Women's procrastination can't be said

After transfusing Song Feng's blood to Song Yuyan, the partner had an inexplicably ominous premonition, but Song Yuyan didn't show any discomfort yet, and Song Feng just continued to gnaw the dates.

"Boom."

A soft knock sounded on the door.

"puff!"

Song Feng was about to leave, but there was another terrifying sound from the bed.

Su Ban didn't care about Song Yuyan this time, and the deadly and tricky blade of internal force directly hit Song Feng's neck.

Song Feng raised his hand without hesitation but couldn't use his internal strength to block the fatal blow of the partner.

The blade of internal force shattered in the air, but the terrifying internal force nearly made Song Feng fall to his knees in fright.

"Bangzhu, from the beginning to the end, you were not sure whether my blood could save her. I knew it couldn't, but you threatened me with a knife, dare I say it?" Song Feng swallowed and said loudly.

Suban seemed to have transformed into a sharp blade, planning to use his strength again without saying a word.

This time it was faster, and it was in front of Song Feng in an instant.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Song Feng dodged strangely, dodged, and then said: "The one at the door can save."

The sharp blade stopped strangely, no more than half the size of a fingernail from the eyes, and then dissipated into black smoke.

Outside the door, stood the old housekeeper and Song Yanjun.Seeing the old housekeeper, Li Ban narrowed his eyes dangerously, snorted coldly, and focused on Song Yanjun.

Song Yanjun looked at the messy scene in the room, smelled the bloody smell all over the room, and was still at a loss when he was terrified.

Suban approached him full of hostility.

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After the blood transfusion, and after waiting for a stick of incense, Song Yuyan stopped vomiting blood, the bleeding eased a little, and her complexion looked much better, so that the companion's complexion looked better than hers.

Song Yanjun sat silently, tore off a piece of clothes, and wrapped the wound.

Song Feng seemed to be in a good mood and handed him two dates.

Song Yanjun didn't even look at it, his face was full of disappointment.Song Feng didn't care about it, he tidied up the expensive service and continued to eat dates.

"But you lost half a bowl of blood, why do you do this?" Zhan Ban looked at Song Feng eating the second bowl of dates with a cold face.

Song Feng responded with a sneer and said: "It is painful to lose something or someone that is not worth it. I need enough or more to make up for it."

Song Yanjun felt that he was unreasonable, and was extremely disappointed. He looked at him: "Old...City Master Song, can you speak now? Why, my blood can save her...we..."

Song Feng shrugged indifferently and said, "Obviously, you are blood relatives."

Watching Song Yanjun's face turn pale with satisfaction, Song Feng gloated and added: "You are brothers and sisters."

Although Li Ban was surprised in his heart, he didn't show it too much. After all, there is one here that should be unacceptable.Glancing at Song Yanjun, his complexion was indeed not very good.

"How is it possible..." Song Yanjun suddenly stood up and looked at Song Yuyan who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

She, Xiaoyan, Yan'er, Song Yuyan... could be... his biological sister?

No wonder, before, I always felt that she was so similar to my mother...

That same cold and glamorous aura...

But how can it be true?

My sister?

"How is it impossible? Facts speak louder than words." Song Feng pointed at the bowl with blood still remaining on his chin.

Song Yanjun's face turned even paler.

Yes, the facts are in front of us.

"Why." Seeing that Song Yanjun was distraught, Ji Ban asked for him.

"You should know that the Queen's second delivery was not smooth, and she almost died of dystocia." Song Feng ate a jujube and confessed without fear.

Song Yanjun was dizzy, resisting the suffocation, and nodded.

"The plan has been made a long time ago, and the dystocia is because I took the medicine."

"You!" Song Yanjun took a step forward, his veins bulging, and he almost reached out to hit him.

Song Feng continued: "My wife gave birth on the same day, the child lived, and she died."

When he said this, the action of eating dates paused.

"As soon as the chaos broke out, I carried my child to the palace and waited. The queen gave birth to a child after a near death. After waiting for a long time, I transferred them smoothly."

"You..." Song Yanjun felt his throat full of fishy sweetness, and pointed at Song Feng with trembling fingers.

"So, you deliberately accepted me as an apprentice, deliberately gave me and Yan...and her, and made a baby marriage. When my father gave us a marriage, you smiled brightly. I thought...you were happy, but you didn't. Thinking about it… is gloating, it’s because you are willing to see brothers and sisters go against ethics and become husband and wife… You are very happy to see a pair of sons and daughters of the king… you! You… simply…"

Suban knocked him out just in time before he went berserk.

"You mean, the second prince, the crown prince, Song Qingwu, is the child who was transferred with Song Yuyan, your child." Li Ban hugged the fallen Song Yanjun, and looked at this unreasonable man coldly.

"Yes." Song Feng nodded, put down the bowl, and rubbed his chin, seemingly proud of himself, "How powerful my child is. He has the body pill, a senior mage, and is a prince at a young age. It's a pity that he is still somewhat hostile to me."

Regardless of these things, Li Buan always finds something strange: "Don't the midwives know about the girl the queen gave birth to? Why don't they know when you use a boy to change the bag?"

Song Feng didn't think it was very strange. He was the person involved, so he naturally knew it, and with a smile on his face, he said, "Guess why?"

The companion sneered.

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Looking at the thick prison cell, Song Feng felt a little emotional. At that time, he thought that the prisoner must be locked up tightly, and he would not be able to escape, but he didn't expect to experience it for himself.

There is no way to force it.

but……

The old butler silently opened the door, bowed his head and called out: "Master."

"Let's go, and lock the two brothers and sisters in."

"Master..." The old housekeeper hesitated.

"Him? He's back to the guild now, and the headquarters is about to fall. If you don't go back soon, you'll have nothing to eat..." With the winning ticket in hand, Song Feng felt that the cell was brightened up.

"If he can't survive this time, I will recommend you to be the leader."

"Thank you, master." The old housekeeper looked happy.

"My daughter is almost there..."

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Outside the imperial city, the mahogany carriage passed the security check and drove in slowly.The exterior of the car is simple, and the driver is He Zixia in white. The interior of the car is not big, but it is small and well-equipped.Inside the car were Song Qingwu in green clothes, Yin Qinxi in black clothes, Luo Ziyan in pink clothes, Mu Lian in white clothes, and A Wu who was still wrapped in pink cloth.

After more than a month, several people traveled through mountains and rivers, and finally reached their goal and returned.

Mu Lian hugged Ah Wu, and carefully pulled out the stone hanging around his neck. The stone was black, and the shape was a regular cuboid, with a monotonous appearance.

But this is Mu Lian's baby.

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