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Ying Zheng wiped away his tears and said, "If you are not allowed to die, no one will dare to take your life."

"Why do you torture me like this?" Jiu Sheng closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "If it was because of the assassination back then, wouldn't it be enough for me to repay you? Play me in the palm of your hand and watch me kneel at your feet. Is it that interesting to live begging? Yingzheng, I'm tired and don't want to entangle with you anymore. Kill me or let me go, it's up to you."

Ying Zheng looked at him, and after a long silence, he said, "Didn't you feel happy even if it was only for a moment with you?"

"No." Jiu Sheng said: "I only feel pain, panic, suffering, never feel happy."

Yingzheng was heartbroken, and said: "However, the widow feels very happy. The widow will not kill you, let alone let you go. In this life, you are destined to be entangled with the widow forever."

Even though he had already guessed the answer, Jiu Sheng was still in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

Ying Zheng said again: "Also, our child..."

Jiu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.

He was so engulfed in agony that he forgot about his child.

"Where is my child...?" Jiusheng trembled.

"Come here." Ying Zheng called out.

Zhao Gao came in at the sound and said, "What orders does your majesty have?"

Ying Zheng said: "Go and bring the young masters here."

Zhao Gao led the way.

Jiu Sheng struggled to sit up, unavoidably touching the wound on his abdomen, and broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Yingzheng pretended to come to help him, but Jiusheng said coldly, "Don't touch me."

Ying Zheng froze, but finally withdrew his hand.

Not long after, Zhao Gao came back, followed by five nurses, and each nurse was holding a swaddling baby in her arms, and in the swaddling baby was his child.

Jiu Sheng couldn't believe it: "All of these...are I born?"

Zhao Gao said with a smile: "The five sons and one mother are compatriots, all born of beauties."

This... how is this possible?

Although he was ready to be a mother, he was not ready to be the mother of five children.

Zhao Gao saw that he was in a daze, so he said to the head nurse, "Bring the young master to the beauty and have a look."

The nanny followed her words, and came to Jiusheng, intending to hand the baby in her arms to Jiusheng, but Jiusheng just stared at him, not daring to pick it up.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting next to Jiu Sheng, reached out to take the baby over, held the baby in his arms, and said, "This is the No. 11 son of the widow, named Man Chi."

Jiu Sheng looked at Meng Chi in Ying Zheng's arms, and saw that his skin was red and white, his eyes were black and bright, his nose was small, his lips were pink and tender, very cute.

Is this his son?This is his dearest person in this world.

Jiu Sheng mustered up his courage, reached out to take Meng Chi from Ying Zheng's hand, and held him carefully, for fear of hurting him.

Meng Chi stared at him with wide eyes, and suddenly grinned.

He smiled, but Jiu Sheng cried.

Jiu Sheng lowered his head, and gently rubbed against Chi's tender face, murmuring incessantly: "My son, my son..."

Zhao Gao winked and ordered the nannies to come forward one by one.

Ying Zheng took the second baby and said, "No. 12 son, named Wuji."

Jiu Sheng looked up, and the tenderness in his heart almost overflowed.

Each of them held one in their arms, and Ying Zheng motioned the nanny to come closer, and introduced them one by one: "No. 13 son, there is a bandit; No. 14 son, Wei Xi; No. 15 son, Li Xin."

Jiu Sheng looked at them one by one, feeling joy and sadness in his heart.

Overnight, he became the mother of five children.

This is his blood, his close relative, but it is also a fetter, a shackle.

These five children tied him tightly to Ying Zheng and could not break free.

Once he breaks free, his children are bound to be hurt.

Just like himself, his father was angry with him because of his mother's betrayal, demoted him to a pariah, and suffered a lot of loneliness.

Ying Zheng will only be more ruthless than his father.

Jiusheng couldn't bear to watch his children repeat the same mistakes.

Then there is only one way out: stay by Ying Zheng's side obediently.

However, he was not reconciled, not reconciled to obeying like this.

Ying Zheng had a panoramic view of all his shakes and struggles.

He knew that as long as he passed this test, Jiusheng would still be his.

Use the child to stabilize him first, and then slowly comfort him later, he can still have him.

Jiusheng hugged each child in turn.

They were so small, so vulnerable, and as a mother he had to protect them.

Maybe this is life.

When you thought the will was bright, but it gave you a slap in the face, destroying everything; when you thought that you hated to the extreme, that you thought you had reached a dead end, but you were saved from the dead end, so you had to hold on to live.

Really good fortune.

Then drag out an ignoble existence, for the sake of his children.

Jiu Sheng held his youngest son in his arms, looked at Ying Zheng, and said, "I don't like the name Li Xin."

Ying Zheng was slightly happy.

This was the first time that Jiu Sheng looked at himself directly after waking up.

He knew that Jiu Sheng had figured it out.

Ying Zheng said, "Then you can get another one."

"Guanlan." Jiu Sheng said, "I want to call him Guanlan."

Ying Zheng tentatively put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Okay, let's call him Guanlan."

Jiusheng let him hug him, looked at the cute little son in his arms, smiled slightly, and called out in a warm voice: "Guanlan."