Chapter 671: My Child, Why Should You Give It to Someone Else?
Bang.
The little bit of consciousness in my mind completely dissipated.
[I'll try to pretend to show you as much as I can.] γ
Feign?
Who wants her to pretend!
This is even more cruel than her direct refusal to say that she can't do it.
Quan tilted his eyes and dragged her up.
Xia Fanyin's face changed slightly, "What are you doing?" β
"I want to eat what you cooked."
"You're sick!"
"I want to eat."
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She couldn't hold back for a moment, "Quan Qianjiu, there are so many imperial chefs waiting for you in the palace, you have to bother a pregnant woman to cook for you?" β
The man's thin lips pursed and he sneered, "I'm going to be the obedient one nowβlet's go, cook for me." β
This time it was Xia Fanyin's turn to turn pale.
She was forcibly dragged into the kitchen by him, and the chefs withdrew one by one.
Xia Fanyin had a cold face, staring at him fiercely when chopping meat, as if he had chopped him up and fed it to the dogs.
It's the thing she can't wait to chop up, and she has to hold her from behind, so that she can't even live when she is chopping vegetables and stir-frying.
After a few dishes, it took several times as long as usual.
She was too tired to do it, but Quan Qianjiu seemed to be very satisfied.
Oh, of course this idiot was happy - she was doing it from start to finish, and he was in charge of the backfire.
When he was done, he didn't let her eat, and all the dishes went into his mouth, and he took her back to continue eating her unfinished breakfast.
Xia Fanyin didn't even bother to roll his eyes to him.
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The days passed like this, and Xia Fanyin's belly grew bigger little by little.
In the blink of an eye, summer is almost over, and autumn is gradually approaching, and she is seven months pregnant.
She would quarrel with him at first, and when she lost her temper, she even splashed the dinner soup directly on his face in front of a group of subordinates, and the next day it spread throughout the palace, making His Majesty the Emperor, who was known for his cold face and black face, lose face.
But gradually, she didn't bother to deal with him, she didn't bother to mess with him anymore, and gradually became the "obedient" she in her own mouth.
The more gentle, the more delicate.
But she has no temper at all, so that Quan Tianjiu wakes up every day, and feels even more desolate and empty in her heart.
Felt......
She seemed to be a little farther away from herself.
No matter how tightly he hugged her, no matter how obedient her smile was, the smile that didn't reach the bottom of his eyes made him shiver.
He even began to have some ridiculous thoughts from time to time - if he hadn't made such a choice in the first place.
But similar thoughts have just arisen, and they will be forced to suppress again.
He won't regret it.
"Tilt the power to the nine."
The man holding the cinnabar pen to review the folds heard this, his movements paused slightly, and he looked at the woman who was reading the story and miscellaneously walked towards him, his eyes softened unconsciously, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold her into his arms, "What's wrong?" β
"I'd like to talk to you about the child."
She tilted her head and looked down at him, "When I give birth to the child, can you send him to Xiliang and hand him over to my master and father?" β
Kwon Tianjiu's action of trying to pull her to her lap froze.
The Adam's apple rolled several times before he slowly looked up at him, his handsome face covered with the frost he hadn't seen for a long time, "What did you say?" β
She was stunned, "Don't worry, you don't need to go in person, just let Fuchen or other reliable guards go." β
The man's face became even more gloomy, and he pulled her down at once, and said in a vicious voice: "My child, why do you want to give it to others? β
Ha?
Xia Fanyin sneered, "Are you kidding me? β
The man's thin lips pursed into a cold straight line, his eyes were quenched with ice, and his tone was even more unkind, "Do I look like I'm joking?" β
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