General Yu was taken aback. He looked at Concubine Mei, who was writhing in pain on the ground, and he hesitated for a moment.
Was this kid his own?
Before General Yu could do something, the man on the side hugged Concubine Mei and shouted anxiously: "Mei'er, Mei'er, don't be afraid, I am here!" General Yu's hand was immediately clenched into a fist, and he wanted to shake it at the man's face. But when he saw Concubine Mei's painful appearance, General Yu's fist did not go down after all. Stomping his foot fiercely, General Yu roared: "Get out of my way! Get away!" No matter how angry he was, he couldn't attack a pregnant woman who was about to give birth.
As for the child in Concubine Mei's belly, it probably belonged to the man in front of him. Otherwise, who would be so concerned about a child who had never been related to him?
Thinking of this, General Yu's heart was filled with fire and anger. He glared at the two people fiercely before entering the mansion without looking back. Concubine Mei was in so much pain that there was cold sweat on her forehead. She covered her belly with one hand, and with the other hand she was still desperately grasping for General Yu: "Master...wait for me..."
She really couldn't believe her eyes. Did this man just leave her so unrelentingly? The child in her belly was his own flesh and blood!
The blood-stained hand was held in the air in vain, but she could not hold anything except the air. After a long time, she finally couldn't bear the pain in her abdomen, and her pale hands fell heavily on the ground. Her heart also fell into a bottomless abyss. Her man, the man she gave everything for, the man she once thought she could rely on for a lifetime, didn't even look at her, and just closed the door in front of her.
In the cold snow, Concubine Mei fell into a pool of blood and screamed desperately: "Master—" But no matter how she called, the door of the Yu Mansion never opened. The people inside seemed to be deaf, indifferent to her crying and pain.
In the crowd, someone found a carriage for her and persuaded her: "Mistress, the situation in front of you is not as important as having the baby. You should give birth to the baby and then talk about the future." Concubine Mei didn't seem to hear the words of others. Her teary eyes fixedly looked at the gate of the Yu house, as if she didn't believe that she was abandoned by General Yu.
The people around her and everyone else carried Concubine Mei into the carriage. The man then got into the cart and waved his hands to the crowd: "Thank you for your help. Let's go. Thank you, we can report it later." After speaking, the man told the coachman: "Quick, go to the nearest hospital!" The carriage started at the sound, pulling the man and Concubine Mei away.
In the carriage, Concubine Mei covered her belly with her hands and stared at the man in front of her closely. Seeing her resentful look, the man's face showed a nonchalant smile: "What are you looking at me for?"
Concubine Mei longed to tear the man in front of her to pieces and eat his flesh raw. It was this man who ruined her innocence and her life!
With a hoarse voice, she endured the pain and asked angrily: "Who are you anyway!?" There was no one in the carriage, and the man stopped pretending. He patted the dust on the feet of his robe and said with a smile: "I don't recognize you, and you don't recognize me. I advise you to hurry up and think about what you want to do. Don't bother thinking about who I am."
Concubine Mei was so angry that she burst into tears and said: "Why are you wronging me? When did I provoke you? Why did you have to spend so much effort to frame me!?" The man seemed to be holding back a smile and said: "I have no grievances with you, and I have no intention of framing you. I just took the money to do things for others. It doesn't matter who I am. It's better to think about yourself. Who did you provoke?"
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The Fierce Illegitimate Miss
RomanceYu Ling Long is the shu (born of a concubine) daughter in a general's family. Since her mother was only a tribute dancer, her position is the lowest of the low. She used to live with her mother outside the father's residence, and they only received...