Lan Ling Qian was six months pregnant and couldn’t sleep with him at all, but he was happy just staying by her side.
Other than official business, they were inseparable.
She was envious of Lan Ling Qian, envious of the love she received from Rong Mu Ling, envious of having a normal happy life that a woman could have.
If it was her, she would even be willing to die after enjoying it for a few years.
It was a pity that Lan Ling Qian didn’t think the same.
She had her obsession, she had her purpose, and she had something to do.
After she left that day, Lan Ling Qian slipped. It was very dangerous to miscarry when you were six months pregnant, but she had her obsession and she did it.
The only suspicious person was the previous host because only the previous host had been in Lan Ling Qian’s room that day.
When Rong Mu Ling rushed back, Lan Ling Qian laid in bed with a pale face as she stroked her stomach and said while crying, “Sorry, I couldn’t protect our child.”
He immediately locked the previous host in the woodshed and searched her room.
The previous host liked to paint, so there were many paintings in the house. There was only one person in those paintings, it was Rong Mu Ling.
The housekeeper found some unknown powder among the paintings and the doctor confirmed that it was miscarriage medicine.
The couple of three years who had been kind to each other had split apart that day.
Rong Mu Ling divorce the previous host without another word and expelled her from the Rong Manor.
The previous host kneeled in front of him with the divorce papers and kept saying, “It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it really wasn’t me…..”
“If you don’t get out, you can stay in this wood shed until you die.” Rong Mu Ling’s voice was very cold and there was even killing intent in those bloodshot eyes.
These were the last words Rong Mu Ling said to her. Even before she died, his eyes that were as cold as ice were in front of her, making it so painful that she couldn’t breathe.
She stayed in the wood shed for a month and was half under house arrest. There would sometimes be people who brought her food and sometimes there wouldn’t be.
During this month, she thought a lot. From meeting Rong Mu Ling to marrying him to today.
Actually, she regretted it.
If she didn’t marry Rong Mu Ling, perhaps she would have found a man who was truly good to her.
She didn’t need fame or glory, she just wanted a normal life, that would be a blessing to her.
It was a pity that she couldn’t repeat life.
That night, taking advantage of the quiet night, she jumped into the lack in the back with her divorce papers.
When the ice cold water assaulted her mind, she dreamed about peach blossoms filling the sky appearing in the Rong Manor.
She drank a glass of wine and with a faint smile, she brought all her thoughts to the bronze mirror in the Chaos Space.
In the world of the previous host, after she died, the Rong and Luo Families were destroyed from fighting, both publicly and secretly.
The crown prince became the strongest power and the empress had achieved her goal, reaping the benefits.
Now she had gone back to one minute before the previous host died.
Wait? One minute?
She quickly accepted the memories and she also started to quickly suffocate.
Luo Qing Chen could feel the ice cold water stimulating her mind and she kicked, quickly swimming to the shore.
It was a good thing that her ‘martial arts’ were good, so swimming wasn’t hard for her. However, the coast that she landed on wasn’t the Rong Manor, but rather a very desolate place!
System, where is this?
[The lake behind the Rong Manor leads to the south of the city, the host is quite good at swimming.]
Luo Qing Chen shook her hands after landing on the shore. When she was about to wring out her clothes to avoid catching a cold, there was a sharp glow as an ice cold sword was placed on her neck.
Damn! What was this situation?