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Chapter 1970 Lie Yan: On the road to Huangquan, how scared should I be?

"Tangtang, baby, mother is really wrong."

"Go back to your mother's side."

"Mother doesn't scold you, don't scold you, you won't run away angrily, and you won't leave so sad and hopeless."

As long as she thought that Tangtang was arguing with herself before she died, Murong Yan's internal organs would ache, she suffocated from the pain, and fainted from the pain.

"Tangtang, can you wake up?"

"Mother will make you little meatballs, and I will make a lot of little meatballs for you."

"There are also little sugar figurines. Mother will buy you a lot of little sugar figurines."

"Mother won't train you anymore, you can do whatever you want, eat whatever you want."

"Mother won't force you to take medicine anymore."

"Tangtang." Murong Yan cried out in pain, and knocked her head heavily on the dirt, her forehead was mixed with blood and mud, she shouted heartbreakingly: "Baby, Mom hasn't taken you out to play yet, Mother hasn't seen you getting married yet, and mother bought you a new dress, which you haven't worn yet."

"Do you know how much Mother loves you?" Murong Yan hugged the cold tombstone: "You left Mother like this, do you want Mother to die of pain? Mother is wrong, she shouldn't be separated from you, shouldn't be send you out."

Dugulie shed tears silently, his handsome face was full of grief, he hugged Murongyan: "Yan'er, your body is not yet..."

"Get lost!" Murong Yan frantically pushed him away, grabbed his lapel with both hands and shook desperately: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, why didn't you kill Ban Xia early, why? Why didn't you listen to me! Why don't you believe me? Ah, Dugulie, you killed Tangtang, I hate you, I hate you, your Jianghu, your pinellia, your Dugu faction, your brothers are not as good as mine Tangtang, nothing compares to giving Tangtang a happy home! Why do you want to grab Tangtang from me, why can't you take a step back! Dugulie, I hate you, I hate you!"

Dugulie knelt in front of her, let her vent, let her beat and abuse, his eyes were red, tears kept streaming, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry, Yan'er, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Tangtang."

"What's the use of saying sorry, what's the use of it!" Murong Yan was heartbroken: "Can I get my Tangtang back by saying sorry? She is only five years old, but what happened to her? How scared should she be, what should she do?" How helpless!"

"Do you know?" Murong Yan cried loudly, she stood up staggeringly, looking at the cemetery with warm spring and beautiful scenery, she sneered: "Tangtang is gone, what's the use of burying her in such a beautiful place .”

She plucked those yingyingyanyan flowers and plants with her bare hands: "It's useless at all, she can't run among the flowers and catch butterflies, she can't pick beautiful little flowers for me to wear on my head, she can't grow up happily... "

"What's the point of me being alive?" Murong Yan raised her hand and slapped herself fiercely: "I should go and accompany Tangtang, on the way to Huangquan, how scared she must be alone."

"Yan'er." Dugulie was terrified by her words, and rushed up to hug her: "Yan'er, you can't let it go, you still have our child in your womb, what will he do if you die? What will he do? I haven’t come to this world to see it.”

Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, her empty eyes looked at the gray sky in despair, and she murmured: "Yes, there is one more."

She can't let her flesh and blood die anymore, so she will go to Tangtang after giving birth to this one in her stomach.

(End of this chapter)