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Leaving the woman's cherry lips, he raised his hand to slowly wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes. His slightly callused fingers rubbed against her angles, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Luo Shang, if I don't return, you can leave."

Laughing softly, he dressed and left the room.

Luo Shang did not know what he meant, but where did he want to go? But if it was really like he said, then she would be relieved if he didn't come back. She really wanted this man to never come back, never appear again.

On the morning of the next day, the sounds of wailing from the side palace spread throughout the entire palace.

"Princess, come down quickly. Princess, we can't accept this." Ye Zhen raised her head and looked at the woman who was standing on the high stool with her hands tied together, trying to stop her.

"Princess Jing, you … You must grieve, and do not let the prince worry. "

"Come down quickly …"

She tied the white silk tightly and stuck her neck into the trap as she sobbed, "The child is gone, what meaning does living have to me? You guys tell the Prince that I let him down, I didn't protect the good child, you guys must take good care of him and serve him well."

At this moment, an anxious voice called from outside the door. "Your Highness, you're finally here."

Hearing the voice, Situ Jingyu closed her eyes and kicked the chair away.

"Princess!"

"Princess Jing …" The maidservants hurried forward.

The door was kicked open by someone from outside. When the man saw this, his expression darkened. He moved quickly and threw out the folding fan at his waist. The white fan spun in the air and cut off a three feet long white silk.

The woman's body also fell down, coincidentally being held by him.

Situ Jingyu coughed lightly twice, and slowly opened her eyes. She looked at him pitifully with her swollen and crying eyes, then shed tears again, tightly hugged the man in front of her and threw herself into his embrace.

"Your Highness..." she whispered again, seeking comfort.

In guilt, Leng Shaoyu allowed her to hug him as he slowly placed his right hand on her back to ensure her safety.

He wanted to keep the child, but he failed.

Her body was dressed in sickly white clothes, and looked extremely haggard. Situ Jingyu looked at him with her almond like eyes as she sobbed, "This is all your concubine's fault, it's your concubine's fault that you failed to protect our child. Your concubine doesn't have the face to see your highness again."

Because he was in debt, Leng Shaoyu would more or less feel sad. Even if he did not have any feelings for her, he would not bear to see her like this.

He put his hands on her shoulders and said to her in a more gentle tone, "You have not let me down, child. There will be more in the future."

"Your Highness..." Situ Jingyu teared his clothes wet and her voice was soft to the extreme. Prince, do you blame your elder sister? "Actually, chenqie is at fault as well. She shouldn't have bothered elder sister at this time. If you want to blame her, blame her. It's all chenqie's fault, it's chenqie's fault."

Even if she pretended to be so, her words were not out of the ordinary. The more she acted this way, the more it would arouse the man's interest.

Every man wished for their woman to be a little more obedient, just like Situ Jingyu. Even if there were to be occasional differences, it should not be as willful as Luo Shang's.

Leng Shaoyu pulled up her cheeks, a shallow glint in his eyes as he asked, "Whatever you want, this king will give it to you."

After hearing his words, Situ Jingyu shook her head with great grievance and grabbed his arm. "Chenqie doesn't want anything, she only wants to stay by your side forever. She only wants you to give me some of your love. With just a little bit, Jingyu will be satisfied."

If the one miscarriage was Luo Shang, the person in front of him would not have asked this question. Leng Shaoyu gave his all to Luo Shang, so if he wanted to send her away physically, he had to!

Situ Jingyu's teary eyes carried a strange cold smile, and her hands that were hugging the man tightened.

If Leng Shaoyu handed over the authority of being the wangfei to her, it would also mean that from today onwards, Situ Jingyu would be above everyone else in the Duke Palace. Other than Leng Shaoyu, she would be the master of this place.

After the man left, she stood up proudly as Ye Zhen helped her sit back on the bed.

"Princess, this move of yours is really dangerous. You scared this servant to death." Until now, when Ye Zhen recalled the scene yesterday, when a woman covered in blood fell to the ground, she couldn't help but feel cold sweat dripping down her back just thinking about it.

Situ Jingyu smirked. "If it's not dangerous, how can I make him believe me? How can I get rid of that woman and seize control of the wangfei's power?"

Even if Leng Shaoyu did not deal with Luo Shang, it did not matter. After all, she had already obtained the authority of the wangfei, so this effort would not be in vain.

Ye Zhen thought for a while, but still carefully asked: "Princess, do you think it's worth it? In order to get rid of Luo Shang, did you not hesitate to lose your child? "

This question caused the woman's expression to change immediately. The sun had just shone brightly for thousands of miles, but now it was as bright as the clouds. Situ Jingyu's face fell very long, and was filled with a hidden viciousness.

"Slap!"

Ye Zhen closed her mouth, and in desperation, she fiercely slapped herself.

"I'm warning you, do not bring this up again. Otherwise, both of us will die." Situ Jingyu's words were like an imperial decree, she said it out loud and ruthlessly.

If this child was Leng Shaoyu's, she would definitely not be willing to part with him.

That night, she thought she was pregnant, so she invited a doctor to help her. The teacher said that she had eaten wrong, which was why she vomited.

Situ Jingyu clearly understood that it was not easy to get that night, if Leng Shaoyu had not mistaken her for Luo Shang, he would not have wooed her.

She also knew very well that she would no longer have the chance to be lucky in the future, and no longer have the chance to conceive. She could only turn to the man, her master. That person only told her two words.

Even though she was extremely unwilling, there was no other way, as long as she could get the upper hand first besides Luo Shang, then there would be a day when she would be able to achieve great things in the future.

That night, she was so unwilling. She took off her clothes and endured the humiliation while being under the man.

That night of humiliation, there would be a day when she would have to take it back the same way from Luo Shang.

Recently, it was rumored that the Southern Barbaric Nether Domain was in chaos, and the border area was in chaos. Within three months, three generals had stood dead, and the northern city had fallen, with the Southern Barbaric Nether Domain approaching to another city.

If it was just the bandits causing trouble, then it wouldn't be a big deal. However, based on the border assassination, there were probably traitors from various countries here. They wanted to rebuild their country and seize over the Wu Zhou. Amongst them, there was the last subordinate nation, Wei Guo.

Leng Shaoyu had already left the palace for three days and had not returned. Coincidentally, the empress dowager was very sick, Leng Yuxin had entered the palace for a long time and had not come back yet, so Situ Jingyu had to rectify the rules of the palace so that no one in the palace would dare to disobey. Even if she had the intention, she wouldn't dare to go against it. After all, she had the power and authority right now.

The Phoenix-resting Chamber was right in front of his courtyard, it was very quiet, other than Ah Yu sweeping the leaves, there was no other sound.

It was cold outside, so Luo Shang took off her clothes to change into a light colored cloth.

She carried the guqin into the courtyard, where Zhuo Jin placed a soft cushion for her. Then, she took the guqin from Luo Shang and placed it on the stone table.

Zhuo Jin smiled mischievously. Miss, it is really boring for us to stay in this dark courtyard all day. Don't you like to dance? "Alright."

She originally wanted to play the zither, but this girl insisted on making her dance.

Seeing that Luo Shang did not react, Zhuo Jin said, "Jump one. Zhuo Jin really likes to watch Miss dance. It's very, very beautiful. Let's do it like this, the young miss will dance, Sister Ah Yu will stroke the zither, and then, I … I'll cheer you on, okay? "

Luo Shang laughed helplessly, she looked gentle and perky with her soft and gentle moans, it was rare for her to do that.

Ah Yu patted the little girl's head, feeling angry but also finding it funny. You really know how to enjoy yourself. You let the young miss dance for you while I play the zither.

Zhuo Jin curled her lips and muttered: "Aiyo, I don't have as much ability as Big Sis Ah Yu. If I knew everything, I would have played the zither a long time ago."

"Alright." Luo Shang chuckled, it could be considered a compromise.

Ah Yu was really convinced of this girl, only a master like Young Miss could love her so much, and during General's Estate, it was the Madam who spoiled her so much that she fell into such a lawless situation.

If it was anyone else, this girl would have probably died a few times.

Ah Yu sat down and unwrapped the guqin. His fingers slid onto the zither strings. This zither's sound quality was very good. As the zither notes rang out, the women under the tree also began to dance with it.

Her steps were gentle, but not as gentle as they used to be. She was weak, perhaps because her body hadn't been well recently, making her seem weak and haggard.

Every step he took was measured to the limit. He gently raised his finger, and his soul seemed to float in the air.

Ah Yu's zither skills were all taught by Nalan Shu. Although they were far from Luo Shang's, there were still some that were pleasant to listen to. When she raised her head, she widened her eyes in astonishment. The man was standing behind Luo Shang, watching her dance elegantly.

Zhuo Jin swallowed her saliva, just as Ah Yu was about to speak, Leng Shaoyu signaled for her to continue, and did not expect her to cut his off from being serious.

The fallen leaves that filled the sky emitted a "sha sha" sound under his feet. Luo Shang jumped out of the beautiful spring of falling flowers, past the bustling autumn of grief.

Ah Yu's finger strike went wrong, disrupting the wrong position of the zither strings. Luo Shang's dance seemed to stop, and in the past few days of painstaking effort, her body became unsteady and unsteady, just nice to have a big palm supporting her tightly.

This temperature, could it be … Was it him?

Luo Shang turned her head around, and what she saw was the most familiar face, straight face, and straight body, and she could not help but look like a graceful and elegant Young Master Qianqian.

Zhuo Jin was just about to glance at them a few more times but she just happened to drag them away with him.

Luo Shang shifted her body and retreated a few steps, avoiding his touch.

The man didn't say anything. He only walked towards the stone table, his large hand faintly sliding across the zither strings. He was silent for a while.

She had preserved this zither very well.

Leng Shaoyu placed the guqin in her hand, gracefully picking up the leaves that were mixed in her hair, seeing her dodge, he maintained a calm face.

With his hands behind his back, he walked into the room and said, "Follow me."