After the host binds to the childbearing system, one baby will be born.

Madam Hou leaned against the bed frame, her face still a little flustered. She held Su Ma's wrist tightly, and couldn't help crying:

"I just dreamed that Siyuan committed suicide and died right in front of me! I didn't have time to stop him, and the blood splattered on my face. It made my heart ..."

Nanny Su asked Jianwu to bring a cup of warm water and helped Madam Hou drink it. Then she said in a gentle voice:

"Madam, this is all a dream! The prince is still alive and well. As the saying goes, you think about what you think about. You must have had such a dream because of what you talked about the prince before! Moreover, dreams are the opposite of reality, so don't worry too much."

After repeated comforting from Nanny Su, the Marquis's mood gradually stabilized.

As soon as the talisman takes effect, Bao Jie'er will broadcast the situation live to Lin Shuwan, and she will see the scene in the Marquis's dream.

Especially when she saw Chen Siyuan committing suicide, she was shocked!

It turned out that Madam Hou was afraid that her son would commit suicide because of Qingluan, and Chen Siyuan even threatened Madam Hou with suicide!

When the Marquis' wife woke up, she was so frightened that she was out of her mind. Lin Shuwan was laughing happily.

Damn it! Vicious woman!

When she learned that the Marquis's wife had sent someone to call back the Crown Prince Chen Siyuan, her big dark eyes were filled with teasing.

The doom charm should also come into play!

In a room in Chunyu Tower.

It was noon at this time. Chen Siyuan's clothes were worn haphazardly, revealing large areas of skin. His body was covered with many scratches and bite marks, looking extremely ambiguous.

He was lying lazily on the couch, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and beside him was a beautiful woman.

Qingluan was wearing a pink chest-length skirt, with her see-through top slightly pulled down, revealing her fair collarbone and shoulders. Her eyes were seductive, her breasts were half exposed, and her bright red lips were a little swollen. She leaned against Chen Siyuan's chest and said softly:

"Master, you've been out for more than a day. You should go back to the Marquis' Mansion to see the Madam and the Crown Prince's Consort. Otherwise, I'm afraid..."

Qingluan said, lowering her head slightly, her eyes slightly red, sobbing softly, and her voice became extremely sad:

"Now that you have a wife, you should put the Crown Prince's Consort first. Qingluan is already very satisfied with my company these days. Please don't let Qingluan cause me to be alienated from the Crown Prince's Consort and Madam."

Chen Siyuan put down the wine jug, reached out and pinched Qingluan's chin, and lifted her face.

The tears in Qingluan's eyes suddenly became like tears that had broken off the string and kept rolling down. The sadness and pain in her eyes made Chen Siyuan's heart ache.

"Don't mention them! It's all my fault. I can't give you a name."

Chen Siyuan lowered his head and kissed away all the tears on Qingluan's face. Then he kissed her red, swollen and soft lips hard, while his other hand patted her back soothingly.

It was a long time before Chen Siyuan let her go.

Qingluan's face was flushed at this time, and her body was limp as she lay in Chen Siyuan's arms. Her chin rested on Chen Siyuan's heart, feeling the ups and downs of his chest, and a hint of complacency flashed across her eyes.

So what if she is the daughter of the general? So what if she is a prostitute in a brothel?

Didn’t the prince still abandon Lin Shuwan and choose her?

Chen Siyuan looked at Qingluan's flushed cheeks, her pair of tender eyes filled with his shadow, her red lips were swollen and red, and her breathing was panting, obviously she was aroused.

The sadness in his eyes grew darker. He turned over and pressed Qingluan under him, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely again. With one hand, he pressed Qingluan's upper hand on her head, and with the other hand, he tore off her clothes.

A breeze suddenly blew in the room, but the two people who were in high spirits did not react.

Chen Siyuan suddenly felt his back stiffen, and a chill stuck to his back.

suddenly.

The soft couch beneath him made a slight crackling sound.

Chen Siyuan stopped moving, but Qingluan was troubled by his stopped movements. She moaned softly and twisted her soft waist.

click-

boom--

"what!"

It collapsed and fell apart.

Chen Siyuan pressed Qingluan down and laid on the broken wood. The two of them had a friendly conversation at this time, but it also came at a huge price.

Some broken pieces of wood and wooden thorns pierced Qingluan's back fiercely. Especially when being pressed by Chen Siyuan, she felt like she had pressed something and was injured.

Qingluan burst into tears of pain, and her hands broke free from Chen Siyuan's restraints. She reached out to push Chen Siyuan away, screaming, "Ah! It hurts! Go away!"

Chen Siyuan quickly got up, his clothes wide open. Just as he was about to reach out to help Qingluan who was lying on the ground, he stepped on broken wood and fell forward, with his head hitting Qingluan's stomach hard.

"Ah!" Qingluan suddenly let out a shrill scream. Her stomach felt like it was hit hard by a hammer. She turned pale from the pain and couldn't help but curl up.

Chen Si was so scared that he got up again. He knelt on one side and carefully helped Qingluan up with shaking hands. He saw a small pool of blood on the ground. There was actually a sharp piece of wood stuck in the lower back. When he hit it with his head, the wood went deeper.

"I'm sorry Qingluan! I didn't expect the soft bed to collapse. I didn't mean to do that just now."

Chen Siyuan hurriedly wanted to carry Qingluan to lie on the bed. He just carried Qingluan around the broken soft couch and took a few steps. When he was about to reach the bed, he stepped on the hem of his clothes unexpectedly and was pushed forward.

Qingluan in his arms just flew out, and fell heavily to the ground, with her head hitting the solid wooden bed. She didn't even scream, and she fainted.

Chen Siyuan tripped over the hem of his own clothes and fell flat on the ground. His nose hit the floor hard and he felt a sore nose. Tears started to flow and two bright red bloods flowed from his nostrils.

He looked up in a daze and saw Qingluan lying on the ground with a wound on his forehead, bleeding profusely.

Chen Siyuan's eyes widened, and he shouted in panic: "Qingluan!"

Chen Siyuan climbed up again, knelt down and crawled to Qingluan's side, reached out and pushed Qingluan's body, but there was no response.

This scared Chen Siyuan so much that his mind went blank. He reached out to feel Qingluan's breath and found that she was still breathing.

Chen Siyuan quickly turned around and called out, "Someone, come quickly!"

Chen Siyuan's two gatekeepers pushed the door open quickly and saw their own young master kneeling on the ground with his clothes open. Two bright red bloodstains were flowing from his nose, staining his clothes red.

Miss Qingluan was lying on the ground, her forehead and the back of her waist were covered in blood, her clothes were in disarray, her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was dead.

The two servants looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Did the prince kill Miss Qingluan?