Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 265
That would take away her heart along with it, leaving only her shell.

No, she doesn't want to be like that, then she will never be happy or happy.

"Mother Concubine, please, please don't take Zhen'er away." Zhen'er is her lifeblood, and besides her mother, she is the only relative in Lie Yan Kingdom.

"Lan Ximo, do you know what the people of Lieyan Kingdom say about you?"

She shook her head, she really didn't know.

"They say you are Lan Ting's daughter, that is to say, the daughter of an evildoer. A woman like you is not worthy of love at all, let alone Mo'er's love. You see, he will no longer see you in his eyes , Wan'er is back, in the past, there was only Wan'er in his eyes, Lan Ximo, you have never been anything but a woman who can give birth to him, hahaha, I still want you to live It is really a blessing to you in this yard..."

Concubine Zhen is still talking, that mouth keeps talking, but Ximo can't listen to a word, just looking at the little Zhen'er in Concubine Zhen's arms, anxious, and what Concubine Zhen said can't stop flashing in her mind After all, Concubine Zhen said that she would kill Xiao Zhen'er together.

She was terrified, and hurriedly shouted into the yard: "Sama, your name is Gulaga, hurry up, I want Zhen'er, I want Zhen'er..."

"Don't shout, they all went out to look for you just now, Lan Ximo, this is your life, someone, shut her up in the firewood room for me, gag her, and don't allow her to talk nonsense."

"Sama... Sama..." Ximo yelled desperately, but it was too late, after only two yells, a piece of soft cloth was stuffed into her mouth, and the two wives took one without any explanation. The rope tied her tightly, and then carried her away. Behind her was Xiao Zhener's crying voice, so loud that it hurt her eardrums, but she was so powerless. .

Ximo suddenly realizes that she is nothing without Yanmo and Gulaga, she is so useless, now, she can't even protect her own daughter.

He told himself not to cry, but the tears still flowed down uncontrollably, not because he felt sorry for himself, but because he was worried about Xiao Zhen'er.

What is she going to do?How to do it?

The two women's footsteps became faster and faster, and Ximo realized that the place they were going was actually the direction Yan Mo had just been to.

Isn't that the residence of Yan Mo and Feng Wan'er?
She wanted to ask her mother-in-law what she was going to do, but the cloth in her mouth made her unable to say anything.

In front of me, it was really a small firewood house, a small room, the door was opened by the woman, "Boom", she was thrown to the ground by the woman, and the throw hit her ankle that had been injured before, making her The pain was even more unbearable.

But no one cared about her life and death, the two women left quickly, the closed woodshed was full of wind, and the night began to get darker, she leaned against the door of the woodshed, thinking about Xiao Zhen'er, apart from praying that Concubine Zhen won't touch Xiao Zhen'er, she can't do anything now.

At this moment, she was so helpless and so sad.

From dark to dawn, it took only one night, and half of her hair turned gray. She was really going crazy, but everything was just beginning.

"Mo, I want to play on the swing." The genius Meng Mengliang, the yard became lively, outside the firewood house, Feng Wan'er was held by Yan Mo and pointed to a swing in the yard.

Yan Mo smiled, "Okay."

That smile was really eye-catching and so gentle, but that smile was not directed at her, but at Feng Wan'er.

Yan Mo, he really forgot her, and also forgot their child.

Staring at Yan Mo, she doesn't mind that he has Feng Wan'er, but she minds that he doesn't care about her and Xiao Zhen'er's lives.

At that moment, her heart was like stagnant water.

Just hugging the soft and boneless Feng Wan'er so tenderly, Feng Wan'er is more soft and beautiful than Feng Fei'er, she is the kind of woman who makes people want to pity her at first sight, her skin is as white as jade and almost transparent , the hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, without combing it, just poured it lazily on her body, but it made her look so charming, even if she saw it, she couldn't help but want to look at it a few more times .

The two sat on the swing together, Feng Wan'er sat on Yan Mo's lap, he wrapped one hand around Feng Wan'er's waist, and swung the other hand vigorously on the chain rope of the swing, immediately , the two of them swung high and high together.

Rising, falling, rising again, falling again.

Time and time again, the picture is so beautiful that people don't want to look away.

In her ears, there was Feng Wan'er's "giggling" laughter, she laughed really happily, that charming face was as bright and beautiful as a flower.

Outside the chaifang is the world of Yan Mo and Feng Wan'er, and she, like a spectator, is watching the sweetness of their embrace.

The flowers are fragrant and the grass is green, but there is only a haze in her space.

Ximo slowly closed her eyes, she didn't want to hear or see anymore, but Feng Wan'er's laughter never stopped.

Gradually, she who hadn't slept all night seemed to be in a daze, and then seemed to have passed out, her mind was full of little Zhen'er, and she couldn't worry about her child.

"Mother... Mother..." Xiao Zhen'er in her sleep would call her mother, and the little guy desperately called her, but she could only helplessly watch Concubine Zhen take her Xiao Zhen away forcefully. Son.

The shout made her wake up in a jerk, the purple room was dark, it took a while to get used to the darkness here, and she was able to see everything around her clearly, Ximo didn't know how long she had slept, nor did she know now What time is it, but Yan Mo has disappeared outside the firewood room, only Feng Wan'er is sitting on the swing and shaking gently with a smile, the picture is still so beautiful, to be honest, Feng Wan'er is very beautiful, although She looks similar to Feng Fei'er, but she gives people a completely different impression, a kind of pure beauty.

"Girl, are you tired? The lord told you to rest more. Let's go, go into the house to rest, and come out to bask in the sun after a while." A maid came over to persuade Feng Wan'er and said.

Yan Mo was so considerate, he did not forget to ask the maid to take good care of Feng Wan'er after he left, but he completely forgot about her, the woman who gave birth to his daughter.

This is her fate, the most important thing in his heart will always be Feng Wan'er.

Thinking sadly, she doesn't ask him to like her, love her or love her now, she just wants him to find their little Zhen'er and treat her well, it's just such a little extravagant wish Ah, but he doesn't know Yan Mo, does he know?

How nice it would be if she had a feeling in her heart, she would tell him, tell him over and over again.

No matter what, I can't worry about Xiao Zhen'er.

Feng Wan'er got off the swing, and the maid helped her into the room. Her back was graceful like a fairy's, and her long skirt swayed to the ground, making people daydream about her beauty infinitely.

For a whole day, Yan Mo didn't show up again, he must have gone out to find Yan Kang again, and he must have discussed with Yan Kang again about the plan to besiege Qicheng.

He was busy, she always knew it.

Someone brought food to Feng Wan'er at noon, but she in the woodshed was ignored, hungry and anxious, Ximo was really sad.

That whole day seemed as long as a year, and every moment made her unbearable.

When the night quietly entered her field of vision, her head began to ache, it was very painful, but her eyes were reluctant to move away from the yard, she only hoped to see Yan Mo, she hoped to see Xiao Zhen from his arms Son, even if it's just a glance, that way, even if she starved to death, she would be willing.

I tried to break the rope, but there was no sharp weapon in the firewood room. I just rubbed against the rope on her wrist behind her on a wooden board, but I couldn't see it. The rope should be broken a little bit. , but she didn't know how it was broken.

Impatient, only thinking about Xiao Zhener.

If Concubine Zhen came, even kicking her, scolding her and beating her would be better than not showing up. Concubine Zhen appeared, at least she could know from Concubine Zhen's mouth where Xiao Zhen'er is now?

But concubine Zhen didn't come.

Her whole body was already weak, if she hadn't been sitting on the firewood, she would have collapsed a long time ago.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and there was still no sound in the courtyard. It seemed that Yan Mo had never come back, or maybe he had already come back, but she just missed it.

I always seemed to hear Xiao Zhen'er crying, and the crying shook her eardrums and hurt her.

A gust of wind blew in while thinking wildly, quietly, with a familiar scent of medicine, that smell made her stunned, then raised her head with difficulty, her scattered hair blocked her sight, and forcefully He shook his head, and then he saw the person in front of him clearly, his brows immediately beamed with joy, it was Xiang Jinchen.

"Ximo..." He rushed over, then squatted beside her, stretched out his hand to untie the rope on her body, untied it in two or three strokes, pulled the cloth from her mouth, and breathed much easier immediately.

"Zhen'er, Jinchen, I want Zhen'er." She didn't care about anything, and the first thing she said to Xiang Jinchen was Zhen'er, and she was worried about Xiao Zhen'er all day long, that was her lifeblood kid.

He hugged her in his arms and patted her on the back lightly, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you away, let's find Xiao Zhen'er together."

She nodded, her hair was hanging down on his back, her heart was especially messed up, she never thought that she would end up like this when she came back with Yan Mo, this villa is the world of Concubine Zhen, and she cannot be tolerated at all, As for Yan Mo, only Feng Wan'er was left in his heart.

Or, if it was another woman, she wouldn't worry or have doubts, but this woman is Feng Wan'er.

It was Feng Wan'er whom Yan Mo loved deeply.

What would she use to compete with the person he loved so much?

She couldn't fight for it, and besides, she didn't have this right, she owed Feng Wan'er, and what she owed was a life, a life that would never be repaid in a lifetime.

In the deep night, Xiang Jinchen carried her on his back, she closed her eyes, listening to his soft and barely noticeable footsteps: "Jinchen, you are so stupid."

(End of this chapter)