The first love of the villains ran away with a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

These words sounded hopeless and helpless.

In this mansion, which was as noisy as a market, it could be heard in Zhu Wenlang's ears.

Hearing his nose sore, tears blurred his eyes immediately, and as he looked down at his lower abdomen, tears rolled down his eyes and hit the ground.

"child?"

He murmured softly, and even more involuntarily stroked the palm covering his stomach.

The lower abdomen was flat, but he felt in a trance that there was already a little life inside, and suddenly he remembered something in a daze.

Others don't know, but he knows best in his heart.

Half a month ago, during the tide period, he and Brother Cheng had completed the permanent knot of the tide period - at that time he was expecting to get married, and he didn't leave the door, and even his father talked through a screen, so besides serving him personally No one knows about the attendant and Father Kun.

Thinking of this, he raised his head, looked at Baili Wang who was crying silently with his eyes closed, and said at a loss: "Mother Kun, you mean me, I might..."

Baili Wang slowly opened his eyes and followed the sound to look at his lower abdomen.

There was affirmation of the little life in her reddish eye sockets, but when she thought about the imminent death, the light of hope in her eyes was extinguished, replaced by endless despair and pain.

The silence speaks.

Zhu Wenlang's mouth was infected by her full and strong negative emotions.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, so he bit his lower lip and turned his gaze to Baili Sheng, whose life and death were unknown——Bai Lisheng's tendons in his hands and feet were cut off, and the wound was used by Patriarch Baili. Thought power sealed the blood vessels, but there was still blood oozing from the rolled flesh.

Even if I find a doctor to fix the tendons in my hands and feet, my hands and feet will not be as nimble as before.

If Brother Cheng woke up and found out that he was crippled, would he hate himself?

This was also one of the reasons why he was determined not to compromise, and wanted to take Baili Sheng to die with him.

He couldn't bear to live a meager life while being bullied by a bastard who he had never looked down upon; he also couldn't accept that Brother Cheng, who woke up and found out that he was crippled, would look at him with unimaginable hatred, but... …

But what if he had Brother Cheng's child?

He sacrificed himself to save the entire Bailishi, and with the continuation of the bloodline after the two of them were united, wouldn't Brother Cheng hate himself?

Baili Wang looked at him hesitating and struggling so coldly, and sneered in his heart.

Although the Zhu family is a small family, that's only for the Baili family. She doesn't believe that the Zhu Qi family didn't teach Zhu Wenlang that a non-tide marriage can't conceive at all. After all, she just doesn't want to die.

Everyone present did not want to die.

But at a young age like Zhu Wenlang's, he treats death with a loyal attitude, but in fact he is just thinking deeply, waiting for someone to give him a perfect excuse, and then go down the steps.

Fortunately, she felt that this white-eyed wolf treated Sheng'er sincerely.

The situation here is disgusting.

Next to his ear was Fu Yu explaining to him. Although he didn't fully understand some of the activities in his heart, he still made a rough guess.

"You mean Zhu Wenlang will agree?" He whispered next to Fu Yu's ear.

Hot breath sprayed on Fu Yu's ears.

In an instant, the blood in his whole body boiled up, and all of it gathered in this place. He was so sensitive that his body froze, and the area at the base of his ears turned red uncontrollably, as if he had been smeared with gorgeous blood.

He tightened his arms wrapped around Yan's waist without any trace, picked up a piece of watermelon cut into the size of a thumb, and fed it to Yan's mouth, before he lowered his head to his ear, and replied in the same low tone: "I wish you the news earlier." The will to die in Lang's eyes cannot be faked, Baili Wang hinted that after he had a child, his temperament changed slightly."

Hearing this remark, Yan cast a scrutinizing look at Zhu Wenlang.

It was discovered that just as Fu Yu said, the death energy lingering on the other party was mixed with a little vitality, it was a rekindled hope of living for a person with the will to die.

It seems that this drama is about to come to an end.

Sweeping at the husband and wife Zhu who are still tearing their heads, Zhu Yeqing is a heavenly stem, and his natural strength is stronger than that of Dikun. Although he was suppressed and pinched for a while by the erupted Zhu Qi, but when he returns Overwhelmed, knocked down Zhu Qi's family with the power of thought, and the two of them reversed their positions.

He was dubious about what Zhu Qi said.

What I believe is that Zhu Yeqing took Zhu Wenyan's mother forcibly, but if it is said that Zhu Wenyan's mother fell in love with Zhu Yeqing, and then coveted the position of the main wife and plotting to be the head of the family, from that woman named Lian Yao By disguising Zhu Wenyan as Dikun, it can be seen that she has no such intentions.

What the truth is, has been completely buried with Lian Yao's death.

I am tired and have no intention to explore, anyway, his mission has nothing to do with Lian Yao.

"You have noticed such a small detail change..."

Tired of looking back, he patted Fu Yu's head like a reward: "Not bad."

Having received the affirmation and praise, Fu Yu couldn't restrain the corners of his lips from curling up. Joy and pampering smudged from his brows and eyes.

He stuck it next to Yan's ear again, and said modestly and proudly: "It's nothing, I also found out an interesting thing, you should be very interested."

"Huh?" He turned his head in interest.

The sudden move made the other party avoid it, and the soft lips brushed his cheek in an instant, and stopped at the corner of his mouth as he tilted his head.

Everyone's attention in the palace was on the couple who were fighting, and no one noticed the sudden intimacy between the two.

Yan was slightly taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he was about to distance himself when the other party pulled away first, blushing and pretending that nothing had happened, but the intense beating sound like a drum in his chest reminded the two of them Accidents are not hallucinations.

He raised his hand to touch the corner of his lips.

Fu Yu coughed lightly, and took the initiative to speak out to ease the sudden silence: "When Baili Wang hinted at Zhu Wenlang just now, I curiously checked his pulse with my thoughts. Guess what I got?"

His attention was immediately attracted.

He touched the corner of his lips and moved his hand to his chin, rubbing it for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Could it be... no, these two people have only been married for a few days, even if it is not so fast."

"Then you guessed wrong."

Fu Yu lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "His pulse is not as smooth as a normal person, but like beads rolling. In Chinese medicine, this kind of pulse is called slippery pulse, which means that Zhu Wenlang is indeed pregnant. In the body, but the time is short, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it."

After hearing these words, the tired mouth opened for a long time and was speechless.

At this time, Fu Yu said again: "I guess Patriarch Baili should have seen it, otherwise he wouldn't have asked his son to remind Baili Wang."

But Baili Wang misunderstood what her husband meant.

She thought that her husband had allowed herself to start from this aspect, so that she had the superb performance in front of her.

"..." What can I say?

He can only say that this big drama is far beyond his imagination, and its excitement is comparable to all the bloody TV series he has watched in his previous life, but...

Anxiously aimed at Zhu Wenlang's stomach, it must be Bailiyu, one of the protagonists.

If Zhu Wenlang really agreed to marry Fu Junze, wouldn't this destined couple be father and son?Does this break up the main character?

Just when he was thinking deeply, Zhu Wenlang, who had been hesitating all this time, spoke up.

His hand was still on his stomach, but he looked at Baili Wang with tears in his eyes, and said, "Mother Kun, tell Brother Sheng for me that I will always only have him in my heart. I won’t let the Young City Master touch a single hair of mine.”

"you……"

Baili Wang constricted her pupils as if in disbelief.

Then she raised her hand to cover her mouth and choked up, tears streaming from her eyes: "Why are you doing this? Silly child."

As she spoke, she hugged Zhu Wenlang again, moved and said helplessly: "What a stupid child, you stupid child, why are you so stupid..."

Baili Wang kept repeating these few words.

Zhu Wenlang was so moved that he felt that all his sacrifices were worthwhile.

Zhu Qi was still fighting with Zhu Yeqing, he didn't know that Baili Wang broke his son's heart while he was not paying attention.

All he can do now is to strangle this man who has failed him all his life with his own hands before he dies, to end his greatest regret in this life, until a resounding voice resounds in the palace——

"Senior Fu, I wonder if the choice you gave earlier is still useful?"

This thunderbolt hit Zhu Yeqing's forehead who wanted to kill Zhu Qi's family.

His expression was in a trance, Zhu Qi took the opportunity to turn over, and looked at Patriarch Baili coldly with his whole body in embarrassment, and was about to ask what this meant, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his son hugging Baili Wang and crying like tears Man, before he realized what happened, he heard a steady and powerful voice from behind——

"it works."

He froze with anger, and countless buzzing sounds exploded in his mind, which completely stunned him.

But the rest of the people showed surprise to varying degrees.

Even Patriarch Baili, who had the most calm expression, relaxed his tense body calmly.

"Then City Master Fu and Young Master Fu..."

He didn't speak clearly, but everyone present understood.

City Lord Fu swept Zhu Wenlang's stomach meaningfully, then sat back on the chair with a flick of his sleeves.

Fu Shaocheng's mood is very complicated, from the surprise at the beginning, to the emotion after the other party would rather die than marry him, to the other party's hesitation when struggling, and now the other party's loss for not knowing what to compromise for.

These emotions swirled and intertwined in his heart, merging into an indescribable complexity at the moment.

He likes Zhu Wenlang.

The other party is like a touch of bright color, unintentionally shining into his gloomy world.

But he also likes Zhu Wenlang's unswerving love for Baili Sheng until his death. Such deep feelings make him envious and yearn for Baili Sheng to have such a person who can die for him, and he also longs for himself to have such a lover .

When the person he admired and longed for compromised, he didn't know why he didn't have the initial surprise in his heart, and was a little disappointed.

But he concealed it well: "I have no objection."

When the curtain came to an end, I felt sleepy after watching for half a night, so I yawned.

Fu Yu, who was always paying attention to him, hurriedly helped him stand up: "Since you have chosen the second option, I will keep my promise. Qinghui, I will leave the rest to you."

After finishing speaking, he left the mansion with drowsy tiredness.

It was just that the two had just stepped out of the gate, and a shrill scream pierced the night sky: "I don't agree!"

Fu Yu paused, then lowered his head and asked the drowsy person in his arms: "There's still a bit of tail left, do you want to continue watching?"

"It's just the last struggle of a lunatic." Leaning in his arms with a weary look, he yawned and said, "As long as Zhu Wenlang is in the City Lord's Mansion, there will be no shortage of such dramas. Save it for later."

"Okay." Fu Yu smiled indulgently.

With a flash of disgust, he appeared in Jinlan Garden.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the palace, the ears suddenly became clear, and he opened his eyes a little uncomfortable after listening to the drama all night.

The quiet corridor was shrouded in flickering lights, and the flowers blooming outside the corridor silently released a delicate fragrance, which mixed with the fragrance of lotus into his nostrils.

This made him suddenly think of the kiss that he accidentally kissed in the mansion just now. He didn't pay attention at the time, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he not only didn't slap this person, he didn't even have the thought of rejecting him.

Is it because I like the smell on her body to the point where I can accept kisses?

Thinking of this, Yan stopped, opened the hands on the waist and turned to face Fu Yu, thought for a moment, raised his head to meet Fu Yu's suspicious eyes, bent his lips and hooked his fingers: "You lower your head."

There is no moonlight tonight, only the faint glow of the lights in the corridor.

And the young man's delicate and charming eyebrows are still strong and deep under the lights, like a goblin traveling late at night, bewitching people without knowing it - Fu Yu looked at the arc of his mouth, and the memory he had just brushed appeared in his mind The kiss made my heart feel hot, like a scholar who was bewitched by a goblin, he bent down willingly and lowered his head.

Just then, a hand lifted his chin.

With such a provocative move, the Adam's apple rolled up and down.

An invisible ambiguity spread and grew in the corridor, and then the leaning reflection blocked the light of his sight, and the moving face was enlarged in his pupils, his heart was pounding, and he closed his eyes as if he had a premonition. Eye.

Without sight, the senses are magnified.

His lips softened unexpectedly, as if the evening wind kissed his lips, cool and soft, with the scent of lotus fragrance entering his nostrils, encroaching on his thoughts.

At that moment, his heart was beating like it was going to pop out, and he was about to reach out to hug the boy, and give a response to this proactive kiss—it was just that his hand was raised in the air, and his lips were empty, and he still thought it was over from here When Zhong regained his senses, he heard the young man muttering to himself in puzzlement: "Why do you feel that kissing him is similar to kissing Wei Lanshu?"

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