Chapter 488: Choosing to Let Go Because of Deep Love (1)

Lin Shaowan was stunned and stunned, and it took a few seconds to realize the fact that she was pregnant, and raised her head to look at Qiong Ran.

Qiong Ran nodded slightly and sent the imperial doctor out.

Lin Shaowan lowered his head and looked at his abdomen that had not yet bulged, and smiled bitterly, this child really didn't come at the right time.

Just when he was a little stunned, Qiong Ran had already come back and walked up to Lin Shaowan and whispered, "Your Highness, it's done." ”

Lin Shaowan nodded, knowing that the imperial doctor had been disposed of by Qiong Ran.

Qiong Ran has been by his side for many years, and his fast, accurate and ruthless style is inevitably tainted when he does things.

Qiong Ran lowered her head and her eyes fell on his abdomen, wondering whether to say it or not.

"Your Highness...... This kid ......"

"Prepare me a milk fruit sapling."

"Ah......h

Qiong Ran was stunned, but she still prepared milk fruit saplings according to Lin Shaowan's instructions, and at the same time sent someone to notify Lin Qizhu to persuade Lin Shaowan.

It took a few hours to find milk fruit saplings in the palace and transplant them to Lin Shaowan's bedroom.

"Your Highness, you have to think twice!" Qiong Ran followed Lin Shaowan's side all the way, and was a little anxious to persuade Lin Shaowan not to plant milk fruit trees.

"She's already gone, why do you take such a big risk for this child, Your Highness!"

Lin Shaowan stopped, looked back at Qiong Ran's eyes and became extremely cold.

Qiong Ran was suddenly shocked by this terrifying momentum, and it was the first time she had seen him angry with herself in the many years she had been by his side.

Lin Shaowan walked quickly to the courtyard, the milk fruit sapling was about the size of a palm, and a few green leaves were waving in the wind, but they looked a little wilted.

Milk fruit seedlings are not cultivated and cannot be cultivated, so they can only be left to grow in the wild, grow at sunrise and wither at sunset, and the end of life is only one day.

It needs to be irrigated with a large amount of pregnant man's blood before it withers, and every month thereafter until the child grows.

At this time, the milk fruit tree also ripens and produces milky white fruits, and when the fruits are opened, they are natural milk.

When a child is weaned, it is when the milk fruit tree withers, turning into a handful of dust and burying it in the sand.

There are also some pregnant women who are not very good and cannot withstand a large amount of blood loss, and choose not to grow their own, but to buy other people's.

Because the milk fruit tree contributes more blood, the more fruit it grows, but its own blood is always more suitable for your children than other people's.

Lin Shaowan stretched out his arm that was as smooth as jade, took out the treasure knife he was carrying, and slashed it at his wrist without hesitation.

For a moment, the blood flowed like an infusion, and he frowned in pain, looking at the milk fruit sapling on the ground after absorbing his own blood, it was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a rare shallow smile appeared on his lips

"Brother Huang, are you crazy!" Lin Qizhu ran over angrily, as soon as he got the letter, he hurried over, but he didn't expect it to be late.

Grabbing his bleeding wrist, he tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it around his wound.

"Brother Huang, she is gone and doesn't want you, why do you have to give birth to this child for her!"

Lin Shaowan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Qiong Ran behind her, her eyes were a few degrees colder, and she groaned: "Are you my henchman or someone else's henchman!" ”

"Brother Huang, don't blame Qiong Ran, Qiong Ran is also for your good." Lin Qizhu looked at his wrist uncomfortably, and Yin Yin's blood was already oozing from the strip of cloth that had just been wrapped.

"Brother Huang is now your critical moment, do you really have to do anything for this child?"

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