She instinctively let go and protected her slightly swollen belly. She was already four months pregnant. As long as this child was born, it would be the Prince’s firstborn. At that ti, as a mother, she would surely gain status through her child...
So no matter what, she dared not let anything happen to the child!
But at this mont, Su Xingyan rcilessly kicked towards her!
"Ah——" A scream pierced the sky, almost shattering eardrums.
Su Xingyan was a martial artist; the force of this kick, let alone Qian’er being just an ordinary weak woman, and pregnant at that, even if she were strong and sturdy, she could not have withstood it!
Her whole body was kicked several ters away by Su Xingyan, falling to the ground in a sorry state, blood continuously flowing out from her body, her light pink skirt almost instantly stained a blood-red color.
With the last of her strength, she scread hoarsely at Su Xingyan: "Prince, I’m carrying your child, save , save ——"
She couldn’t die, she didn’t want to die, and her child, her child——
Her screams were so shrill that they drew the attention of the servants in the mansion, who ca over, stunned, to see what was happening.
Su Xingyan stood there with a cold, hard face, a few ters away on the ground, Qian’er clutched her belly, her whole body seed to be lying in a pool of blood, the air thick with the pungent sll of blood.
Only then did Su Xingyan see, Qian’er’s slightly swollen belly, and the horrifying bloodstains beneath her.
He stared at her in disbelief, she was pregnant? It was his child? So in his anger, with one kick, he had kicked away his own child...
For a mont, Su Xingyan was completely dumbfounded, what had he done?
Had he personally killed his own child?
Only now did he recall Qian’er’s face, that day when Han Yuxiao caught him waking from a drunken stupor, finding himself in bed with a maidservant, and it all ca vividly back to him...
His brows knit tightly, his mind a ss, that thick, bloody sll, that terrifying red blood, seed to starkly illuminate his cri. He shook his head, then uncontrollably turned and fled!
"Prince——" Qian’er, summoning the last bit of her strength, didn’t expect the Prince to actually run away.
"Save , save ..." She was already almost unable to make a sound, she was clearly feeling the blood wildly flowing out of her body, she felt like she was going to die soon.
The servants in the mansion finally reacted, with an old woman stepping forward to wrap Qian’er in clothes, picking her up, and then hurriedly called for a doctor.
When Han Yan ca upon the commotion, Qian’er had already been taken inside. After asking what happened, she went inside to see, almost nauseated by the heavy sll of blood. She too stared incredulously at Qian’er covered in blood, her heart inexplicably filled with panic, her voice carrying a slight tremor: "Was... Was it the Prince who did this?"
Qian’er, barely holding on, saw Han Jing and pleaded hoarsely: "Madam, Madam, save , save ..."
Han Yan’s heart was still trembling. She was scared, truly scared. Only by digging her nails fiercely into her palms could she force herself to calm down, and coolly said: "I warned you long ago, not to overestimate yourself. Now do you see what it ans to suffer the consequences of your own actions?"
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