Yan Qing and Wen Bai panicked.

Mo Nian, who had not yet fully lost consciousness, came to his senses.

Mo Dong'er, who was helped out of the hole, had a large area of blood on the skirt on her chest, and the skirt was even dripping with water.

Mama Xu suddenly lost her heart, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she suddenly rushed over and squeezed away the early summer: "Where is my aunt?" ”

Chu Xia was pushed and stumbled, and angrily raised his hand and knocked on the back of Mama Xu's neck, Mama Xu was speechless in an instant and fainted to the ground.

In early summer, he kicked Mama Xu away and looked at his own young lady wholeheartedly.

"It's not my blood, it's her aunt's."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief in an instant.

Yan Qing retracted the thought just now, what kind of harmless little girl is this? It's a fierce god!

But it's a good match for his family's god-killing master, so good.

It's just that Mo Chuchu screamed: "What happened to your mother?" ”

Mo Dong'er raised her hand and covered her ears. Seeing this, Chu Xia immediately wanted to solve the noisy Mo Chuchu.

Mo Dong'er, who was in a good mood, learned to shout at Mo Chuchu: "Who cares about your aunt?" ”

It was supposed to be a soft and glutinous baby voice, but suddenly shouted and almost made Chu Xia fall to the ground.

This master can't be managed, can you change her master?

Yan Qing's hand trembled, and Wen Bai coughed in a low voice.

They wanted to laugh a little, but they didn't know if laughing now would ruin the aura of their future princess.

The rest looked stunned.

Mo Dong'er was in a very good mood, ignoring the strange atmosphere that filled the courtyard with silence because of her voice, and wanted to leave when she raised her legs.

In early summer, several people hurriedly followed.

went back to Xiaopo Courtyard and bandaged Mo Nian's wounds, Wen Bai just came in a hurry and left, and Yan Qing also went back to recover his life.

Mo Dong'er watched the two fall asleep, and pulled Chu Xia to tell her what An Ran said.

At the end of the talk, Mo Dong'er eagerly pulled Chu Xia: "Early Summer, I want to know." ”

Chu Xia thought and thought about it and nodded.

For the first time in early summer, he told his little master about the events of that year.

The girl who was peerless back then, with the beautiful hopes of a girl, married the most handsome young man in Mofu.

Originally, the Su family and the Mo family got married, and the Mo family could be regarded as taking a big advantage, but it was a pity that Mo Cangqiong didn't look down on the eldest lady of the Su family at the beginning, and ran to the north in a fit of anger.

Mo Cangqiong didn't know that Su Benhuan was also a martial artist.

Mo Cangqiong didn't know that there was a girl who had been waiting for him for more than ten years.

Mo Cangqiong didn't know that this peerless girl had also conceived a son for him.

Mo Cangqiong didn't know too much.

On that day, in the dark room.

"Husband."

Su Benhuan's consciousness was already a little confused, and she murmured unconsciously.

A sharp throbbing pain hit her abdomen, as if something was going to be peeled raw from her flesh and bones. Although the consciousness became more and more blurred, the passage of the little life in the womb was infinitely magnified in the senses.

"Husband." Children, our children, save our children.

Husband, where are you?

Save the kids.

Our children are coming, they're leaving.

The woman crouched on the ground, which had long been stained red, and the cold ground was almost cold to the marrow. The woman's arms were tightly guarding her stomach, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to have fallen into a coma, but the tears in the corners of her eyes were still dripping, slowly dripping down the ends of her hair soaked in cold sweat, and one drop after another melted into the pool of blood under her.

The woman who was once peerless, who would have thought that she would be so embarrassed now.

By the time Su Benhuan was rescued, the child would have been gone a long time ago.

Su Benhuan only felt that she seemed to have had a long dream, the dream was very cold, and the child in the dream was soft and glutinous. The kid was smiling at her.

Suddenly, an endless black swelled out of the dream, and the endless black vortex sucked the child in front of her alive, but the child still smiled at her warmly and sweetly. She was terrified and wanted to reach out to grab it, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch her child, so she could only watch as the child was swallowed up in black little by little and disappeared before her eyes.

The woman's eyelashes on the bed trembled slightly.

"Kid, it's gone."

Su Benhuan woke up and looked at the roof for a long time before she could say such a sentence. The voice was hoarse.

It's just that the people guarding her outside the house all bowed their heads, and the courtyard was quiet.

Su Benhuan still maintained the posture of tightly protecting her stomach at that time, but now that she looks at it, it is really ironic.

Su Benhuan's jade fingers on the top of her lower abdomen tightened violently, she hated herself, and she hated herself even more for her powerless appearance.

She doesn't hate others, she only hates herself for not taking good care of her children.

Standing outside the window, the young early summer couldn't hold back, secretly turned around and wiped her tears, slowly squatted down along the window, covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief, and sobbed silently.

Several people outside the house had red eyes.

Su Benhuan suddenly lifted the quilt, and the cold wind pierced into the thin underwear without noticing. As soon as a pair of feet stepped on the cold ground, I felt dizzy.

The people outside heard the movement and gently slammed on the door.

"Master." Chu Xia hurriedly touched his face and called.

Su Benhuan forcibly suppressed the discomfort, and stood on the ground barefoot without knowing it. He said hoarsely, "It's okay, let's go back." ”

The hand that pushed the door in early summer paused, but still pushed the door into the house, and at a glance saw Su Benhuan standing barefoot on the ground, wearing only underwear. Stand still with your head bowed, your eyes empty.

Seeing Su Benhuan's miserable white face, Chu Xia bit her lower lip, and her heart was distressed. Hurriedly took a cloak and draped it over her.

"Early summer." Su Benhuan grabbed Chu Xia's hand, and her eyes were a little hollow.

"Yes, master. Early summer is in. ”

"I want to go see the kids, see my kids." Su Benhuan muttered to herself, I don't know if she was talking about it for Chu Xia or for herself.

"Master!" In early summer, my eyes were puffed with water again.

"What about my child? I want to see him. ”

"Kid, yes, look at kid. In early summer, I'm going to see him. ”

"Child, he must be waiting for me, he hasn't seen me yet..."

"Child..."Su Benhuan bit her lower lip tightly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down her pale cheeks.

"Master! The child will still have it, if you take care of your body first, the child will definitely have it. ”

Chu Xia choked and coaxed Su Benhuan, trying to help Su Benhuan back to the bed.

"I know the kids aren't there." Su Benhuan muttered.

"I didn't keep him."

Early summer suddenly couldn't cry.

"You go out, I want to stay by myself for a while."

In the early summer, when Su Benhuan lay back on the bed, he was relieved.

Chu Xia didn't know that as soon as she left the room, Su Benhuan turned around and broke herself.

A dagger, sunk into the chest. used up the last bit of Su Benhuan's strength.

Sometimes, just lose the motivation to live, and life becomes meaningless.

Mo Dong'er, who was still young, suddenly cried.

Su Benhuan smiled, laughed and laughed out of tears, Aunt An can tolerate Dong'er, but because Dong'er is a girl.

If Aunt An continues to run rampant like this, Aunt An will have to cross her sooner or later, Mrs. Mo.

But if her original wife dies, Dong'er will always be her eldest daughter, and there is no one in Mofu who can compare to Dong'er.

What did she have to do for her winter.

I'm just sorry, mother's Dong'er, my mother can't grow up with you.