Scholar Who Walks the Night

?Midnight is approaching, Mingxi is wearing a green lotus-colored silk satin chiguri, carambola-colored palace satin plain skirt, black hair braids tied with silver star begonia silk ribbons, and an exquisite emerald magnolia flower hairpin on top of her head. She is waiting in the underground palace early At the door, the ghost dragged a black robe of golden silk and silk from behind her and slowly walked to the side, looked sideways at her, and sneered, "It's really boring to play with your body every day for several months, and it's better to return it to the original owner. But I slept with me many times and got pregnant again, I don't know if your love brother minds."

Sentences were shameless, every word was heartbreaking, Ming Xi bit her cherry lips tightly with her white teeth, silently lowered her head and stared at the embroidered flowers and grasses on the silk sleeves, she was very quiet, but her eyes were wet.

Seeing her ignoring her, the ghost suppressed her smile, her phoenix eyes were full of sternness, she looked up at Mingxi Haitang's standard profile for a moment, then suddenly raised the back of her right hand to brush that creamy cheek, but It is possible to live within a short distance from Snow Skin.

Mingxi turned his wet apricot eyes to look at him with some doubts, and his pink cheeks almost brushed the back of the ghost's hand with the movement, but he hurriedly withdrew his right hand to avoid it.

Then, he stared at the back of his hand and smiled lowly, muttering to himself, "Forget it..."

Just after midnight, Jin Shenglie, who was dressed in black and black clothes with patterns and dark patterns, appeared in the night sky and teleported in front of the two of them.

"Brother Shenglie..." Mingxi's eyes were bright, with a smile on his face, his voice was like water, softening his heart.

Jin Shenglie was in a trance for a while, feeling as if he had passed away, looking at the swollen and bleeding wound on her white forehead with narrow and handsome eyes, and her right leg that could no longer stand up straight, knowing that she must have suffered a lot, and felt bitter in his heart , very colic.

After throwing the black Taoist robe to the ghost without a word of nonsense, Jin Shenglie immediately hugged Mingxi horizontally, and quickly disappeared into the dark night.

The ghost didn't chase after him, squinting his eyes and sneering twice, with his Taoist robe in his hand, he turned around leisurely and returned to the underground palace.

After learning that Mingxi was pregnant with a ghost child, Shenglie was so distressed that he wanted her to get lost, but Mingxi insisted on giving birth.

Reluctant to let her be sad, Shenglie nodded in agreement, and specially invited an experienced old lady to take care of her.

Mingxi asked Jin Shenglie to build a separate courtyard, and he brought Mrs. Lin to live in it, so he didn't go out easily.

Shenglie knew that she was being tortured and had withdrawn from the world and was afraid of others, so he often went to accompany her, hoping that the two could be as close as before.

When Mingxi faced him, he always smiled slightly, but showed a slight alienation.

How could the delicate daughter who was raised in a deep boudoir, with a pure body and a pure heart, be safe and sound after suffering such abuse.

Although Ming Xi wanted to keep a distance from him, Sheng Lie persevered day by day.

The sun was setting, and the sky was left with an afterglow.

Mingxi was sitting under the vines in the courtyard, holding a white porcelain bowl with butterflies, spitting on the white fungus pear soup simmered by Aunt Lin, and Jin Shenglie beside him chatted endlessly about the embarrassing things about the two of them in the past. Before he could continue talking casually, his stomach suddenly started to hurt violently. Mingxi's painful expression was distorted, and sweat was pouring out of his head. He clutched his stomach and fell off the stone bench unbearably. Jin Shenglie hurriedly rushed over to hug her, Call Aunt Li loudly to ask for a doctor.

When the nearby doctor arrived, Ming Xi was already dying, and his moon white underwear was covered with blood stains.

Seeing the situation, the doctor took the pulse carefully and asked about the situation. After examining the last bowl of soup that Mingxi ate, he started to prescribe the prescription, "Madam's soup was injected with a strong abortion drug, and the fetus has fallen. , the old man can only prescribe a few decoctions, and keep the adults first."