The porcelain is broken.

It's all broken.

Lu Yeming's eyes fell on it, and the deep pupils contracted in bursts.

It seems that a big palm gripped his heart hard, so that he couldn't breathe. Every breath he took was painful.

My heart hurts.

It really hurts.

The throat suddenly became fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood filled the mouth.

This deja vu made Lu Yeming stunned for a few seconds. Then he rolled his throat and swallowed the blood.

Jun Xiqing stopped looking at him, turned and left.

She's gone.

I am leaving.

Lu Yeming looked at her disappearing shadow and felt empty. It seemed that someone had taken the most important thing in his life.

He pulled out his legs and chased out.

……

Outside, Jun Xiqing took a few steps, and someone caught up with her and hugged her.

Lu Yeming tightly hooped her slender body with two healthy arms and buried his head in her hair. He closed his eyes and gasped, apologizing again and again, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry Qingqing... I shouldn't have hit you... Shall I call you back?"

"Well, let's not mention our son again... It doesn't matter if you don't love him. I just love him... He is my first child, and no one can replace him in my heart..."

"What do you think I should do to you... Qingqing, what do you think I should do with you..."

Jun Xiqing struggled hard, turned around, kicked him with both hands and feet, and her white and flexible eyes became red. "Lu Yeming, get away, don't touch me! Why didn't you think of leaving a way back for you and me when you forced my brother to make a birthday sacrifice? Now you pretend to show who you are like this, get away, and don't appear in my life again!"

Lu Yeming's wound was torn again, and the blood inside dyed his clean white shirt red.

The handsome and exquisite outline began to turn white. His blood red eyes were surging, deep, sudden pain, in vain. When he looked carefully, it seemed that there was nothing.

"Miss Jun, you..."

The Vatican rushed forward and he wanted to tell her what had happened for 26 years. Jiuyou in her heart was not a fairyland on earth at all. Greed and power had already polluted it. It was the people of Jiuyou who first betrayed their faith and poisoned his lord!

The Lord is the king of a country. He is the common people in the world. What Jiuyou planned 26 years ago was the foundation of country a!

She is innocent, and Dongfang Yu is innocent. How innocent is the Lord who was still in his infancy 26 years ago?

They are not ordinary people. They are all kings, princes and dignitaries. They are the delicate daughters of heaven. If they want to wear a crown, they will be weighed by it.

The Lord is in such a high position, and every decision is related to the country. Is it because Dongfang Yu is her brother that she can deny that Dongfang Yu is still the son of Jiuyou? She wants to go back to Jiuyou. She knows that once she goes back, she will become a political enemy with the Lord. The Lord is reluctant to let go of her hand and has never been willing to let go.

She couldn't see through the deep eyes of the Lord.

The Lord has never changed. The Lord is deep, cold, Rui, Bo Hua and Xi. He is a good Lord, but he is still the Lord who jumped down after her falling off the cliff three years ago!

Now, why should she talk about the Lord's children?

She stabbed the Lord's wound again and again, and only hated that the knife was not deep enough.

Brahman wants to say all this.

But Lu Yeming raised his hand and let him down!

The Vatican froze and dared not approach the first half again.

Lu Yeming looked at Jun Xiqing and slowly hooked his pale and dry thin lips. He murmured, "I'm wrong..."

Jun Xiqing looked at him with red eyes.

"I was wrong... I always thought I could hold you in my palm. Even if you scratch me, it would be painless... But..."

Lu Yeming slowly collapsed his right palm. Just now he slapped her with his right palm. Now his hand is still shaking slightly.

There was a piece of porcelain in his palm. Because it was too tight, the piece cut his palm and blood in one hand.

Lu Yeming's Scarlet eyes fell on her dusty little face, "I don't know... I don't know... I've calculated for so many years, but I haven't calculated that you can really kill our child... You really don't like him... You can make me so... Hurt..."

He really likes the baby in her belly.

He thinks the only thing he craves is... Warmth.

Mo'er has been with him for more than 20 years, giving him unspeakable warmth.

However, Mo'er does not belong to him.

He was really happy that she had children. He thought there was something for him in the world at last.

Child, and her.

Their mother and son are his.

Jun Xiqing quickly covered a layer of bright water mist in her spiritual eyes. She looked up and forced her tears back.

Nothing more. The sincerity she and he delivered in layers of calculation has come to an end.

She turned and left.

After taking two steps, her little hand was held. Lu Yeming came after her and held her little hand, "Qingqing, don't go."

Jun Xiqing threw him away and ran away.

Lu Yeming hugged her from behind. The blood on his body dyed her white gauze skirt red. His thin lips pasted on her face and made up kisses again and again, "does it hurt? Did I hurt you? I don't want to beat you..."

Jun Xiqing could no longer accept such intimacy. This was his usual routine, slapping and giving a jujube.

She pushed him away.

Lu Yeming was badly injured and stepped back.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded, "President Lu, long time no see."

Several camouflage jeeps galloped in, stopped and Muyan Maple came.

Mu Yanfeng looked at Jun Xiqing and slowly handed out his hand, "Qing Qing, I'm late. Come here, I'll take you away."

"President Lu has just experienced a bloody war and should not fight with us again, right?"

The Brahman tightened his fist and Mu Yanfeng took advantage of the fire.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jun Xiqing walked to Mu Yanfeng.

Mu Yanfeng opened the rear door and Jun Xiqing got on the bus.

"Qing Qing."

Lu Yeming's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears. He was calling her.

Jun Xiqing felt that his deep and cold eyes had been following her. She didn't look back and left.

……

In the jeep.

Mu Yanfeng looked at Jun Xiqing with concern, "Qingqing, I'm late. Are you okay?"

Jun Xiqing was really grateful to Mu Yanfeng, "thank you, master mu..."

When she finished, she felt a little sour, and her heart didn't go up.

Mu Yanfeng handed a towel over, "Qingqing, what's the matter with you?"

Jun Xiqing slowly stretched out her little hand and caressed her flat belly. Her child was still there.

Before coming to Jingbo lake, Dr. Snow White gave her a baby pill.

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