Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 149 He will take revenge on her next child

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he stretched out his hand to lift Leng Ran's chin. Long Qingjue lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Ran'er, no matter what relationship you have with Jiu Yubai, why did you come to me? Now, I only want you It’s good to be by my side, let him pass other things, okay? I will set up a sky for you, and you can live a carefree life.”

Leng Ran raised her lips and smiled, and took the initiative to imprint his thin lips, and murmured in a vague voice, "Well, good."

After a deep kiss, Long Qingjue pressed his lips against Leng Ran's forehead, and gently stroked Leng Ran's right hand with his fingertips. When his fingertips touched her palm, something strange happened. On the palm of his hand, a blood-colored red mole slowly appeared, like cinnabar.

"Is this? A birthmark?"

Long Qingjue asked suspiciously, why did this red mole suddenly appear?
Leng Ran also shook her head with a confused face: "I don't know, I didn't have it before."

"Master, this red mole is the imprint left by that ghost. His resentment is very deep, and he presumably wants to take revenge on you..."

Ming'er's voice suddenly sounded in his mind. Obviously, Ming'er spoke to her alone through spiritual techniques.

what……

Involuntarily, Leng Ran's whole body was stimulated, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her teeth were shaking from the cold.

He... hates her?
Yes, if it was her, she would hate it too.

I'm sorry... I'm sorry, but what's the use of saying sorry, if it happens again, she will still dump him mercilessly, so he should hate her, he should.

"If it can make his soul feel at ease, I am willing to be revenged by him and go to hell to make amends"

Leng Ran was thinking like this in her mind, but her whole body was icy cold.

"His revenge is not you, but your future child. It's okay if you don't get pregnant in the future, but if you conceive again, he will never let it go...Master, what should I do? Do you want..."

Leng Ran felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if a hand was tightly pinching her heart, trying to crush it.

Does her child hate her, and repay the retribution not on her, but on her future children?

I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if you want to hate, blame me.

She won't have a second child either, there won't be...

Seeing Leng Ran suddenly shrunk into a ball, Long Qingjue frowned, and stretched out his hand to hold her tightly in his arms.

"Ran'er? What's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, it's nothing, it might be because of the wind and cold." Leng Ran curled up in Long Qingjue's arms, trembling all over her body.

Even though he said that, Leng Ran's heart was completely frozen, and Ming'er's words kept echoing in his mind, the sins she did, so retribution is due... Think about that little life, so look forward to coming to this place. In the world, but she brutally strangled him.

He was definitely resentful... She clenched her hands tightly, and the dazzling cinnabar red was separated between her fingers, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing that Leng Ran didn't want to mention it, Long Qingjue didn't ask any further questions. He hugged her tightly and watched her close her eyes, her eyelashes as long as saucer wings reflected densely in the dim light. Trembling, like a feather gently across his heart, seductive.

"Sleep, I won't be cold if I hold you, and the cold will be gone tomorrow."

The corner of Leng Ran's mouth raised an arc of happiness that he had never seen before, and he nodded and went to sleep.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's my fault, it's my fault...don't hate me, don't hate me..."

Hearing Leng Ran's murmured voice, Long Qingjue got up and lit the lamp to glance at Leng Ran in his arms.

At this time, Leng Ran curled up in his arms, like a child who made a big mistake, tears gushed out of the corners of his eyes like a stream, and the pillow was already wet.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry, it's my fault..."

Are you having a nightmare?

What on earth did she dream about? The words were so sad and desperate, and the tears flowed like a river, almost drowning his breath.

"Ran'er, wake up, wake up and look at me."

Junmei frowned, Long Qingjue hugged Leng Ran with great distress, stroked her cold face with his palm, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Leng Ran suddenly opened his eyes, the immature face in the dream and Long Qingjue's handsome face at this time actually overlapped, so similar, like a replica.

That was her child, her and Long Qingjue's child.

Thinking of that pink and jade-like little face that instantly became ferocious, Leng Ran was frightened for a while, frightened and desolate at the same time.

"Ran'er, what's the matter, did you have a nightmare?"

Holding Leng Ran's face, looking at the panic and helplessness in her eyes, my heart feels like being stabbed hard by the tip of a needle, almost bleeding.

Long Qingjue knew that Leng Ran was tempted by him, she had been tempted by him a long time ago, she had really fallen in love with him, otherwise, she wouldn't be so afraid of herself because of what happened today, Leng Ran at this time , even if they don't have their memories back then, but she is not the vicious woman Chu Yuqing said.

Raising her hand, she gently stroked Long Qingjue's sharp-edged facial contours with her fingertips, feeling the scorching heat, but her heart felt as if someone had poured ice water into her cold heart, making her want to shiver.

"I'm sorry, Long Qingjue...I'm sorry..."

The tears couldn't be stopped no matter what, but she obviously didn't want to cry, how could she be like this, actually regarded Long Qingjue as her deepest attachment and support, and let her emotions flood in front of him.

Looking at Leng Ran in front of him, while Long Qingjue felt distressed, infinite comfort and happiness filled his heart.

What does this mean? It means that Leng Ran is really in love with him, and she loves him.

Kissing Leng Ran's brow lightly, carefully hugging her tightly into his arms, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you care about me, as long as you love me, everything doesn't matter."

The corners of Leng Ran's lips parted slightly, all the words were stuck in his throat but he couldn't express them.

Long Qingjue, is it really okay?Does it matter even if I kill your child with my own hands?
If you knew, would you still answer so calmly?
General's House.

Jiu Yubai threw everything out of the room like crazy, Junyi's face was grim.

"I didn't expect him to be so harmonious with the body, and use the ghost king's ability to control us. I really underestimated him."

Thinking of Leng Ran being snatched away by him again, Jiu Yubai's heart was bleeding, he was about to spurt blood.

"We were careless. It seems that the Gu worms of the Gu Poison King should not be underestimated. Although they are not as good as those refined by the Nether Medicine Cauldron, they were refined by the Gu Poison King himself, and they actually helped Long Qingjue a lot." Qing Xiu frowned. Eyebrows, his face is very gloomy.

After thousands of calculations, I thought that I could eradicate the troubles forever, but I didn't expect it to be a mistake.

"This Gu poison king is so disgusting and bloody to help Long Qingjue. Doesn't he know that Long Qing will never marry his daughter?" Jiu Yubai gritted his teeth, and covered the arm injured by Long Qingjue with his hand , eyes full of hatred.

"It's not that the three princesses don't marry unless they are kings." Qingxiu brushed his beard, and a cold look flashed across his eyes: "But this Gu Qingmiao can be used more."

As the words fell, the Yin-Yang gossip mirror hanging on the wall suddenly lit up, Qingxiu was taken aback for a moment, and then a drop of blood shot over, a thin face with dark skin and narrow eyes slowly appeared on the gossip mirror. His eyes were out of focus, and his gray robe made him look a bit hunchbacked.

"Junior Brother, has the female ghost been found?"

"Senior brother, that female ghost lives in a three-inch shoe, and I wounded her several times, but she couldn't be fatal. I have to find her three-inch shoe."

The old man in the gray shirt in the gossip subconsciously raised his eyes, those narrow eyes were not in focus.

"Hmph, she is cunning. You have to hurry up and take her in before her memory is fully recovered. Her soul is a good medicine for refining elixir. Don't let her ruin your future plans." "Qing Xiu narrowed his eyes and finally warned.

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely solve her as soon as possible."

The interface of the gossip mirror disappeared, Jiuyubai frowned slightly, and asked uncertainly: "Master, isn't this the blind man who helped Ran'er in the nineteenth floor of hell? Is he your junior brother?"

Jiu Yubai was a little confused, why this blind man became Qingxiu's junior, and who was the female ghost they were talking about?
"Well, he's your uncle." Qingxiu nodded lightly, without explaining too much.

Seeing that the master didn't want to say more, although Jiu Yubai had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask too much. He knew that the master would definitely find a way to help him.

Long Qingjue!
The anger in Jiuyubai's heart exploded at the thought of being carried in his hands again and again.

"Master, what should we do next?"

"Heal the wound first, wait and see the change"

"But..." Thinking of Ran'er returning to Long Qingjue's side, Jiu Yubai felt very depressed.

"Didn't I know at the beginning, and gave her the consequences of the Valley of Unrequited Love, now we can only wait for the surprise that Leng Ran brings us." Qingxiu smiled meaningfully, although Long Qingjue's strength should not be underestimated, but The overall situation is still in his hands.

At this time, Long Qingjue's Achilles' heel was Leng Ran, so he was naturally happy to see their husband and wife resent each other, and another fisherman would benefit from it.

Jiuyubai's peach-blossom eyes flickered, but he didn't speak any more after all.

Ran'er was pregnant with Long Qingjue's child. Fortunately, she couldn't let go of the hatred, otherwise he would really go crazy.

It was almost noon when Leng Ran woke up, and there was no shadow of Long Qingjue on the bed beside her, and even the remaining warmth had dissipated.

Frowning slightly, she got out of bed straight away and walked to the window. The daffodils on the windowsill were shriveled because they hadn't been taken care of for a while.

Opening the window, bright sunlight came in immediately, covering her whole body, so bright that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

However, no matter how sunny the sun was, her heart was already so cold that it was rotten, and it even slowly began to fester.

In this world, what kind of sunshine is needed to shine into the darkest place in her heart and heal her festering wounds.

(End of this chapter)