Tang Xuerou fell asleep in the deep voice of the Black Dragon Zhan Qing.

In the dream, she always felt uncomfortable. I wonder if it was because the three babies were oppressing her, and she felt her stomach was heavy.

Then some broken memories flashed through her mind!

"Aren't you little Yan Luo? If you die here, no one will remember you."

"I didn't ask you to save me, nor did I let you block the knife for me."

"I don't need it, do you hear it?"

"If you die, I won't shed a tear for you!"

It was still in the dream that the brother whose face was always blurry and she couldn't see clearly. He grabbed her shoulders and said every sentence in a very low and vigorous manner. For some reason, she felt that his tone was so familiar.

Tang Xuerou gasped gently, she said.

"I... won't die."

"I have a younger brother..."

"I have... my family."

The man opposite was silent. His fingers seemed to brush her cheeks with blood and sweat mixed with blood. He lowered his head and dropped a very light kiss on her forehead. The kiss was as light as a feather, and she was a little dazed.

, I heard the boy say.

"I want you to be alive. Did you hear that?"

"If I say you are dead and I won't cry, I will lie to you."

He lowered his head. The kiss was so light, but it could make people feel the scorching power brought by the kiss. His lips seemed to be dry and cracked. He hugged her, he said.

"I have the last potion here, I'll call you. I want you to live."

"If you die, I will cry, feel uncomfortable, and be heartbroken."

"Even if it's for me, hold on."

The wound seemed to be less painful - Tang Xuerou recalled everything in the dream, but she felt it was incredible. Has she been injured? Why didn't she remember it at all? It was indeed just a strange dream.

Maybe it's just a parallel space-time self.

She thought this in her heart, but she also felt that she was struggling to survive, and that powerful force indeed burst out from her body.

She tried her best to live.

She gasped, the heavy feeling in her abdomen never disappeared, and then the scene changed. She heard someone approaching her, lifting up the clothes on her abdomen, looking at her, and speaking.

"The scars on the abdomen are too conspicuous... Use some means to remove them. The laser is so unaware that she can't see it, so she will have cosmetic surgery."

"In the end, it should be able to fade to the level equivalent to a shallow birthmark and will not be discovered by anyone."

The other party nodded, but sighed a little.

"This little girl is hurt so much... but she is on her abdomen again. If this happens, if we do such plastic surgery on her, even the obstetrician and gynecologists may not find any problems at the beginning."

"But she is a girl after all, and she wants to get married."

"When she is giving birth, she will suffer."

The person opposite seemed cruel and ruthless.

"It's already a blessing to be able to survive. Why should I consider getting married and having children for her in the future?"

"It is her blessing that she can block the sword for the young master."

She felt as if she had been pushed into the operation room, and her heart skipped a beat. This conversation seemed to clear away the clouds and let her peek into some terrible truth. Wait for a while, what terrible things she had experienced?

?

The most important thing is that her baby...

When she thought of her baby, she suddenly felt heartbroken. Will there be problems with her baby? Thinking of this, Tang Xuerou shivered. If there is a problem with her baby, she really doesn't know what to do.

Could it be that this is why her fetal movements are more frequent than normal people?

When she gives birth, she will be more likely to have crises.

Then can her baby be safe?


Chapter completed!