"I have a way to help you change the pulse," Ling'er didn't look happy at all when she said this, but with a bitter face, "but after each time, you have to sleep for a day and a night!" Rise! ”

"This ......"

Ling'er's ability is really a little too weird, so Duanmu Qing doesn't know what to say.

"I'm awake, how delicious you have to prepare," after wailing a few times, Ling'er said with a bitter face, "Many, many, many!" ”

"Good!" The mood that was originally a little gloomy was suddenly swept away because of her words.

The next day, Imperial Physician Pan came and went, and what he reported to the emperor was that it had been almost two months, and it was indeed when Han Lingxi was passing by.

In this way, no one doubts it anymore.

It was the princess who was very puzzled and said, Ling'er's girl hated to sleep only three hours a day, why did she sleep unconscious at this time.

Princess Ling was right, she was really unconscious.

Because after Duanmu Qing's pregnancy was said, the wives who came to the palace were in an endless stream, and in such a lively situation, she still slept with her head covered, not unconscious.

Everyone knows that King Hao doesn't want to see this Qingjun Lord, but he is waiting to see her belly.

Otherwise, how could this matter be announced on such an important occasion!

In addition, Han Yuan is to be seen, and Princess Liluo is to be seen.

Don't you see the reward that was sent into the palace like flowing water?

Although Princess Ling is a widow, her relationship with the women in Beijing over the years has been excellent.

There is absolutely no reason to turn people away.

It's just that although she received those people, she didn't let them go to Sigui Pavilion no matter what, only saying that Lord Qingjun was unwell, and she was afraid that she would be in the way, so she didn't go out to meet guests.

Since it is said that it is because of the stomach, naturally no one is forcibly asking to go in and visit, in case there is a good one, I don't know what kind of sin it is!

Therefore, all along, Sigui Pavilion is still very quiet.

It wasn't until the evening that Duanmuqing's peaceful life was broken.

Looking at the person in front of him who appeared with the deep night reluctance, Duanmu Qing was stunned for a while.

"Why, you don't recognize me?"

Han Ling looked at her coldly, with disdain in his tone.

"What are you going to do?"

I was excited to see him, but the things that had happened these days flashed in front of my eyes one by one.

She couldn't be as brave as she was in Yongdao again, and when it came to her mouth, all her words became very cold.

"You're pregnant with my child now, so naturally you have to come and see it."

At the mention of this, Duanmu Qing felt that the wound was as painful as being torn open.

How could he be like this, after hurting himself, he still has to mention it over and over again?

If this is the punishment, it is indeed a clever means.

"Pregnant with your child? Don't you think you can only deceive yourself? ”

Looking at the man in front of him, Duanmu Qing found that she could also spit out indifferent words like this.

"Really? Everyone in the world knows this. ”

Ignoring her angry eyes, Han Ling sat down on her bed with no regard for herself.

"That's because everyone in the world knows that I'm pregnant, and then you said something like that at the sacrificial ceremony, Lord Wang."

"Self-inflicted?" Raising his eyebrows, a smile appeared on Han Lingyan's face.

This smile was so sure that it stung her eyes.

"Self-inflicted!" Rushui's eyes looked at him with a faint smile, "Who told you that the child in my belly is yours?" Do you think it's possible? ”

Ignoring his suddenly darkened eyes, Duanmu Qing then sneered: "So I said Lord Wang, you can only deceive yourself." ”

"What did you say?" Han Lingyan stood up suddenly, grabbed her collar, and asked in a cold voice.

"Didn't I make it very clear? The doctor said, I am Ximai less than two months old, do you think the child will be yours? ”

"Humph! Don't try to lie to me like this, your happy pulse ......"

"Does the prince really have so much confidence in me? Think I can do it to change the pulse? Duanmu Qing sneered and asked, "Master's medical skills are indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, I don't know if he himself can't do it, at least he didn't teach me this trick." ”

Han Lingyan's pupils suddenly constricted, and a pair of phoenix eyes stared at the woman in front of him like a falcon.

However, she was so calm that she didn't react except for a sneer on her lips.

"What you said is true?"

"Aren't you King Hao? Aren't you amazing? Even Emperor Dongli is at your mercy, you can go and check it! ”

Pouting sarcastically, Duanmu Qing shook off his hand to himself, walked to the table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Before the teacup was picked up, it was knocked down, and his wrist was firmly grasped: "You explain it to me clearly!" ”

"I've made it clear enough," Duanmu Qing looked him straight into the eyes, "I'm pregnant, two months, where is the prince at that time?" ”

"Say!" Suddenly dragging her up, Han Ling looked at her fiercely, "Whose is it?" ”

The heart suddenly throbbed, but the smile on his face became more and more obvious: "Anyway, it's not yours." ”

"Duanmu Qing, you are so bold!"

"The prince recognized the wrong person," Sometimes, there are some things that can't be said, and once they start, they can't control it, and they don't know what they say, "I'm Ji Ruyan." ”

"It's Han Yu, isn't it?!"

Han Yu is Meng Qing's name, and his expression is Meng Qing.

That place in his heart hurt even more, and he really believed it.

"This has nothing to do with the prince, I said, this child is not yours."

Her red lips spat out vicious words like a poisonous snake, enough to freeze her uncertain heart.

Whether she will change her pulse, of course he can find out, and at this time, she said this, it is clearly true, she really won't.

That means she's really pregnant.

This news made Han Ling's heart dull and wanted to beat someone.

Back to Dongli, he has changed too much, his mood is not good, and he seems to have gotten used to it.

However, at this time, he found that there was really no way to control his anger.

Han Yu, the one who was called the Immortal Lord by the Changjing woman!

At that time, at the conference of talented women, he suddenly appeared, got along with her skillfully, and helped her out of her embarrassing situation.

In Xianfu Palace, he was like a savior, blocking Jia Wenrou's criticism for her.

How can he not doubt?

What makes him even more worried is that this man's temperament is really like a person.

Zhao Yufeng.

The man who had appeared in her whispers several times.

He never found out what past they had between them, and he never found out why Duanmu Qing wanted people to kill him in the end.

However, Han Lingyan always knew that that man was different in her heart.

The gentle and elegant appearance is exactly the same as Meng Qing.

"Duanmu Qing, don't forget that you are my wife!" Han Ling grabbed his heart fiercely and said angrily.

"Hahahaha!" Duanmu Qing suddenly laughed and said mockingly, "Han Lingxi, you are enough, your wife?" Her name is Jia Wenrou! The granddaughter of the King of Hejian, who doesn't know the whole Dongli?! ”

"So what?" Without hearing the resentment between her words, Han Ling roared angrily, "You are my woman, you have been, and you always will be." ”

"Not now, and not anymore!"

Where would Duanmu Qing analyze Han Lingxi's words at this time, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many days exploded at this moment.

"You dare!"

Before the words fell, Duanmu Qing only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and then he was thrown directly on the bed.

Before he could react, a strong body bullied him.

"You ......"

Before he spoke, a cold waist was cold, and a big cold hand got into his clothes.

"Han Lingxi, you ......"

Duanmu Qing was shocked in his heart, and only then did he understand what had happened here.

But the man didn't give her a chance to speak, and immediately attacked her red lips and blocked everything she wanted to say.

There's no tenderness, it's just a domineering demand.

Duanmu Qing only felt that her lips were in pain, and the man's kissing skills were not clever, but they were terrifyingly fierce, and he kept gnawing on her lips.

Then he felt cold, only to realize that he was in the process of struggling, and he had skillfully unbuttoned his clothes.

Skilled?!

These two words made Duanmu Qing's whole person throb violently.

Whose clothes have you untied with these hands?

Suddenly came to mind the dialogue between Jia Wenrou and him that day in the corridor.

What about these lips? Who else have you kissed?

Thinking about it like this, the grievances came suddenly!

Suddenly, she bit his lip hard.

This time, it took a lot of effort.

The smell of blood suddenly spread, and Han Lingyan only felt a tingling sensation, and was stunned before he reacted, this woman dared to bite herself.

Thinking of the gentleness of that time, and her current resistance, the anger in my heart, which had subsided a little, suddenly rose again.

Let go of her lips, look at the woman under her with heavy ** eyes, and suddenly her body sank, and she directly merged with her.

A tearing pain struck from beneath him, spreading to all his limbs.

Duanmu Qing almost burst into tears in pain, but she could only bear it, in terms of physical strength, she would definitely not be an opponent.

All that was left in Han Lingyan's mind was the appearance of this woman entangled with other men in bed.

Such thoughts haunted him like a poisonous snake, and the anger in his heart ignited the mania in his body.

The kiss became more and more intense and dense, and it had to leave a bruise and purple mark on her body.

Duanmu Qing only felt like a shell without feelings.

The pain in the heart is a hundred times greater than the body.

How could her Han Lingxi become like this? How could he hurt her so roughly? How could he look at her so coldly?

What about the gentleness of the past? What about his forever smiling eyebrows? 638