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Didn't she say that she loved him? Now, she wanted to avenge for a junior imperial physician?

Feng Qianchen looked at her eyes covered in white gauze that bust into bloody tears and felt a trace of jealousy that he had never felt before. "Alright, I'll wait to see how you can take revenge."

He grabbed her chin and bit her lips in punishment. "Tell me, where has he touched you? Here? Here? Or here?

Heavy hands. Insulting words. He was tightly gripping her body, causing her a heart-wrenching pain wherever he touched.

The warmth and smell of alcohol was all over her face, which caused her a shiver. "Feng Qianchen, you're drunk."

Lingshuang struggled to push him away, but his punishment was more forceful and brutal. Not long after, her clothes were messy and he pressed her down.

Her skin was still moist, and her waist was still soft. Feng Qianchen's eyes were gradually tinged with desire. "What a trick to refuse. Hmph, bitch, I'm going to let you taste the feeling of wanting to die today."

Without any foreplay, he rudely fucked her while she was still ill.

However, the body pain was far less than one thousandth of the heartache.

In the face of another brutal collision, Lingshuang gritted her teeth and endured it silently. She wished she could die like this until she felt that strange pain in her abdomen again, as if something was peeling off. "Feng Qianchen, my stomach, my stomach hurts ..."

She was so weak that she fainted before she could finish her sentence.

Feng Qianchen had no choice but to stop. He lowered his head and saw that the mixture of blood was slowly spilling out from her intimate part.

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"Your highness, your highness, it's time to get up and take some medicine."

If not for the fact that her eyes could not see things, He Lingshuang really thought that she had a dream. She returned to Qiwu palace and slept in her own bed with Feng Qianchen's child in her womb.

The medicine made her subconsciously frown. "Why is the medicine today so bitter?"

"The imperial physician said that you had been overthinking things and had an internal heat recently, so he added two kinds of herbs which cleared internal heat to the antiabortifacient and fried them together."

"I see." Lingshuang nodded and drank the rest of the medicine.

Palace people packed up the dishes and left. She groped in the temple with her memory. Due to several injuries, she almost had a miscarriage and had been resting in bed for half a month.

She heard that the sunshine was very bright today. She wanted to sit by the window. Even if she could not see it, she could feel it.

She kicked the stool leg unexpectedly. With fear that she would fall, she hurriedly scratched in the air. Fortunately, a large warm hand passed through her black hair to support her slender waist and firmly supported her.

"You walked around like a chicken with its head cut off. You really don't want this child?"

Before she could say her thanks, she was frightened by this angry voice. Lingshuang quickly stood up and bowed in a dignified manner. "I don't know if your majesty has arrived, and I don't welcome you. Please forgive me, your majesty."

Looking at the empty palm of his hand and hearing the distant "your majesty", Feng Qianchen inexplicably thought of how she had grabbed his sleeve and shouted, "Feng Qianchen" over and over again.

She finally became gentle and submissive, but she was still not what he wanted.

He raised his hand to signal for her to stand up and remembered that she couldn't see anything, so he had no choice but to lean forward and support her to stand up. "Remember, if it weren't for this child, everybody of your He family would have been died. The empress dowager was eager to have her grandchild, you'd better not let her down."

His palm was warm, but her heart was as cold as snow. Lingshuang lowered her head and said timidly. "I understand."

After two years of marriage, she thought that there was still a trace of concern in his heart. She thought that they could start over again on account of the child...

It turned out that he had come only to tell her that she was still a vessel, but from a vessel for the eyes of Jingshu to that for a royal heir.

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