.

Gently walk to the side, his voice is soft, "Qing Qing, sleep a little inside."

Chen Rong turned his head slowly.

She looked at Wang Hong.

Her dark and dark eyes, every time he sees him, the eyes that can't help but rejoice, this moment is as quiet as an ancient well.

Chen Rong looked at Wang Hong like a stranger. After a while, her lips moved and muttered, "I want this child."

She lowered her eyes and slowly lifted the quilt, then she stroked her belly. Looking at the still flat place, Chen Rong said lowly: "I want it."

Wang Hong’s voice is very gentle, "Okay, we want it."

Chen Rong shook his head slowly.

When she shook her head, she clearly felt that the air in the room was cold.

Shaking her head, Chen Rong whispered, "I just want it myself." She seemed to have made up her mind. After she said this, she looked up, her face pale and dazzling, her eyes abnormal. The dark Wang Hong said quietly, "Qilang, we..." She said these four words, and Wang Hongteng slammed her right hand with a heavy wave, interrupting her.

He stared at her, his right hand stretched out, clasping her wrist tightly. He clasped it so tightly that she was in pain.

Holding her hand tightly, Wang Hong’s voice is very gentle, not only gentle, but also very light, “Qing Qing, you are too tired, go to sleep.”

Chen Rong just looked at him calmly and slowly withdrew his hand.

She failed to twitch.

Almost as soon as he moved, Wang Hong's hands were tighter. His face was very white and white. Putting his lips together, his dark eyes stared straight at Chen Rong. Staring at him, he smiled dumbly and said softly: "Qing Qing... I have already given up the position of patriarch, and I have prepared everything after the retreat. I am still good to accompany you here. Staying for a while, clarifying everything here secretly, and then quietly leaving the city, we went to my old friends to enjoy the wind and the moon, and our children were born. By then, the people in Jiankang City should believe that I Wang Hong It really means to die, and it doesn’t matter if you kill you or not, then we will get married again."

His eyes are a little bit red, but his smile is exceptionally gentle, "I am ready and planned... Is Qingqing still annoyed?"

His hand held her tightly, his eyes fixed on her face, and his smile was extremely gentle.

Chen Rong lowered his head.

She looked at her belly and slowly closed her eyes.

She moved her lips and moved again, but couldn't say a word.

At this time, Wang Hong's soft voice came again, "Qing Qing, let it go." He let go of Chen Rong's hand.

Chen Rong carefully moved a little inside.

Wang Hong lifted her quilt and lay down on the bed. He leaned on the bedpost, stretched his right hand to the back and supported Chen Rong's waist, lowered his head, lingering like ink, "Qingqing, I was wrong, I was really wrong... Did you forget about that? Didn’t the bento happen, okay?”

His voice is really gentle, and there is a soft nasal sound in the gentleness, which is so charming that it can make people stunned.

Chen Rong lowered her eyes. She looked at her lower abdomen. After a while, she finally spoke, and at this moment, her voice choked with hoarseness. Tears rolled, "At that time, I really hurt, it hurts. That blood kept flowing, and her short knife was still inserted. I wanted to pull it, but I dare not. Then she told me again that the knife was painted She will not let me survive by being toxic. At that time, I was so scared, Qilang, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die at all. I still pregnant with Qilang’s baby? My Qilang is so beautiful, his bone blood, Must be extremely smart and handsome. How can I not let him die from birth?"

Two lines of tears ran down her white and bloodless face, and Qin entered the quilt.

"At that time, I spent all my flowers in front of me, and I couldn't stand up. I wanted to go to sleep. So I thought in a trance and thought, I have been tired all these years, maybe it's better to die. Thinking like this, I will I want to sleep more. But here, I remember, how sad was my Qilang if I knew I was dead? He was so strong, so overbearing, how could he allow Princess Nine to kill me in vain? I thought, no, if Qilang offended the royal family again, he would have nowhere to go. I rushed up, and when approaching Princess Nine, I was afraid that she was vigilant, and I was still smiling. I finally approached her and used her to stab my knife , Pierced her chest."

She opened her eyes bright and tears fell like pearls, drop by drop, string after string.

Sobbing, sobbing, Chen Rong said weakly and bitterly, "Mr. Qilang, don't you know I will hurt? Don't you know how much I love you and my child?"

Her voice was a bit dazed at the moment, and her eyes were a little hollow, as if speaking into the air. Obviously Wang Hong was beside her, and obviously he was holding her, but she was lonely as if talking to herself.

Wang Hong looked at Chen Rong, his heart twisted. He stretched his hand and pressed it firmly on his chest, turning his eyes, he let go of his hand and put his arms around Chen Rong.

Cut her tightly, he bowed his head to kiss the tears on her face, swallowed one by one with her lips, Wang Hong muttered, "Arong, I'm wrong, I Really wrong."

From yesterday to this morning, he confessed this sentence and said it several times. In a trance, Wang Hong remembered that this seemed to be his first mistake. In the past, no matter how outrageous he did, he never thought to admit it.

His kiss was a little flustered, and when she kissed her cold lips, he squeezed her tusks with the tip of his tongue and darted into it. While kissing her, he said vaguely: "Arong, you can't do this, you can't let me know when the heart hurts, and you don't care about anything. You can't..."

He was obviously panicked. He didn’t even find Chen Rong’s wound hurt again. He didn’t even find his tears mixed into hers.

Wang Hong kissed Chen Rong tightly and deeply penetrated into her mouth. . . . . . It seemed that by this action, her cold lips would be warmer, and she would smile at him again as before, and put her arm around his neck.

He was really scared, and Chen Rong had rejected him twice. On that occasion, she rushed into the army with Bai Shang. When he found her and begged her to follow him, her eyes stained with blood and white clothes in the sunset were so distant and so indifferent.

The other time, she begged Her Majesty, and when Her Majesty asked her to be a monk, she laughed like this. The smile is bright and beautiful, but his eyes are so cold, so far away.

But those two times are different from this one. Those two times, although he was shocked and depressed, he was also heartbroken. But what is that heartache? Just a smile.

Only this time, he felt panic for the first time. . . . . . This night, he should have thrown things aside as usual, sleeping peacefully, but he couldn't sleep anymore. After turning the book of poems in the candlelight, and feeling even more upset, he came to the moonlight. Then, unconsciously, he came outside her room.

He knew that this night, she woke up four times in pain and retched twice. She also instructed her maids to cook and give her medicine.

He heard every toss and turn of her, every time she groaned.

He thought, what was he like standing outside a woman’s room like Wang Qi, who was so dignified? So he turned around and wanted to leave.

But he took a step away and stopped again. He found that only standing outside the room like this would make him feel more at ease. He even walked down the steps several times, trying to push the door in. But he made several steps, but he didn't get in. It's ridiculous, he was afraid, but he didn't dare to enter.

Wang Hongxun thinks, Chen Rong struggled for a moment, frowned and moaned, "Pain."

Wang Hong was shocked~IndoMTL.com~ quickly released his arm.

He lowered his head, reached for a handkerchief in his arms, and while wiping the sweat and tears on Chen Rong’s face with his handkerchief, he said lowly, "Arong, everything in this world is so rare. As expected. This time, I was wrong and I regretted it. You let go of it and forgot it. Only in this way can you and I be successful."

Just in a blink of an eye, his voice returned to peace and calmness, just as usual.

Chen Rong moved, and his voice was hoarse and vague, "Let go of it, forget it?"

"Yes." Wang Hong kissed her lips decisively and said, "Forget it! I know what I did wrong, and I will never make a mistake! Look at that month, when you reach the extreme, you will lose money, that flower, It will be defeated when it is extremely gorgeous. That rain, it will not last long, and the wind will be the same. A Rong, this is what happened in the world, defeated, unintentional, flaws are the common way, and the sky will never allow Give Cang Sheng complete satisfaction. If you are obsessed with your heart, and you are with me, there is no benefit."

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