The passers-by are vicious

Jiang Wanwan finally felt relieved after her brother Jiang Lang's marriage was finalized.

In Yaoguang Garden, the night was getting late and the servants all returned to their rooms to rest, leaving only Bier to keep watch.

Behind layers of gauze, on the bed, two figures intertwined.

Ji Xian had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his muscular chest muscles were covered with light red finger marks that he had just left.

Covering her fair skin are strong muscles all over her body, and her excellent figure exudes a youthful and sexy charm all the time.

She had thin eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and her hair was lazily scattered on the bed. Her deep and sharp eyebrows seemed to have melted into water as she stared at Jiang Wanwan's rosy face above her, and she could not get enough of looking at her.

Ji Xian's voice was slightly hoarse, but his tone could not hide his burning love, "Please, love me more."

Jiang Wanwan looked at the young general in front of her. She gently stroked Ji Xian's face and said softly, "Okay, I will love you more."

Ji Xian happily hugged the woman's waist, overwhelmed by the great happiness. He turned into a large dog and bit Jiang Wanwan's lips passionately.

"Hiss——" Jiang Wanwan suddenly felt a sharp pain and took a breath of cold air.

Ji Xian heard the gasp and subconsciously loosened his mouth, but it was too late.

"What's wrong? The dog is disobedient?" Jiang Wanwan frowned slightly, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth. She pinched Ji Xian's neck with her left hand and gently patted his cheek with her right hand.

Ji Xian rubbed Jiang Wanwan's hand, which was placed beside his ear, lovingly. His almond-shaped eyes were filled with the innocence of a teenager, with countless emotions flowing in them, as if he hoped to touch that cold soul.

"I've always...always liked you...Wanwan."

The veil slowly fell, completely covering the two figures on the bed.

After waiting for Ding Ji to get married with her own eyes and watching her brother get married, Jiang Wanwan finally let out a sigh of relief.

Perhaps because this matter was no longer weighing on her mind, Jiang Wanwan suddenly fell ill. She lay limp on the bed, her face as pale as paper.

After Liu Benchu ​​was called over, his brows were tightly furrowed, unable to hide his worry and anxiety.

He hurriedly diagnosed Jiang Wanwan's condition and quickly prescribed medicine, but his hands were shaking constantly, and it was obvious that he was very pessimistic about Jiang Wanwan's condition.

After Jiang Wanwan took the medicine and fell into a deep sleep, Liu Benchu ​​walked out of the house with a gloomy face.

When he was diagnosing Jiang Wanwan just now, he found that she had a slippery pulse!

Jiang Wanwan is physically weak and is not suitable for pregnancy and childbirth.

But now...

Liu Benchu ​​just felt that God seemed to be playing a joke on him.

He took a deep breath, walked heavily to Song Qiyuan who was standing at the door with his hands behind his back, and told him about this.

After hearing this, Song Qiyuan's face looked very ugly, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were slightly red, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

He was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "If you don't want this child, can Wanwan's body bear it?"

Before Liu Benchu ​​could answer, suddenly, an angry shout came from behind him.

"I won't let anyone take this baby away from me!"

Old Madam Song got the news from somewhere and hurried over with the support of Nanny Liu.

As soon as she entered the yard, she heard Song Qiyuan say that he wanted to abort the child. She was immediately furious and couldn't help but yell in anger.

"No one is allowed to touch this child!"

Song Qiyuan and Liu Benchu ​​were both stunned and forgot to respond for a moment. After a long while, Song Qiyuan came back to his senses and said, "Grandma, why are you here?"

Old Madam Song snorted coldly, walked into the house, and said sternly: "If I hadn't come, I don't know what ridiculous things you would have done. This child is the blood of our Song family. Who dares to touch a hair on him? Just try!"

Liu Benchu ​​quickly stepped forward and explained to Old Madam Song: "Old Madam, it's not that we want to take the child, but your condition is too serious. If we don't get rid of the child, I'm afraid..."

"Nonsense!" Old Madam Song interrupted Liu Benchu ​​by tapping her cane. "No matter how serious her condition is, we can't risk the child's life!"

Hearing what Old Madam Song said, it was obvious that she wanted to protect the younger and abandon the older. Song Qiyuan's face darkened: "I am the Marquis, she is my wife, I have the final say."

His tone was stiff and he looked at Madam Song with cold eyes.

Old Madam Song did not expect Song Qiyuan to be like this. Her face was full of anger and disappointment, but she still suppressed her anger and said, "This is your child. He may be your only child. If you really want to give up on him, just take my life with you."