Lord Regent is cute

Chapter 168 Wrong
She always wanted a baby...

How could he let there be a child between them that shouldn't exist.

He secretly prescribed the medicine, and when the doctor told her that she would not be able to conceive in this life, he could only look away when he saw the ashen-colored face.

But what did that woman do with Shen Wanqian, she sent a maid to his bed.Is this a proof of her generosity or is she taking him for something!
He was very angry, very angry.

Since she is generous, how can he live up to their wishes.Knowing that she was outside, he intentionally made a louder noise... He didn't know why he was angry, or why he acted like this, but he couldn't help the fire in his heart.

One month later, looking at her who was so skinny, the fire slowly subsided.

When the doctor told him that she was pregnant, and seeing her excited and happy, he was asking how could it be possible...

God, is this a joke to him? !

This child cannot be kept, but when the doctor stated that her body is not easy to conceive, a slight mistake would kill two people.

He has been waiting, waiting for her to get better, working, waiting until she gives birth, looking at the crying baby, that is his son, a feeling of wetness surges in his heart, and then when he closes his eyes, he will remember That night, thinking of the blood spurted out by the nanny when she was pierced in the chest, I still remember the warm feeling to this day.

He put his anger on Shen Wanqian and increased the weight. He was already terminally ill, and soon went to the underworld to confess to his parents.

In front of the outside world, he is a good person, only he knows how much he hates himself and everything about himself.

When he looked at the person with a charming smile in the past, who should have been blooming in the sun, but now lay dying on the bed, his heart felt as if someone was tightly grasping him, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

If you don't look at her, don't miss her, don't inquire about her, your heart won't hurt...

From visiting once every two days, to once every two weeks, to once every few months, I used my busyness to numb myself, telling myself that I never cared about her.She is the daughter of the enemy, the daughter of the enemy who killed 130 members of the Gu family.

It wasn't until she left that he realized what he had lost.

When he was in despair, someone came to me and told me that you have found the wrong person for revenge.

wrong?How could it be wrong?

How is it possible for what he has always believed in...

In the face of countless evidences, he realized that he was really wrong, outrageously wrong, ridiculously wrong, so wrong that he wanted to cut himself into pieces.

Looking back, what he did to the Shen family and what he did to Qianqian.

He wanted to repent, to forgive, but they were no longer there.

Gu Wenhao was kneeling outside the courtyard, Mu Yunyi looked at Shen Qianqian who was busy in the room, with a slight smile on his lips, and asked softly: "You really don't intend to forgive him."

Shen Qianqian stopped what she was doing, paused for a while, and then said: "It's broken, it's broken. It's good to live alone like this now."

Mu Yunyi didn't speak anymore, watching her rushing in and out, she sighed inwardly.If you really broke it and let him go completely, how could you be so confused and use labor to numb that heart.

"I am leaving."

Shen Qianqian hugged Mu Yunyi, "Thank you for giving me a chance to be reborn."

Although this girl is the mother of a child, she is still a child in her early twenties.

Mu Yunyi patted her back and slowly walked out of the valley. When she was about to walk out of the valley, Shen Qianqian's voice came from behind her.

"Remember to come here when you have time."

Mu Yunyi didn't look back, only heard a low murmur, drifting away with the wind.

"As long as there is a chance."

　囧, this story is very old-fashioned, but, Mo Mo likes this kind of old-fashioned story...I always wanted to write it, but I didn't like to write it as a main text, so I could only write it as a short story.

　　
　
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