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Liang Bozhao held her slender shoulder, his dark eyes were like fire, and he shouted at Ning Xiang; "The child is dead, are you going to be uncomfortable for the rest of your life?"

Ning Xiang looked at her husband's face full of anger, she moved her lips, but she couldn't spit out a word.

Everyone can be the child who never came, but only her, she can't. Just because she is a mother, it is a child who is connected to her flesh and blood.

Ning Xiang bit her lip and forced back the tears in her eyes, she looked at the man in front of her with bright eyes, she knew that Liang Bozhao's heart was very big, it contained the family and the country, the people of Limin, and the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang, and the child in his heart, which only occupied a small area, but her heart was very small, so small that the heart only had her father-in-law and her own children.

The child is gone, as if someone has torn half of her heart off, dripping blood all the time, this taste, Liang Bozhao will never understand, when the child just died, Liang Bozhao will naturally be sad and sad, but it won't be long before he can leave this matter behind, and he can even order someone to burn all the child's things, when the child has never come.

But the incense cannot. She had also tried to avoid things about the child, and she didn't even dare to mention it, but her mother's heart would always be out of her control, and the heart-rending pain, even if she used all her strength, would still come out and tear her heart to pieces.

Such a small child, a lonely child, even if he goes to the underworld, who can care about his food, who can care about his clothes, who will pity him when he is hungry, who will hurt when he is frozen, Ning Xiang doesn't even dare to tell her husband, she often hears the child's cry in her dreams, and she twists the mother's heart one by one, so that she can only cry with the child in her dreams, and when she wakes up, she has to suppress those bitterness, pretend to be nothing, and even have to smile at her husband.

This kind of life is really too hard. It's too tiring too.

Ning Xiang looked at the pair of tiger head shoes that were thrown into the furnace by the man, and only felt that her heart was burned to ashes like those shoes.

Seeing that Ning Xiang was silent, Liang Bozhao hooked her jaw and forced her to look at herself, Ning Xiang's sharp white face was bloodless, and her eyes were also foggy, Liang Bozhao was distressed like a needle prick, and only said in a low voice; "For the sake of this child, you don't even want your own life?"

Ning Xiang shook her head, and it took a lot of strength before she whispered; "Xianggong, you can send me back to Beijing."

Liang Bozhao's eyes tightened, he looked at Ning Xiang for a long time before he said; "You want to go back to Beijing?"

"I'm here, and I'm just going to drag him down. I won't do anything, I will only let Xianggong distract and take care of me, and when I return to Beijing, Xianggong will be able to fight with peace of mind. Ning Xiang's voice was subtle, and he didn't have any strength, but it was like a thousand catties, smashing on Liang Bozhao's heart.

The war was imminent, and the man had intended to send Ning Xiang back to the capital, but when he heard that she said that she was going to leave him, Liang Bozhao's heart still sank, he stared at his wife's eyes, Ning Xiang's eyes were still foggy, and he didn't have any look, but he was not sad and reluctant.

She was never like this.

Every time she separated before, her eyes were full of attachment when she looked at her, as if no matter where he went, she wished she could go with her, and she had never left her without nostalgia like now.

Liang Bozhao withdrew his hand.

Ning Xiang was a little dizzy, she couldn't help but take two steps back, her back was against the corner of the table, there was a sharp pain, but she didn't realize it, she looked at her husband in front of her, looked at his heroic eyebrows, high nose bridge, angular lips, the more she looked at it, the more sad she became, gradually, her vision became blurred by tears, as long as she thought of leaving him, a heart was torn apart, she didn't dare to look at him anymore, only lowered her eyes, her little hands clutched the corner of the table tightly, and her breath was full of bitterness.

After all, she is only a lark, and she will never be able to stand side by side with the eagle.

Liang Bozhao's voice was low, revealing a faint coldness and hardness, and he said word by word; "Okay, since you want to leave, I'll send someone to send you back to Beijing tomorrow."

After saying this, Liang Bozhao turned around and left. But when he approached the tent, Shengsheng stopped.

He stood there with his back to Ning Xiang, his tall body was straight, his back was straight, he stood motionless, his eyes and face twitching slightly, obviously moving his anger. He clenched his fists, his dark eyes were as deep as a pool, and he was just about to take a step, leaving the tent without looking back, but that step could not be crossed no matter what.

After all, it is inseparable, can't let go, can't be reluctant.

Liang Bozhao closed his eyes, trying his best to suppress the anger in his eyes, he turned around, strode up to Ning Xiang, grabbed her shoulders, and almost roared; "Dong Ningxiang, what do you want?"

Ning Xiang's tears swirled in her eyes, her lips trembled, as soon as she said the word "I", she felt a tightness around her waist, it turned out that her waist had been buckled by a man, Liang Bozhao took her into his arms, leaned down, and sealed her lips almost fiercely, not giving her a chance to speak.

His strength was so great, he couldn't wait to crush the villain in his arms, Ning Xiang couldn't breathe, only a whimper remained, Liang Bozhao tightly wrapped her body, so that she couldn't move, so she could only let him ask for it.

I don't know how long it has been, Ning Xiang's throat let out a shallow moan, it was Liang Bozhao who bit her lip, and she almost cried in pain.

Liang Bozhao finally let go of her.

His dark eyes are as deep as the sea, and his rough fingers are caressing the lips of Ning Xiang, because of his own sucking and biting, Ning Xiang's stamen-like lips are slightly swollen, and because of the congestion, it looks even more delicate.

Ning Xiang gasped, and was kissed by the man, which only made her unable to come back to her senses for a long time, Liang Bozhao stroked her little face, and finally sighed slightly, and hugged her in his arms.

"Xiang'er," the man whispered, his voice deep and with a hint of self-deprecation, and spat out a sentence; "You're going to drive me crazy."

Ning Xiang gradually came back to her senses, and when she heard Liang Bozhao's words, her heart suddenly became sour, her tears flowed, and she finally let go of the knot in her heart, and stretched out her hand to hug her husband's body back.

"Xianggong..."Ning Xiang just shouted these two words, and the tears just fell down.

Liang Bozhao hugged her tighter and tighter, heard her cry, just wiped away the tears for her, he kissed his wife's forehead, helpless and pity; "I'm too embarrassed to cry when you're petty?"

Ning Xiang sobbed, lifted a little face with pear blossoms and rain from her husband's arms, and opened her mouth intermittently to Liang Bozhao; "I don't have a small temperament with Xianggong, I really want to go back to Beijing, I don't know how to do it, I know Xianggong doesn't like cowardly women, I also know that I don't deserve Xianggong, Xianggong said that I want to be strong, but I, I can't do it, I want children, I can't let go of children...."

Liang Bozhao shook his head; "Mother and son are connected, why did I let you let go of the child, I made you strong, I was strong for me, don't hurt your body for the sake of the child, do you understand?"

"Xianggong hasn't come to see me for a long time, I... I know..."Ning Xiang was incoherent, almost not knowing what she was saying.

Liang Bozhao frowned, picked up her little face, and said helplessly; "What do you know? Know I'm tired of you and don't want to come and see you? ”

Ning Xiang's heart was sour and she couldn't speak.

Liang Bozhao really couldn't do anything with her, so he just sat down on the chair and hugged her in his arms, his gesture was gentle, and he was very careful to hook off the tears on her cheeks, word by word; "If I don't come to see you, it's not that I don't want to see it, but I don't dare to see it."

Ning Xiang opened her eyes and looked at him puzzled.

Liang Bozhao's eyes were deep, looking at Ning Xiang's face, and slowly spit out a sentence; "Every time I come to see you, my heart hurts."

Ning Xiang's heart was astringent, and there seemed to be something blocking her throat, making her speechless.

Liang Bozhao took her hand and continued; "I am entangled in everything, I can't accompany you every day, let alone comfort you, pity you, be my woman, you must be strong."

Ning Xiang's body trembled, and she looked at Liang Bozhao's eyes, as if only at this time did she understand the man's painstaking efforts.

Liang Bozhao put her little hand to his lips, and he was silent for a moment before he said; "Xiang'er, we will have a lot of wind and rain in the future, I will do my best to protect you behind me, you don't have to do anything, just one point, take care of your body, can you do it?"

Ning Xiang's heart shook, remembering that these days she was blindly indulging in the pain of losing her child, her body was reduced day by day, and she washed her face with tears every night, and she couldn't even take care of Liang Bozhao.

It turned out that his requirements for himself were so low, so low that she didn't have to do anything, just take care of her body, but she couldn't even do this most ordinary thing for him.

Ning Xiang buried her face in Liang Bozhao's chest, stretched out her slender arm and wrapped it around her husband's neck, her eyes were filled with tears, she didn't say anything, only nodded.

Liang Bozhao's eyebrows were soothed, he stroked his wife's hair, looked at Ning Xiang's thin little face, the man's dark eyes were full of deep pity, he leaned over and gave a kiss on Ning Xiang's cheek, and whispered; "When you take care of your body, we will have another child."

Ning Xiang let out a soft "um", and a small line of tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, she reached out and wiped them away, only to Liang Bozhao; "I will take good care of myself, take care of my body, and have children with my husband."

Liang Bozhao heard her say this, a little smile appeared on his face, he nodded, and only said one word; "Okay."

Ning Xiang looked at the tenderness between his eyebrows, her heart became very soft, she quietly stood up, put her forehead against his, Liang Bozhao clasped her slender waist and hugged her whole.