Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 618 He Won't Marry You

Qing Chuan was restrained and tried to struggle, "Luo You! Luo You—" she shouted behind him, but the left and right soldiers directly covered her mouth and nose and dragged her away.

Horrific shouts came from the prison in Ulan City. The long corridor was cold and narrow, and every step Qingchuan took was trembling with fear.

She couldn't help stroking her abdomen with her hand, thinking about the way out.

Luo You didn't recognize himself, but nothing happened to him and the child in his womb.

Zhong Wuya from Luojiabao happened to be in Ulan City at this time, and he accidentally heard about the capture of the female thief. "It's a bit strange to say that this female thief is a pregnant woman. She can call out the Chinese surname of Prince Uwe, and even complains that she knows him."

An imperceptible thought flashed between Zhong Wuya's brows.

Qingchuan sat on the haystack in the cell and was worried. She was cold and afraid, and she was very worried about her child.

When the night was past, it seemed that she was not going to interrogate her tonight,' which meant that Qingchuan had no chance to avenge herself.

The candles in the prison were very dim, and everything fell into silence.When she was drowsy, Qingchuan heard some extremely quiet sounds, which seemed to be the sound of keys unlocking.

She woke up suddenly, and a masked man in black was opening the cell door. Looking around, she found that the other guards were asleep.

The door finally opened, "Madam, come with me!" said the masked man in black.

Qingchuan didn't ask about the origin, but only believed that it was Yuan Ji's people who came to save him.

The person who saved her was extremely skillful, she could sense it.

But the strange thing is that the escape was very smooth. Could it be that everyone was drugged?

"Madam! Get out of here quickly, you can't stay here for long, for the sake of you and your loved ones, it's better not to dwell on the past."

Qing Chuan read some hidden meanings, and suddenly thought of something in his mind, he was stunned, and grabbed his sleeve, "Did you come from him?! Luo You didn't lose his memory at all, did he? He has something to hide, doesn't he?! "

The masked man in front of him had unfathomable eyes, looked at her, and said in a low tone: "Miss Qingchuan is a smart person, she should know what to do, it's best for you to leave earlier."

"No!" Qingchuan flatly refused, "I came all the way from Anjing to find him, just to meet him, how could I fall short? How difficult it is for me, do you know?!"

Qingchuan's emotions suddenly became agitated. No matter how difficult it was, she gritted her teeth and persevered along the way.The old Luo You still appeared in her mind.

But it was gone overnight.

Luo You went crazy and disappeared, the Hou Mansion was convicted, and the whereabouts of the Second Miss were unknown.Came to Beimo after a lot of hardships, but never thought of Luo You but didn't recognize himself.

There were tears in her eyes.

"Leaving is the best ending for you. His identity has changed and he has lost his memory. He is just Prince Uwe with a bright future. It's not that he carried you on his back, but what you like is just the ignorant him, the real one. He belongs to the grassland and has never met you. You have gone through untold hardships to make him recognize a stranger, what is the plan? Do you think he will marry a lowly servant?"

Qing Chuan leaned against the cold wall slumped, her heart was broken every inch, and the last bit of hope disappeared from her eyes.

Seeing that she was hit, the man suddenly said: "I think, Yuan Ji will find your trace in a short time. I hope to bid farewell here, and there will be no future!"

Hearing the movement of the airflow, the masked man in black jumped onto the roof, and quickly disappeared into the silent and dark night.

It was already three o'clock at night, and it was the time when the cold air was thick.

The room was brightly lit with candles, and the atmosphere was a little anxious.

Yuan Jizheng was leaning over in front of the bed, while the doctor beside him was calling for the pulse of the unconscious Qingchuan.

After a while, the doctor withdrew his hand, shook his head and sighed, "The situation of Mrs. Zun is not optimistic...

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