The scale is wobbly, but he always doesn't know which side to lean to. He kind of wants this child, but he is also afraid to keep this child.

On the way to the palace, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet.

Nie Linfeng kept looking at Lian Yinlian. Ever since he knew there was a child, he had been twisting his clothes and never letting go. Although he tried his best to maintain a calm face and even put on a smile, Nie Linfeng knew that he was I'm nervous.

Or rather, he was afraid.

"Niannian." Nie Linfeng reached out and hugged Lian Yinlian into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his hair to comfort him, "You can tell me."

"Huh? What did you say?" Lian Yinlian showed a shallow smile on his face, "Is it about the child? I haven't thought about it yet. Do you think it will be a boy or a girl? What's the name? In the future..."

It was as if Nie Linfeng had accidentally opened Lian Yinlian's chatterbox. He began to talk incessantly, talking about the children for a while, and the reactions of the ministers and the common people for a while. But it was all his worries and fears about this matter, which made Nie Linfeng feel even more uncomfortable.

The carriage stopped slowly at the gate of the palace, and when the sound of horseshoes and wheels stopped, even Yin Lian shut his mouth, and the car fell into silence again. Thinking of facing Jiang Yanlan next, Lian Yin Lian twisted his hands Clenched harder, the joints turned white.

After taking a few deep breaths, Lian Yinlian finally mustered up a little bit of courage, stretched out his hand to open the curtain and before he could get up, Nie Linfeng said softly: "Nian Nian, we don't want this child anymore."

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