Ye Qinghuan lay on his side on the bed, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes flashed like stars in the dark night.

The guard's words seemed to remind Yelanling.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have introduced Prince Alcohol to him that she was his wife, and he deliberately misled Prince Alcohol that she was already pregnant with his child!

A man has a woman by his side, who doesn't care about her cold words, and who generously introduces outsiders that she is pregnant—in the eyes of anyone, the child a woman carries belongs to this man!

Prince Alcohol obviously thought so too, otherwise he wouldn't have been silent at the time.

The more she thought about it, the more disgusting she felt in Ye Qinghuan's heart, and she couldn't help but sit up and cover her chest and pat it gently.

Naturally, she hasn't reached the stage of morning sickness yet, it's just that she is too disgusted by Ye Lanling's deliberate guidance.

If it goes on like this, all the people in Dongchu will think that the child in her belly is from Yelanling!

Regardless of whether she is disgusting or not, can she let Uncle Nine leave her child with the surname of Yelanling? Not even a misunderstanding!

But, if Ye Lanling was really fighting this idea, how could she stop him?

Ye Qinghuan frowned deeply, thinking quietly about this question in the dark night.

That night, after Yelanling left the palace, Murong Yu and Prince Alcohol talked for a while, but there was no obvious result, and for the time being, they could only ask this big Buddha to stay and let him deal with Prince Lie.

After a few days, Ye Lanling was considerate to Ye Qinghuan, and envied the little maids in Prince Alcohol's Mansion, but he could only see the surface, and he couldn't see those dirty pasts.

Ye Qinghuan thought about Ye Lanling's actions repeatedly, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, which also confirmed the guess in her heart before, and she couldn't help but be angry.

Why should she and Uncle Nine's children be humiliated by this perverted beast!

It has nothing to do with him for half a dime!

When a maid actually persuaded Ye Qinghuan to get married, and Ye Lanling was laughing like a flower on the side, Ye Qinghuan finally couldn't help it, was angry, lifted a table of delicious food, and roared: "The child is not his!" Not his! It's ...... me."

Forcefully, she stopped the word 'Ninth Uncle' under the gaze of Ye Lanling's cold and vicious eyes.

Ye Qinghuan sat down in frustration, she knew that if she shouted the word 'Ninth Uncle', all these maids who heard it would die, and ...... It will also anger Ye Lanling, and I don't know what he will do to hurt her.

What she feared most was that he would deal with the people around her before.

"Get out of here!" Ye Lanling slapped Fang Cai's mouthy maid with a palm, and the maid suddenly flew out of the room and passed out.

The other maids were so frightened that they hurriedly fled the room.

Ye Lanling waved out a palm wind, closed the door, stepped forward with a cold face, and grabbed Ye Qinghuan's shoulder: "Tell you, Murong Jiu will never return to this place again!" You'll never want to go to the Ancient Realm again! If I hear his name from you again, I promise that I will do anything! ”

Ye Qinghuan looked at Ye Lanling coldly, her red lips pursed, and she didn't say a word.

This-man actually wants to dominate her...... And the baby in her belly!

She knew what he was thinking—wasn't this the best way to break her up and her ninth uncle? Isn't that the most disgusting way to her?

But, he won't be happy!

Uncle Nine will definitely come to her, and he will definitely take her away from this beast!