The concubine enters the palace? The princess empties the palace and goes into exile with the baby

The clothes Wu Zhilan wore were not that tight-fitting and could not be too noticeable. In addition, the weather was very cold on the road, so she never took off her inner clothes and no one noticed.

Now after hearing what Song Liangji said, Wu Zhilan's face became very ugly.

She didn't care about anything else and went back to the tent and took off her clothes to check.

When she saw that her belly had grown bigger, her heart sank.

She is obviously in her forties, why can she still get pregnant?

Getting pregnant in such a place was undoubtedly a death sentence for her child.

Wu Zhilan couldn't believe it. She sat on the ground and didn't know how long it had been. It was not until Song Liangji came over to ask her about the situation that he realized that she was indeed pregnant.

Song Liangji frowned tightly, "You and Wenchuan are sleeping together?"

Wu Zhilan looked at Song Liangji, her eyes reddened, "We only slept together twice."

"Don't be too scared. Let's discuss it tomorrow morning." Song Liangji added, "It's getting late. You should rest first."

How could Wu Zhilan sleep?

She is pregnant, she is pregnant!

Wu Zhilan covered her face and was devastated.

There were people sleeping around her, and she didn't dare to cry loudly, so she could only crawl into the bed and cry.

Isn't this a joke? Song Shi and Song Chuxue are already in their twenties, but she is pregnant again. If it gets out, it will be so embarrassing!

Wu Zhilan couldn't accept it, she really couldn't accept it!

So she didn't sleep all night.

When he walked out of the tent the next day, not only did he have dark circles under his eyes, but his eyes were also abnormally red and swollen. He looked exhausted and listless.

Everyone was already outside the cave.

Song Liangji had already told everyone that Wu Zhilan was pregnant. When they saw Wu Zhilan come out, everyone's face looked unhappy.

Especially Song Jiaqi, who had anger in his eyes at this moment.

Jiang Chunhua walked up to Wu Zhilan, an expression of disbelief in her eyes, "Zhilan, how...how could you be pregnant?"

Wu Zhilan said, "If you ask me, who should I ask?"

She was so old, yet she suddenly got pregnant. This made Wu Zhilan extremely unbelievable.

Of course, she didn't want this child either, because Song Wenchuan was dead and her sons and daughters were not around. In addition, everyone's situation was very difficult now. If she gave birth to the child rashly, it would not be good for either her or the child.

Jiang Jingshu asked, "Are you sleeping with Wenchuan?"

"Yeah." Wu Zhilan did not hide it. After all, there was no need to hide such things.

Song Jiaqi said with a sullen face: "This child cannot be kept. You must find a way to get rid of him."

"What?" Wu Zhilan looked at Song Jiaqi. Although she didn't want a child, she felt very unhappy when she heard these words from Song Jiaqi.

Song Jiaqi said, "Think about it yourself. We have trouble eating right now. If you keep this child, how will he survive? How will you let all of us survive?"

Wu Zhilan didn't want to hear this even more.

She walked up to Song Jiaqi, put her hands on her waist and said, "This child is in my belly. Whether he gives birth or not is up to me. It has nothing to do with you! Besides, this child is your nephew. You are going too far!"

"Am I going too far?" Song Jiaqi's heart was filled with anger. "Tell me yourself, if you give birth to him, are you capable of raising him? You still rely on us, he's just a burden. If you insist on giving birth to him, then leave here. None of us wants to serve you!"

Song Liangji stood beside Wu Zhilan and looked at Song Jiaqi. "Brother, no matter what, this is Wenchuan's posthumous child. And Wenchuan died because of you. Do you think it's appropriate for you to treat his posthumous child like this?"

The others didn't want Wu Zhilan to give birth to the child, but after Song Liangji said this, they realized that having such an idea was indeed...

Song Jiaqi originally wanted to continue to stop it, but Song Liangji's words left him speechless!

Zhao Derou came over and said helplessly, "This child is indeed Wenchuan's posthumous child, and Wenchuan died because of you. If you insist on asking her to abort the child, it will be unfair to both the child and Wenchuan! Let's see what she thinks first. If she wants to have the baby, then we can have it. If she doesn't, then we can make other plans!"

Song Liangji shifted his gaze to Wu Zhilan. "No matter what, this is still a life. If you abort it, you will add to the sin of killing. This is a sin, and it's not good!"

Wu Zhilan gritted her teeth. She glanced at Jiang Chunhua and the others, then at Song Jiaqi. "This child is indeed Wenchuan's posthumous child. He's already dead. This is the only child he has a connection with. I don't want to abort it!"

Originally, Wu Zhilan didn't want this child because her life was already a problem now. Giving birth to him would only make life more difficult and she might even face the situation of not being able to support him.

But, he is her and Song Wenchuan's child. Song Wenchuan loves her so much and protects her so much. If she aborts him, he will definitely be very sad if his spirit is in heaven.

For Song Wenchuan's sake, she shouldn't abort the child!

So she wanted to give birth to the baby, no matter what the outcome, she wanted to give birth to the baby.

Song Jiaqi snorted coldly, "If that's the case, then just give birth to the child. But I don't care about his affairs, you figure it out yourself!"

He said that and walked away.

Wu Zhilan was furious and was about to speak when Song Liangji suddenly spoke up, "It's okay. Since this child is Wenchuan's, then as Wenchuan's second brother, I should also take good care of this child. You give birth to the child, and I will help you raise him in the future."

Wu Zhilan didn't expect that Song Liangji would say such words to her.

She was so moved that her eyes were red. "Thank you, second brother."

"We're all family, no need to be so polite!" Song Liangji said, "You didn't get enough rest last night, did you? Go back to sleep. I'll call you for dinner later."

"Okay!" Wu Zhilan nodded and left.

Zhao Derou frowned when she saw this.

But he didn't say anything and immediately left the cave.

Song Xin followed and called out, "Mom."

Zhao Derou paused and turned to look at Song Xin. "What's wrong?"

Song Xin walked up to her and lowered his voice, "Mother, could it be that Second Uncle has fallen in love with Aunt Wu?"

Zhao Derou frowned. She glanced at Song Liangji, who was not far away, then at Song Xin, and said in a low voice, "Don't say anything carelessly!"

Wu Zhilan's husband and Song Liangji are brothers. Although Song Wenchuan is dead, Song Liangji is still Wu Zhilan's second brother, and the relationship between them cannot be erased.

Therefore, if Song Liangji really fell in love with Wu Zhilan, she would definitely treat him as a joke and would definitely break his nose!

"Aunt Shen, Concubine Zhou, and Concubine Gao have all gone to Song Yao's place. Second Uncle has no family here. If he likes her, no one can stop him." Song Xin added, "If they really can be together, we should also bless them."

Zhao Derou felt helpless for a moment. She reached out and touched Song Xin's head. "You are still young. You don't understand adult matters. Go and get busy first."

"Oh." Song Xin wanted to say something else, but since Zhao Derou had already said that, he chose to keep silent.