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Her body was burning hot, as though a fire was burning inside her body and was about to break through her. From head to toe, Luo Shang felt itchy and uncomfortable. Sweat ran down her forehead and moistened her long eyelashes.

Her chest was so stuffy and hot. She wanted to raise her hand, but she felt as if her limbs were broken. She couldn't lift it without being controlled. She could only look at him in despair, waiting for his answer.

Leng Mufei caressed her cheeks, his devilish slender fingers slid onto the woman's bright red lips, curled the corner of his mouth, and spoke with a voice full of playfulness and warmth: "Don't worry … "It's not poison."

Leng Mufei's entire body was drenched in sweat, every drop of sweat flowed down her skin, exposing her clothes. Looking at the painful expression under his crimson red face, Leng Mufei's heart ached even more.

"After tonight, you will be mine." His smile was beautiful. The fingers caressing her face slowly slid onto her neck, her skin, and even her fiery-red body.

She was extremely disgusted with his approach, but at the same time, Luo Shang was unable to reject his touch. The cool air made her feel very comfortable, and she also felt that she was very despicable.

His hair was drenched in sweat. Luo Shang's fingers grabbed onto his clothes, then powerlessly released them as he said while gasping for air, "Leng Mufei, you're despicable, shameless..."

The man was not angry, and with a face full of pride, he said gently: "If you are not despicable and shameless, how could you have it, Little Shang … You are mine, you are mine for Leng Mufei... "

He picked up the woman's lower jaw and kissed her lightly on the lips. The soft beauty teased her, and his hand restlessly touched her white and tender skin. If not for that, he would never have gotten her.

He could wait, wait until Luo Shang was willing to accept him. Even if he had to wait for his entire life, he was willing. But he couldn't wait for Leng Shaoyu to come.

Luo Shang completely disliked his touch, and towards Leng Shaoyu, he felt heartache and grief. In the end, she still loved him so much, and if they were to meet again, if Luo Shang knew that she was pregnant, he would definitely go back. Leng Mufei would definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

She cried, her tearful eyes staring blankly through her ears and into her hair.

Leng Mufei's heart ached, he let out a light sigh, and wiped away those miserable tears with his hand. No matter what, I won't let you off tonight. Do you know how much I love you? Little Shang... It doesn't matter if you forget yourself or me, as long as you are mine. "

He gently reached out to untie the ribbon tied around her waist and took off the thin layer of silk covering her body. The woman had been keeping her lips closed the entire time.

But her heart ached even more.

Other than crying, there was nothing she could do. She could only watch helplessly as the man took off her clothes, caressed her shoulders and kissed her hot skin.

When his finger touched the last button on her chest, she begged weakly with a trembling voice: "Please don't, I beg you, don't …" "Don't …"

"Don't be afraid, I will love you very much." He kissed the woman lightly on the forehead.

"Don't... "Don't touch me …" Her watery eyes were filled with sparkling tears and endless fear. Her body was burning hot, but she was trembling. Tears kept flowing out of her eyes.

The heat burned the man's heart.

With his face lowered, he frowned as he looked at her hesitantly. Other than her shallow breathing, there was no other sound. The man's hands paused for a moment before he released the last line of defense.

She reached out to take off the last bit of clothes on her body. Luo Shang slowly closed her eyes, and suddenly felt a stifling pain in his chest.

Realizing that the woman below him was abnormal, Leng Mufei felt pain from her appearance, thinking that the pill was too strong. However, when blood started to flow out from under her legs, Leng Mufei frowned, thinking that she was pregnant, and the medicinal power he had shown just now was too strong, how could she endure it, even if she could, the child in her stomach couldn't.

Her intestines seemed to have been twisted out and she was in so much pain that she was covered in sweat. She turned her head to the side and before she could even see the blood under her body, she had already closed her eyes weakly.

"Little Shang?" Leng Mufei called out to her twice, but she did not reply. He frowned, his warm face becoming extremely tense, he shouted at the maidservants guarding the door: "Quickly go and get a doctor!"

After a while, the servant girl outside the door trembled as she reported to her husband, causing Leng Mufei's heart to burn with anxiety. Why are you still standing there? Why aren't you coming in! " Suddenly, he thought of something and opened his mouth. "You're not allowed to enter!"

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the charming and bashful woman on the bed. He gently dressed her and caressed her cheeks, painfully wiping away the sweat on her forehead and tears at the corners of her eyes.

After the doctor had inspected her pulse, he stroked his beard and said respectfully: "Miss Luo is pregnant, and the child in her stomach is already a month old. Although you can do bed matters, Miss's body is too weak. "Also, this medicinal effect is too strong..."

The man sitting on the bed frowned. His sharp eyes stared at the old butler by the side. The old butler lowered his head innocently.

"The child shows signs of miscarriage, but with the girl's current body, if the child is not preserved, her life will be in danger. So Master, you can't be impatient. " The doctor shook his head and sighed.

Leng Mufei felt a sense of guilt in his heart, was he really too impatient?

No, he loved her too much, too much afraid of losing her.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't take care of her, so Leng Mufei could only moisten the handkerchief in his hands and give her a cool temperature to constantly wipe it.

"Little Shang..." Her heart ached even more as he looked at her suffering. Endure it once more, endure it once more …

He took a deep breath of the cold night air and stood up to tuck the blanket under her feet. When he saw the woman's feet, his hand froze in midair, unable to fall for a long time.

On the back of her fair legs, lines of thin scars were linked together. The red streaks of blood were deep and deeply rooted, as though they were wounds that had been there for a long time. This is … Was this a tendons that had been picked?

No wonder when the city gates caught her that day, she fell after only a few steps. No wonder it was so hard for her to walk. He did not realize that the tendons in her legs had been broken.

Situ Jingyu.

Leng Mufei's eyes were filled with coldness, he gently caressed the dazzling scar on his feet, other than anger, he doted on his.

A few months ago, at the Flower Soul Show, her dexterous feet danced elegantly, but after that, she could no longer dance under the cherry blossoms, the dance she liked.

"Ugh …"

Hearing the weak voice, he immediately put down the handkerchief and went over to sit on the edge of the bed. Ye Zichen reached out his hand to cover her chest with the blanket, only to see her slowly open her weak and lifeless eyes. Little Shang... Is there something wrong with it? "

Luo Shang turned her face away, not looking at him.

"What's wrong? Are you still angry at me?" Leng Mufei laughed innocently, but seeing that the woman was stubbornly biting her lips as she tried to get up, he quickly went forward to help her.

The medicinal strength had just passed and she had no strength to begin with. Her weak body was like a thin piece of paper. When the wind blew, she would let it drift away, but she did not need his support.

Seeing that she struggled to sit up, the man's hand fell on empty air. He held her up and then slowly lowered her hand. He said, "I will find the best Divine Doctor in the world and definitely cure your feet."

"Hearing that, Luo Shang's chest suddenly hurt, as though something had ruthlessly struck him. She looked at him blankly, and the man immediately opened her mouth to explain nervously. I didn't do anything to you, I just saw it when I covered you. "

Feet... The tendons in her legs had been picked, Zhuo Jin had died for her, her brother and sister-in-law had left her, and Ah Yu's whereabouts were still unknown. All of these painful mini images enlarged in her mind, gradually becoming clearer, and she wanted her to experience this dripping cruelty again.

If Leng Shaoyu had not handed over the authority of the Accompanied Duke Palaces to Situ Jingyu, if she had not been incompetent and useless, how could he have possibly harmed the innocent Zhuo Jin? If he thought about such a small part of the relationship between husband and wife, he wouldn't have let Luo Family's family die, and cause her to fall into such a miserable state.

Leng Shaoyu...

When he thought about this, Luo Shang's heart ached incomparably painfully. It was a thousand times, no, a thousand times, more painful than a wooden board or a broken leg.

She clutched the quilt beneath her and bit her lips.

Just then, a guard reported from outside the door: "Master, the Miyagi's leader has something to report."

Just as Leng Mufei was about to speak, he suddenly stopped midsentence. He placed the wet handkerchief in his hand into a basin and looked at her for a while before reluctantly leaving the room.