At night, Feng Qingjue slept on the bed holding her stomach

His closed eyes trembled slightly, could he really have seen it wrong?!

Why is this man so cruel? Why would he do this to himself?

The hand holding my stomach became tighter and tighter, and even started to turn white.

Mingyue Pavilion, Du Ling'er's room

In the black, there are a few rays of white of the bright moon

Huangfu Xi hugged Du Ling'er, who was sleeping beside her, with her eyes open filled with self-blame and grief.

Jue'er, don't blame me. After everything settles down, I promise that no one will bully you, Jue'er!

He turned his head slightly and looked at the woman next to him with disgust.

After everything is settled, he will definitely let this woman die without a burial place!

The black eyes emit a strong, cold light in the night, which is intimidating.

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Early the next morning, Huangfu Xi went to the morning court

Du Ling'er then got up, put on everything, and led a group of girls towards Feng Qingjue's room.

When he opened the door, he saw that Feng Qingjue had already dressed and was sitting at the table eating.

Du Ling'er frowned and asked pretending to be worried, "Is sister okay? I heard the prince bring a bowl of abortion pills last night. I was afraid of hurting my sister, so I came here to have a look today."

With a cold snort, Feng Qingjue filled a bowl of clear soup, blew it a few times, took a sip, and said lightly, "Now that I am a side concubine, how can I bear the title of sister to the princess? It's better for the princess not to ruin my concubine's body."

These few words were spoken so lightly that no other hint of dissatisfaction or resentment could be heard.

Du Ling'er stood up and sat opposite Feng Qing, saying weakly, "Since the princess has said so, I won't refuse."

"Sister, are you really okay? Once you drink this abortion pill, even a woman who is not pregnant will feel pain for several days. Why is my sister not okay at all?"

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Feng Qingjue curled her lips and sneered, "Why, the princess is afraid that I haven't drunk yet?!"

As soon as the words fell, Du Ling'er immediately covered her mouth and said in horror, "Sister, I didn't say it, it was my sister who said it herself."

"Don't worry, even if I have a child, I won't give birth to it. Besides, I don't have a child yet."

Just one sentence, so indifferent, made Du Ling'er a little confused

Is this Feng Qingjue? Doesn’t she admire the prince? Why would she say such treasonous words now?!

"How could my sister say such rebellious words? I'm afraid the prince will blame her if he hears it!"

The fake worry made Feng Qingjue feel even more disgusted, and her tone became a little impatient.

"The princess is worrying too much"

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Chapter completed!