Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 669 The pit is 127 meters deep (1)
"Aborted baby?"

Mo Jiu asked back as if she was panting.

In the silent courtyard, she was the only one who spoke.

The remaining three were all silent.

After a short period of silence, seeing Peng Xin's paler face and that faint sneer, Mo Jiu knew that with her stubborn temper, she would rather die than accept any of Song Ao's conditions.

Moreover, for a mother who once lost a child, it must be more difficult than killing her own child.

"My lord—"

Peng Xin finally spoke.

It can be as simple as two words, but it is like a thousand catties.

She turned her head slowly, stared at Song Ao's handsome face, and said slowly: "I once looked for you in the wintersweet garden in Linyun Villa. I wonder if the prince remembers what happened that day?"

chap!
Mo Jiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This mystery has been in her mind for a long time.It was something she always wanted to ask Peng Xin, but always forgot to ask.Especially judging from Song Ao's appearance, he clearly didn't know Peng Xin before, so why did Peng Xin ask him for a private talk?Now that the two of them are still having a relationship, could it be that there is something else hidden?
She pricked up her ears, for fear of missing a word.

Peng Xin was very indifferent, as if he was telling a story about someone else, ignoring Song Ao who was also listening, and said in a low voice: "When I was looking for the prince, I said that you and an old friend of mine look like..." After thinking about it for a while, she finally repeated what she said that day, and also used the words she used that day, "It's very similar."

Mo Jiu was shocked again.

No wonder Peng Xin looked for him...

But who is the person who looks like Song Ao?

Could it be that he is also the son and grandson of the royal family?
Peng Xin said again: "But there is one more thing, I have never told the little prince clearly."

After a moment's pause, it seemed difficult for her to speak.

For an unmarried girl, such a thing is indeed difficult.

Looking at a corner of the courtyard wall, she pondered for a while and said: "That old man is not just an old man, I have loved him, very much, very much in love. When he left my village, he promised me that when he returns to Lin'an, he will settle the matter. If it is done well, he will definitely come back to marry me, and take me to Lin'an to see his hometown and his relatives...

After he left, I was pregnant with his child, but I waited and waited, but he didn't come.One year, two years, three years, the baby will be able to walk and call his mother, but he has not come back.Our child also died of illness.... "

Speaking of the word "gone", the corners of her eyes flickered.

It seems calm, but when you look carefully, there are tears clearly.

Mo Jiu has never been a mother, but she has been a mother's daughter.

The person who loves children the most in this world is the mother, and losing a child is a fatal blow to a mother... Peng Xin's heart-wrenching pain can be imagined.

Peng Xin's tears didn't fall, and she didn't wipe her eyes, she just still stared at the corner of the wall, and said nonchalantly: "I came to An, I wanted to look for him, but I have been looking for him for several months, but there is no news... I don't know why he broke his promise, and I don't know whether he is alive or dead, but I'm afraid I won't be able to see him in this life. And this child..."

She stroked her belly suddenly.

He looked at Song Ao with a begging look.

"My lord, just take pity on a mother who has lost her child, how about rewarding him?"

Mo Jiu had never seen such a look in Peng Xin's eyes.

Humble, insignificant, willing to exchange the whole world.

(End of this chapter)