The faint voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear it clearly.

Mo Nanchen suddenly looked up at An Ruqing, his thin lips slightly revealing shock, and his dark eyes were full of disbelief.

Qing'er hated Mo Yuan, he couldn't be clearer, and Qing'er definitely wouldn't completely change her opinion of Mo Yuan because of Mo Yuan's amnesia.

Now, Mo Yuan invited her to live in a small house, but she actually agreed......

Mo Nanchen couldn't figure this out, and his handsome face was full of confusion and surprise.

"Qing'er...... If you don't want to go, no one will force you to go, you can rest assured that you can stay in the palace and recuperate. ”

After being silent for a long time, Mo Nanchen couldn't help but step forward, he looked at An Ruqing, who had never dared to look up at him, and the weirdness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Before he went to the palace today, Qing'er's attitude towards himself was still very normal.

But why didn't she look at herself after she came out of the burning room?

Mo Nan Chen's eyebrows gradually wrinkled, he quickly stepped forward and squatted in front of An Ruqing, his voice was a little softer: "Qing'er, listen to me, I know that you were frightened by the fire just now, but if you want to relax, I can take you to other places to relax." ”

As he spoke, Jun's face turned anxious.

Mo Yuan listened to his slightly impatient words, and couldn't help but sneer coldly: "Uncle Huang, An Ruqing said that she was going to live for a while, so don't guide her to refuse." ”

"Speaking of which, An Ruqing is a girl's family, and she is not really married to you, but you let the people below call her the princess, isn't this directly framing her in this identity?"

Mo Yuan hooked his lips and smiled, the smile in his dark eyes was cold, he approached Mo Nanchen and looked at him squatting condescendingly: "Uncle Huang, you are really selfish when you do this, you shouldn't have asked An Ruqing what she thought from beginning to end, right?" ”

Mo Nanchen looked stunned, and subconsciously looked at An Ruqing, but saw her evasive eyes.

Could it be that in Qing'er's heart, is it really the same as what Mo Yuan said......

Mo Nanchen pulled his lips and smiled bitterly, he slowly supported his body to stand up straight, and sour helplessness surged into his heart like a tide.

An Ruqing caught a glimpse of Mo Nanchen's expression, she pinched her palm hard, and when the pain swept in, she forced herself to calm down.

As soon as I calmed down, I remembered everything I had found in the secret room.

An Ruqing's heart was infected with pain again, her dark pupils kept trembling, she clenched her teeth tightly, as if begging: "I need to rest, you all leave." ”

The emperor frowned at all this, and his cloudy eyes kept lingering on Mo Nanchen and Mo Yuan.

After a few moments, he spoke up and led the group away.

The room returned to calm, An Ruqing lay up straight, she quietly looked at the top of the bed, and her dark eyes became warmer and warmer.

A hazy mist appears in front of the eyes, making it impossible to see everything in front of them.

She scratched at her hair in pain, and the image that came to her mind could not be dispelled.

Everything she saw in the secret room was like a time bomb, constantly circling in An Ruqing's head, making it difficult for her to forget.

Time passed minute by minute, An Ruqing's pain did not subside by half a minute, and she still smiled bitterly.

If she hadn't trusted Mo Nanchen too much at the beginning, how could she have given Mo Nanchen a chance.

But then again, under the premise that Mo Nanchen was so good to her, he approached her with a purpose.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of Minghui, and her expression was stunned.

If everything Mo Nanchen said was to deceive her, then Minghui's missing right arm couldn't be a bitter ploy that he finally made in order to win her trust, right?

If so, it would be too much to avoid losses.

Minghui is Mo Nanchen's close guard, and his existence is equivalent to a life amulet, if he doesn't have a hand, then this life amulet will be completely a piece of waste paper.

Will Mo Nanchen really withstand so much pressure to let Minghui deceive himself with bitter tricks?

An Ruqing's expression was dazed for a moment, she really couldn't figure it out, but she soon realized that in her heart, she was still saying good things for Mo Nanchen.

"Huh...... The stupidest and stupidest woman in the world is me, right? ”

An Ruqing laughed at herself, laughed at herself, and struggled in her heart, and finally thought that Minghui was the bitter ploy arranged by Mo Nanchen to win her trust.

Now that I am thinking about the past, everything has become clear and everything has become smooth.

An Ruqing smiled bitterly and closed her eyes, but as soon as she closed her eyes, the things that were mixed up in her mind began to echo again, making her miserable.

It was late at night, and the wind was constantly blowing outside the window.

Half-asleep and half-awake, An Ruqing's eyes seemed to be sleepy and tightly closed, her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she couldn't open her eyes.

In the dream, there seemed to be a person who walked into the room, accompanied by a strong pungent breath, which made him retching after smelling it, and there was also a burst of pain in the lower abdomen covered by the thin quilt, but the less thoughts he felt, the farther away.

The next morning, the woman on the bed was extremely pale, a pair of plain hands grabbed the quilt hard, and after the closed eyelashes trembled for a few minutes, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"Princess, are you awake?" Xiao Ying, who was guarding the door, heard the movement and hurriedly walked in.

An Ruqing looked stunned, looking into the distance with a blank look, but there was a bit of horror in her eyes.

It seemed like she had a nightmare last night, and the dream swept over, and she wanted to wake up but couldn't.

She took a big breath and took a long time to calm down, and when she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, she saw the thick blood under her, her dark pupils trembled in shock, and her lower abdomen began to throb like pins and needles.

Xiao Ying followed An Ruqing's gaze, and when she saw her bleeding from her lower body, her eyes were terrified: "Princess...... How did you bleed! ”

She screamed in horror and panic, and her face couldn't stop worrying.

An Ruqing's thoughts were interrupted, and the whole person sat in a daze as if she was scared stupid, she looked at the pool of blood, and her face became more and more pale.

When Xiao Ying came back to her senses, she hurriedly left, and when she came back, she had already brought a Lang Zhong.

Lang Zhong put his three fingers on An Ruqing's wrist, he closed his eyes slightly to check the pulse, asked a few more questions, and finally sighed: "This lady's body is a little weak, and the child in her womb has not been saved. ”

Saying that, Lang Zhong shook his head regretfully, and said a bunch of good things that children would have, but An Ruqing never listened to these words again.

She already knows how to heal, and she has a medical space, and when Lang Zhong said that she had a miscarriage, although she didn't use the medical space, she already believed Lang Zhong's words.

The symptoms at the moment are exactly the same as those of a miscarriage.

The saddest thing about people often becomes much clearer again, and she couldn't help but think back to last night, in the dead of night, when she began to throb her lower abdomen after smelling a pungent smell, when she seemed to vaguely see a man coming in.

In the palace, there was no one else in the palace who could enter her room so boldly except Mo Nanchen.

An Ruqing stupidly raised her hand to caress her throbbing lower abdomen, and suddenly pulled her lips and smiled bitterly, her eyes became warm, and clear tears hung on her eyelashes.

She never expected that Mo Nanchen would just calculate her, and now she didn't even want the two of them to have a child before she was born......

"Princess......?" Xiao Ying looked at her worriedly.

An Ruqing smiled bitterly, tears fell one after another, Mo Nanchen said on his lips that he wanted to be an idle prince, and he must also yearn for the throne in his heart, right?

For the sake of the throne, and I was afraid that she would become an obstacle, but now I don't even pretend......

Either way, or not......

After all, she's just stupid......

"Xiao Ying...... You send Lang Zhong away. ”

An Ruqing opened her lips, and her voice became hoarse.

After Xiaoying simply left, she quickly packed herself up and opened the door from the back door of the palace and left.