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Chapter 338: Cut into pieces 1

Autumn has fallen on the mulberry fields, and the coldness has turned into a sad wind.

The flowers withered and turned into nothing, and the birds and swallows flew north and south.

Even in the golden autumn harvest time, it is the most ruthless and sad road.

It was still the same autumn as in previous years, but in Mo Qianchen's eyes it was completely black and white, no longer colorful and bright.

Standing in front of the window, Mo Qianchen caressed her belly, which had no bumps at all, and looked at the sunset in the sky. Silks of white hair were flying in the breeze. There was no light smile on the originally cold face, only the iron-blooded coldness remained.

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"Mom, take the medicine." The fat baby jumped in from the window holding a medicine bowl that was as big as him to others but was small to him.

Hearing this, Mo Qianchen withdrew his eyes from looking at the sky, lowered his head and reached out to touch the fat baby's head, then reached out to take the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Her master prepared the medicine for her, and she kept it until it was boiled. It was used to treat the fetus. Since she didn't take care of her own body at all some time ago, she now needs to take good care of it.

"Mother, let me touch my brother." Watching Mo Qianchen drink the medicine, the fat baby immediately crawled on Mo Qianchen's abdomen, stretched out his little hands to touch his clothes, and looked almost more attentive and careful than Mo Qianchen.

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Seeing this, Mo Qianchen gently stroked the fat baby's head: "My brother is still very young, you can't touch him now." It's only been more than a month now, and the child is still too young, too young.

The fat baby frowned slightly when he heard this, and said resolutely: "If I touch him for a few months, he will grow up."

When Mo Qianchen saw the fat baby saying this, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach her eyes at all.

"Chen'er, your body has been well enough to travel in the past few days. Let's go back to Jiufeng." At the door of the room, Leng Chenxin walked in and looked at Mo Qianchen, who looked like he was smiling but was actually uglier than crying.

, took a deep breath and forced a smile to look at Mo Qianchen.

This is the royal palace of the human race. Mo Qianchen will not like it here. Jiufeng is their home, and they will feel at ease only when they return there.

Hearing Leng Chenxin's words, Mo Qianchen, who was leaning against the window, paused for a moment, turned around and looked at Leng Chenxin and nodded: "Okay."

Leng Chenxin was still not happy after the good word came out. Mo Qianchen's face suddenly surged with a strong murderous aura, which was almost worse than the murderous aura on the black gun in Feng Shukuang's hand. Leng Chenxin was stunned.

"However, I have to deal with one thing first." His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of murderous aura. His white hair was flying behind Mo Qianchen, as if he was a life-threatening soul.

This... Leng Chenxin was stunned, what is Mo Qianchen doing? What's going on with such a strong murderous aura? This...

The orange-red sunset behind Mo Qianchen looked like the world was stained with blood for an instant, the bright red color was shocking.

When the wind blows, the hair flies away, and the white hair is like Yama who seduces the soul.

The sun sets and night begins.

There was no moon or stars, the sky was so dark that you could barely see your fingers when you stretched out your hand.

The cold wind blew over the palace, as sharp as a ghost crying.

Exhibition of the Queen's Palace.

Dozens of glazed lamps illuminated Queen Zhan's palace to every detail. The glazed lanterns and jade decorations all reflected the grandeur and exquisiteness.

The palace at the head of the harem is probably the most beautiful.

Empress Zhan was sitting in front of the glazed couch, with her confidant maid removing her makeup behind her.
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