"Whether you can hear or understand, you must remember what your mother said."
"He loved me and he also expected you."
After saying this, Zhiyun's breathing became lighter, and she didn't know where her eyes were looking, they were empty and lifeless.
for a long time--
Zhiyun touched her belly and slowly stood up by supporting herself on the ground.
She tried to find a way out, but couldn't find one.
It was a chaotic place. She supported herself on the uneven wall covered with dry vines, taking small steps and moving forward slowly. There was a hissing sound all around her. Although it didn't get close, it still made Zhiyun's scalp tingle. This feeling, let alone in this life, she didn't want to experience it again.
"Han Qingrang, I underestimated you after all. You are so cruel!" Zhiyun said to herself with difficulty.
She spoke to distract herself so that she could grit her teeth and hold on.
She couldn't die here.
Absolutely not.
Xiao Zhisheng hasn't even been born yet, she absolutely cannot die here.
The color of the pupils became darker and darker, completely turning gray-blue.
She can't hold on any longer...
Even though she told herself again and again to persevere, she was gradually exhausted and could not hold on any longer.
Zhiyun leaned against the uneven wall covered with dry vines.
She gasped weakly and slowly slid down.
Really, I have no strength...
She squatted with her back against the wall. Because the wall was uneven, her back was hurting.
Her hand caressed her belly, Zhiyun's hollow eyes looked somewhere else, and she stammered, "Did I do something wrong..."
That’s right…
Why did everything turn out like this.
Why?
"Xiao Sheng, Mommy has never done anything wrong to Daddy, but he hates me so much..."
"I love him. I love him with my life. Why don't we have a good ending..."
"I had no choice, Xiaosheng. Mommy doesn't have time anymore. Mommy could only give birth to you and couldn't take care of you until you grew up. Mommy is sorry..."
"It would be great if your father could love you too. He must hate me so much now."
"One life for another..."
A tear fell from her gray-blue eyes.
Then came the second tear, the third tear...
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. "Why should I cry? Even if he hates me, all this is caused by me."
The strength is slowly disappearing.
The premonition that her life was about to disappear filled her mind.
Zhiyun's body slowly slid down and finally fell to the ground. She rested her head on one of her arms, and her breathing gradually became lighter and lighter.
The gray-blue eyes slowly closed.
"Xiao Sheng, Mom still couldn't keep you... Mom still couldn't... keep, you..."
There was a light in the distance, and with a creaking sound, a ball of light poured in.
Zhiyun moved her weak fingers, as if trying to get up. Her lips opened and closed, but she could not make any sound, no matter how hard she opened her mouth.
Zhiyun closed her gray-blue eyes in pain. She couldn't make a sound. She couldn't even make a sound...
Who came in? Was it the person who saved her?
The footsteps were very light, but to Zhiyun, they were so heavy. It was her consciousness that was dispersing and disappearing. Her fingertips moved lightly again, and then again, making a final attempt to persevere.
Slowly, the man approached her.
It was not a familiar breath, and Zhiyun felt relieved.
If it were him, she would actually worry about her own life, worried that she might not survive.
Louis picked her up from the ground.
The moment he picked her up, his movements were so gentle, she was like a piece of porcelain, and he was afraid that he would break her if he was not careful.
"I'm sorry," he picked her up and held her carefully, "I'm sorry... I'm late."
Zhiyun was picked up by him. She was speechless, and her gray-blue eyes stared at him. It was the same face, but it didn't look that human.
"It's not too late," she said.
It's really not too late, you saved my baby...
Her hand slowly raised up and grabbed the collar of his clothes. Zhiyun's eyes were blurred with tears and she mouthed: Child, I want a child.
No matter what, she wants to keep the child.
This child must stay, it is the only thing she can leave behind.
Unable to shout out, Zhiyun's hands tightly gripped his collar, and finally, she closed her gray-blue eyes weakly.
How could Louis not understand what she meant.
He carried her out of the dark snake cave, just as quietly as he had come.
…
Han Qingrang knew that Louis had come to Teng Mansion.
Also know that he went to the snake cave.
However, he didn't know that there was another person imprisoned in the snake cave, his Zhizhi.
Knowing that Lewis had left the Snake Cave and taken someone with him, Han Qingrang held the ancient Kshatriya book in his hand with an expressionless face and asked indifferently: "Who did he take away?"
The man replied: "According to the master, it's a woman..."
Han Qingrang raised his eyelids, and the man realized that this answer was wrong, so he changed the subject and said, "To be precise, it should be a pregnant woman."
With a click.
The ancient Kshatriya book fell to the ground with a loud noise.
The man was also frightened and immediately knelt down: "Master, please calm down, Master, please calm down."
"A woman?" Han Qingrang stepped closer. "She's pregnant?"
The man replied fearfully, "It's a pregnant woman, indeed. It was the guardian, Teng Yuande, who brought her back from Simantu. The patriarch originally instructed her to be the puppet."
All the answers that should be answered have been answered.
Han Qingrang's expression was gloomy and filled with deathly despair.
His fingertips moved slightly as he lowered his hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible. "I personally instructed you to bring her back?"
Why does this sound so...desperate?
"It was the master's order, and he gave Teng Yuande the warrant. However, it was Teng Yuande who took the initiative to lock her up in the snake den."
"go out."
"yes."
The man picked up the ancient Kshatriya books on the ground, and crawled out with the books in his hands.
Han Qingrang sat down and pressed the projection button.
The image of the snake cave was projected onto the white wall.
All the footage was recorded.
Seeing her, confirming it was her, and seeing her lying on the ground helpless, Han Qingrang felt as if his heart was about to be torn apart...
The hand on the armrest was clenched into a fist, but soon, the hand loosened and clenched again, clenched and loosened again, and the cycle repeated over and over again.
It had been five months since he had forced himself not to see her.
Even if I miss her like crazy, I have to control my behavior and restrain myself from seeing her...
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