Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss Chapter 330: Despair (3)

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For Nan Wan, her greatest punishment is not death, but watching Di Yun treat another woman tenderly and tenderly, but that woman is not her.

For a while, all reason was forgotten, she suddenly rushed up, slapped Bai Ye and slapped her face, and yelled, "Master, don't believe her! Her child is not at all. Yours! Bai Ye, you shameless bitch, you die to me!"

Di Yun's killing eyes were bitter, and he was about to make a move. Who knew that Bai Ye took a step and knocked her to the ground with one foot.

As early as when she cooperated with Di Yun to speak, she was already wary of this woman going crazy. At this time, she was prepared, and naturally it was half a shot faster than Di Yun.

Nan Wan was unyielding, and was about to get up to start again, but Nan Xiang suddenly took a shot, buckling her arms behind her back, and pressing her firmly on the ground.

She turned her head in surprise, but she still couldn't see Nan Xiang's expression, so she cursed: "Brother...You actually helped this cheap..."

Suddenly she was speechless, but her whole body seemed to be roasted on a fire, and it was hot and painful.

She wanted to shout and roll, but she couldn't move, she couldn't speak, she could only lie on the ground like a wooden person.

It was Di Yun who shot this time. He looked at Nan Wan coldly, unable to tolerate her insulting Bai Ye over and over again.

Nan Xiang saw him get up and walked, so he let go, stood aside and closed his eyes.

Di Yun lowered his body, raised his hand and gently raised Nan Wan's chin, and asked in a low voice, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Nan Wan looked up at the man in front of her with difficulty, her eyes blurred.

Such a close distance, such a gentle concern, seems to have returned to the old days. At that time, even if she was injured occasionally, the master would always greet her with such concern. Although only a few words, it gave Nan Wan a warmth and peace of mind that she had never felt before.

Suddenly, the hand on her chin tightened suddenly, and Nan Wan came back to her senses, and she faced her cold eyes like a pool of cold.

Di Yun forced her to look at herself, saying word by word, coldly: "In the past, how much this king trusted you, how uncomfortable you will be afterwards!"

He continued blankly: "She healed the king that day. You knew that we two disappeared and disappeared during that time, but you pretended that nothing happened! From knowing that Bai Ye was pregnant, you have been Guess that the child belongs to the king, Nan Xiang found out that the only people who had contact with her during that time were the king and the stars, which confirmed your thoughts! If it wasn't for her to tell the truth, if it wasn't for the king to let her follow Do the steps of that day again, and you will never discover this secret! You are good!"

The last two words of Di Yun were extremely gloomy, and after speaking, he let go of his hands, knocking his head on the ground regardless of Nan Wan.

Turn around, wipe your hands, throw away the handkerchief, as if your hands are dirty.

Bai Ye finally knows what Di Yun’s satisfactory answer is, and understands how Di Yun let her enter Wu Ting Cave in the room that day, and when she came back, what was the faint murderous look on his face? It's up.

He must have discovered that he disappeared before he thought of the child. In addition, Nan Wan had already started to arrange a trap before that, which confirmed Nan Wan's lie.

It's no wonder that Di Yun turned back that day after leaving, and touched her lower abdomen with a particularly unnatural expression. At that time, he already knew that the child belonged to him.

However, what shocked Bai Ye the most was that Wu Tingdong was not a consciousness space, but a real existence. It is no wonder that she would become pregnant after that time, but if it was real, why would she not feel a trace of it? What about the sense of touch?

At this moment, Di Yun coldly ordered: "Do it!"