Chapter 1152 She Can't Get Pregnant

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Oh?

What did he say "oh"?

Fu Xiyao felt that the delicate skin on her face was burning. She always felt that Ling Limu was making fun of her.

He seemed to see through but not say it.

That's right, she felt that he seemed to... like her, but she couldn't accept this love, so she was hiding.

She didn't want the two of them to have any intersection.

However, she couldn't be sure of his feelings. What did he mean? Did he like her or not?

This was only the second time the two met. It was too fast to say that he liked her.

Fu Xiyao was unsure of her thoughts for a while, and now she was teased by Ling Limu again. This man was young and handsome, but he had an indifference and depth that didn't match his age, which made people unable to see through.

Fu Xiyao has always lived straightforwardly and transparently. This was the first time she was so entangled, and for a strange man. She was so angry that she bit her bright red lower lip with her pearly teeth, and glared at him in a charming voice, "What are you saying?"

Ling Limu looked at her, his voice was low and mellow, "Whatever you think it is, that's it."

"..."

Fu Xiyao felt like she had punched into cotton, and she couldn't use any strength.

At this time, with a "pop", the lights in the hall finally lit up.

The vision was restored, and the riotous trampling just now gradually slowed down. The royal guards came to maintain order.

Fu Xiyao raised her beautiful eyes in the bright light and looked at the man in front of her. Ling Limu slightly bent his tall and handsome body, and a big hand was still supporting her side, firmly protecting her delicate body in his arms and the wall.

Ling Limu was looking at her, his black eyes were clean and bright at this moment, as if there were stars falling in them, and the stars were full of her.

Fu Xiyao quickly stretched out her hand to push him, "Mr. Mu, thank you so much this time."

Ling Limu left first, and he took a step back calmly, keeping a safe distance from her.

"Xiyao!"

At this time, an anxious voice came over, and Prince Rosen pushed through the crowd and ran over in a hurry.

"Xiyao, are you okay? Are you injured? I was scared to death just now!" Prince Rosen looked at Fu Xiyao nervously and concerned, fearing that she was injured at all.

Fu Xiyao shook her head, "Losen, I'm fine, it was Mr. Mu who saved me."

Prince Rosen quickly looked at Ling Limu, "Mr. Mu, thank you for saving Xiyao."

Ling Limu raised his thin lips, "No problem."

"Xiyao, I'll take you upstairs to change clothes."

"Okay."

Fu Xiyao left with Prince Rosen.

Watching Fu Xiyao's pretty figure disappear from his sight, Ling Limu retracted his gaze and turned away.

...

Ling Limu left the hall and came to the lawn. He raised his fingers to unbutton his black suit, revealing the white shirt and black trousers underneath. He casually held the suit in his hand. The young, handsome and fashionable man looked like a famous prince from a famous family.

At this moment, a quarrel suddenly sounded in his ears. It was Prince Luosen and his mother, Madam Yun.

Madam Yun said, "Luo Sen, Xiyao is already an adult, and your marriage with Xiyao is on the agenda. But yesterday, Xiyao's mother, Madam Lin, told me that because Xiyao has been physically impaired since childhood, she is simply unable to bear the risk of pregnancy, which means that Xiyao cannot conceive."

"Luo Sen, you are the only son in our family for three generations. Your father, your grandmother and I are all waiting to have grandchildren, and the responsibility of spreading the family line falls on you."

"Now Xiyao can't conceive, this is absolutely unacceptable. If the responsibility of carrying on the family line falls on you, how can I face my ancestors?"

The more noble the bloodline of the royal family, the more strict the feudal system. In such a royal family, the most important thing is offspring.

After Fu Xiyao married into the royal family, she became a princess. If the princess has no children, I wonder what the people will say?

Prince Losen showed a painful look on his face, "Mother, I love Xiyao, Xiyao is my pearl in my palm, even if she can't conceive, I will marry her!"

"Losen, mother knows how you feel, mother has always treated Xiyao as her own daughter, but there is no heir, this matter is serious, I have discussed with your father, after Xiyao marries, we will secretly arrange for a suitable woman to conceive with you, this child is Xiyao's biological child, call Xiyao mommy in the future."

"What? Mother, have you ever considered Xiyao's feelings when you do this? You let me have a child with another woman, and you want Xiyao to treat it as your own child?"

"Losen, there is nothing we can do about it, who let... Xiyao herself can't conceive, she should understand our difficulties."

"Mother!"

Ling Limu listened to the conversation between the mother and son, and then there was a slight sound behind him, someone was coming.

Ling Limu looked back and saw Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao's beautiful face, which was as big as a palm, turned pale, and her white and red eyes were covered with a layer of crystal water. Fu Qinglun and Lin Shiyu protected her too well and had not told her about this matter, so she was shocked and could not accept the fact that she could not conceive.

Fu Xiyao turned and ran away.

Ling Limu's eyes sank, and he immediately stretched out his long legs to chase after her.

...

Fu Xiyao left here. Her special car was waiting, waiting to take her back to Guding Castle after the ball.

She didn't take a car, but left by herself.

It was drizzling outside at some point, and Fu Xiyao ran out, hearing Madam Yun's words in her ears. She couldn't get pregnant, she couldn't have her own child, how ironic and painful it was for a woman.

Why?

Why was it like this?

At this time, a quick horn sounded, and a motorcycle rushed directly towards Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao forgot to react for a moment, and saw the motorcycle getting closer and closer to her.

Suddenly, a big hand reached out and grabbed her slender wrist and pulled hard, and her delicate body fell into a warm embrace.

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes and saw Ling Limu again.

This was the second time he saved her tonight.

"Why is it you again?"

Fu Xiyao's soft and sweet voice was filled with suppressed tears. She looked at the man in front of her with red eyes, and a bit of weakness and tenderness overflowed for no reason.

Ling Limu covered her little head with his black suit. His suit was big enough to cover her completely in his clothes, protecting her from the wind and rain. He curled his thin lips, "Don't you want to see me?"

That's not what she meant.

Fu Xiyao lowered her slender feathers, "You heard it too, I can't get pregnant, why are you still following me?"

Fu Xiyao pushed him away and turned away.

But the next second, Ling Limu's big hand came up again, and a few slender fingers held her slender wrist with a strong force that could not be questioned, "So what?"

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