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Inside the curtain, the maidservant had already removed Shen Yinshuang's soaked clothes.

But her originally fair skin was now covered with countless bluish-purple marks.

It was caused by Xiao Yin, and it was also caused by Pei Shou'an.

Embarrassed.

The maid was startled when she saw it.

I've probably never seen anyone in such a terrible state.

Xiao Yin's eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

Over the past two years, he has gradually restored Shen Yinshuang's former voluptuousness from her original appearance.

But overnight, it all came back to square one.

His gaze fell on Shen Yinshuang.

The blood on top is dried.

The bruises are most noticeable here.

Xiao Yin's gaze grew increasingly somber; he knew, of course, how this had come about.

His hands were clenched into fists.

In the nightmare, Shen Yinshuang's brows furrowed, whether from pain or something else.

The body has an instinctive resistance.

Xiao Yin withdrew his hand, dampened the handkerchief, and carefully cleaned Shen Yingshuang.

Then, he put Shen Yinshuang's clothes back on.

The handkerchief was thrown back into the wooden basin.

The clear water in the wooden basin had been stained with blood and was extremely murky.

With long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles, he covered Shen Yinshuang with the thin blanket again.

Xiao Yin lifted the curtains and came out.

"Is it done?" Song Jian asked Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin nodded, and Song Jian quietly walked towards Shen Yingshuang's direction.

He took Shen Yinshuang's pulse again.

Xiao Yin stood motionless to the side.

He noticed that Song Jian's expression was becoming increasingly serious, which made Xiao Yin feel a sense of unease.

"How is she?" Xiao Yin asked Song Jian.

Song Jian looked at Xiao Yin: "Have you been intimate with her lately?"

"Why do you ask that?" Xiao Yin frowned.

But such an attitude is already an admission.

Song Jian nodded in understanding and spoke earnestly, word by word: "She is pregnant. But because of the effects of the medicine, her internal energy is completely disordered, so I cannot accurately calculate her approximate pregnancy month at this time."

Song Jian knew very well that Shen Yinshuang was Xiao Yin's mistress.

But the mistress must absolutely not be pregnant.

Even if Xiao Yin were willing, the Cui family would never agree.

Therefore, Song Jian's eyes also held a hint of worry when he looked at Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin was stunned when he heard Song Jian's words.

He quickly calmed down: "This child is not mine."

This statement is made with certainty.

Xiao Yin knew that he and Shen Yinshuang's child had been disposed of.

He watched the child die.

From that day on, Shen Yinshuang was determined to sever ties with the letter of separation.

It's because he's unwilling to give it.

It was on that day that he discovered the entanglement between Shen Yingshuang and Pei Shouan.

Xiao Yin thought of Shen Yinshuang's resolute decision to break off relations with him, and her determined attitude to go back and find Pei Shouan.

And Pei Shou'an's provocations against him.

Xiao Yin was almost certain that the child was Pei Shou'an's.

This betrayal and humiliation is far greater than anything Shen Yinshuang had ever brought him.

This was even more difficult for Xiao Yin to accept.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his body was tense as he stood still.

Song Jian naturally noticed it as well.

But when he heard Xiao Yin deny it, Song Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Yin, it's all for the best if this child isn't yours. Prime Minister Cui is no pushover, and Miss Cui's identity is a given. If a child gets involved, Shen Yingshuang will surely not survive!" Song Jian said succinctly.

The way powerful figures in the capital eradicate corruption is far more insidious than you might imagine.

How could Shen Yinshuang possibly fight against them?

At that time, Xiao Yin would also be involved.

Xiao Yin naturally understood this principle as well.

"Is she carrying Pei Shou'an's child?" Song Jian asked directly.

Xiao Yin neither denied nor admitted it.

"That makes things even easier. Pei Shou'an's unauthorized use of contraband, coupled with Shen Yinshuang's pregnancy and what happened at the Prime Minister's residence yesterday, you can submit a memorial to the Emperor. Then Pei Shou'an's days won't be so easy from now on. The Pei family will naturally behave themselves. After all, getting entangled with the Pei family now won't do you any good." Song Jian seemed much calmer.

Xiao Yin also understood this principle.

But he knew even better that if that were the case, Shen Yinshuang would still be the first to die.

It seems that no matter how much he hates someone, he can't be so resolute.

"Xiao Yin, have you never really let go of Shen Yinshuang?" Song Jian suddenly looked at Xiao Yin.

"You're overthinking it," Xiao Yin denied.

Then his cold, ruthless voice came: "Get rid of this bastard."

Song Jian remained calm: "She's too weak right now. If we force an abortion, it could result in the death of both mother and child. It won't make a difference if we wait a day or two. Once she's stable, the abortifacient I added to the antidote will come out naturally."

Xiao Yin hadn't even had a chance to respond.

On the contrary, Shen Yinshuang, who had fallen into a coma, briefly regained consciousness after being given acupuncture.

They happened to overhear Song Jian's words.

Her expression changed, and she struggled to get up from the bed.

"General, please, spare the baby in my womb, please!" Shen Yinshuang pleaded with Xiao Yin, her eyes red.

She didn't even care about her disheveled state, and staggered off the bed.

Song Jian didn't even have time to help Shen Yinshuang up.

Shen Yingshuang knelt down with a thud, her head repeatedly hitting the hard ground.

"Please, please, spare the child in my womb, this is my only hope." Shen Yinshuang's voice was choked with sobs.

She begged him again and again.

His head kept hitting the floor.

When I knelt down, my kneecaps were already bleeding.

This only further enraged Xiao Yin.

She was willing to beg him so shamelessly for Pei Shou'an's sake.

During the two years he kept Shen Yinshuang in the western suburbs, Shen Yinshuang remained indifferent.

Although she was compliant, she showed no emotion; she simply played the role of a mistress well.

Oh--

Xiao Yin, unable to catch his breath, said in a grim voice, "Dream on! I will absolutely not keep this child!"

"Xiao Yin, I beg you... this child is..." Shen Yinshuang fell into despair, looking at Xiao Yin with a tragic expression.

But before she could finish speaking, she fainted again.

Xiao Yin wanted to rush forward, but he managed to restrain himself.

Seeing this, Song Jian sighed, "Why bother?"

He bent down to carry Shen Yinshuang to the bed.

But before Song Jian could even touch Shen Yinshuang, Xiao Yin had already picked him up in his arms.

Song Jian watched calmly, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Xiao Yin, have you never truly let go of her?" Song Jian asked bluntly.

"Nonsense," Xiao Yin denied.

Song Jian didn't expose him, he just looked at Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin stood there, his face terribly grim.

Song Jian's thin lips moved, but before he could say anything, Xiao Yin's guard, He Jiu, rushed in.

"General, Miss Cui has arrived." He Jiu looked at Xiao Yin.