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The only thing he wanted was to come back, no matter how it should be.

Fu Qingran squinted at the blood stains on his sleeves and the blood on his chest, which was like a resignation.

"It's getting dark this day, if the prince wants to throw me back to the palace, it's best to do it as soon as possible.

It's hard to walk at night. ”

Then, Fu Qingran was really forcibly taken away.

When leaving, Fu Qingran looked at his father, his face was full of smiles, and teased, "Dad, your wish has come true, I followed King Jing to enjoy the blessings!" ”

Xuan Pinghou looked at her smiling face, and didn't realize that there was anything wrong, after all, his family was dyed, and any emotion would be shown on his face.

This is the ultimate joy, and then, I was quite happy in my heart, so I almost let the subordinates in the Hou Mansion send Fu Qingran and Rong Jingshen away.

But what he didn't know was that in the past two years, Fu Qingran had already learned to wear a mask in front of people.

The mask was light and disembodied, but it was a good way to hide the mixed feelings in his heart.

Even if the bottom of his heart is full of holes, he will definitely not let others see it.

It will not let the loved ones worry about their own situation.

on the carriage.

It's snowing outside again.

There was no trace of strange expression on the man's gentle face, as if he was tired of talking to others, while Fu Qingran lifted the curtain with great interest.

Looking out the window at the snowflakes.

Ah, it's so beautiful, she thought in her heart, but her eyes were involuntarily attracted by a man, to be precise, not attracted.

Because the man stood there too abruptly, by the courtyard wall, his eyes were level ahead, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A thin layer of snow had piled up on his shoulders, but he still stood there, like a sculpture.

It's Gu Lingchen.

Sure enough, I still want to go to great lengths to get her to kill the child.

She suddenly lost any interest, and simply lowered the curtain.

Sit back on the mattress, it is true that let Gu Lingchen beat the child, and then tell him that the child is actually his species.

Letting him kill his own biological child with his own hands is indeed quite retaliatory.

But..... She had already lost a child.

The one in the womb is the second child of her and Gu Lingchen, no, it is just her own child.

The man took in her desperate face and smiled faintly, "You seem very unhappy to see him." ”

What could she be happy about?

Seeing a man I hate the most.

"Aren't you going to give me to him—won't the carriage stop?"

The carriage had been moving at a pace that was neither fast nor slow, and she couldn't even guess what was going on in the mind of the overly handsome man in front of her.

But Rong Jingshen didn't answer her question, and her gloomy gaze suddenly fell on her slightly convex lower abdomen, in fact, it shouldn't be noticeable that the bulge was this month.

But Fu Qingran, like Chu Xi, belongs to the kind with very slender bones and very slender.

So once there is meat somewhere, it will be more obvious.

"Whose child is it?"

Fu Qingran put his hand on the stove and roasted it for a while, and when he heard his unusually serious words, he laughed, "It's not yours anyway."

Who do you care? ”

"Is it Dust's?"

"Not his."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the wheels rubbed against the ground to make an extremely harsh sound, which should have been forced to stop.

Because, there is a great force that pushes Fu Qingran forward.

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