Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 440 [Ugly people and gods share the anger]

The bright light on the horizon gradually turned into a fiery sunset glow.

The hall was still terribly silent, Xuanyuan Jiaye raised his head, his empty eyes seemed to have lost his soul.

"She can't wake up." He sighed.

Zui Yao secretly thought that something was wrong, he felt the death aura from Xuanyuan Jiaye, he reacted quickly and hit Xuanyuan Jiaye's hands, for fear that he would destroy the gate of life.

"How are you doing?"

Chen Lingling's weak voice was like a mosquito, but in this silent hall, it was like a thunderbolt, blasting towards the two brothers in front of him.

Xuanyuan Jiaye looked at the bed in astonishment, the woman's bloodless, white and frightening face was reflected in his eyes.

"Ling'er?" His voice was trembling, he took a sudden step and knelt beside the bed, he said incredulously, "Are you alright?"

Zui Yao also leaned over and looked at her as if he had seen a ghost, "Are... are you really alright?"

With such a big and deep gash in his stomach, he can wake up unscathed?
Chen Lingling smiled wryly, "Actually, I woke up halfway through, but the incision hurt so much that I passed out again without the anesthetic."

Xuanyuan Jiaye did not move at this time, but Chen Lingling's eyes froze, but the corners of his mouth froze.

The man in the dragon robe just knelt there, with his head bowed, his forehead pressed against the edge of the bed, his hands tightly holding her, his shoulders were shaking, he was crying, crying like a child.

Chen Lingling was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her hand and patted the back of his hand, seeming to comfort him, "Okay, I'm going to die, go and bring the child here for me to see."

Zui Yao knew that he was not suitable to stay here at this time, "Brother Huang, go and give you hugs, you all rest for a while."

The two of them didn't close their eyes for a whole day and night, but Zuiyao could understand his feelings. Although he liked Chen Lingling, they were also his younger siblings. All he could do was restrain himself, but he didn't know how long he could restrain himself. .

After Zui Yao asked Bai Yan to carry the child into the bedroom, his legs softened, his eyes darkened, and he fell towards the ground.

Fortunately, Qiandong caught him quickly, otherwise his face would be disfigured.
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Chen Lingling braced herself against the pain from the incision and slowly got up a little bit. Whenever she moved, the incision felt like being scalded by hot iron, and she grinned in pain.

But when she saw her youngest son, those pains seemed to disappear in an instant.

The baby in swaddling clothes fell asleep peacefully. Chen Lingling just took it over and just glanced at it, but immediately frowned, a little disgusted, "Why is it so ugly! Did you hold it wrong?"

The corner of Bai Yan's mouth twitched, "Master, babies are like this when they are born, it will be fine when he grows up and his five senses are opened."

Chen Lingling glanced at Bai Yan in doubt, then turned to look at the youngest son in her arms, still unable to accept it, she handed it to Xuanyuan Jiaye, "Hold it, I'm going to sleep."

She is a standard face control, but she will never be an idiot. She thinks she is not ugly, and Xuanyuan Jiaye is so handsome. Why is this child... so ugly that both people and gods are angry, if she is not the only one in the palace who gave birth to a child , she will definitely think that the hug is wrong.

Xuanyuan Jiaye quickly caught the youngest son who was despised by his parents, he was taken aback when he saw the child, but the love in his eyes did not diminish.

It wasn't until he calmed down that he realized what he did at that time. He was going to kill the child. Fortunately, brother Huang stopped him. Otherwise, when Chen Lingling woke up, it would be over.

The guilt in his heart soared, the more Xuanyuan Jiaye looked at his younger son, the happier he became, he found it cute no matter how he looked at it, and even poked his sleeping son's face carefully.

He smiled blankly, really soft and tender, better than Ling'er's skin.

(End of this chapter)