Chapter 647 Song Ci is a ruthless man!

When it comes to whether to keep Su Qing's child in her belly, Song Ci is definitely standing on the same front and being consistent with Mrs. Song.

No staying!

If Song Ruqi's child is safe and safe, then keeping it is just a matter of giving him a meal. The Duke's Mansion can afford it, but the legitimate son is gone and the biological mother of the concubine's son is harmed. Do you let the legitimate mother bear it?

But go to his, how can you bear it?

The so-called hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable, whoever endures the Virgin!

Song Ci has no Virgin’s heart. She is the eldest lady of the Song family and can only protect her shortcomings. It’s all her business.

Leaving this child to poke Song Ruqi's heart every day, this will not cause illness.

Song Ci just adheres to one principle: if you die, you will not die, let alone the other party is not innocent.

Her words directly applied a layer of dirty water to the child in Suqing's belly. Suqing could not lie down anymore. Youyou opened her eyes and looked at Qi Jian, and shed tears before she could speak.

Qi Jian's eyes were complicated, and he sighed, unable to explain what it felt.

Su Qing didn't say a word, just shed tears, which made Song Ci secretly say in her heart. At this moment, everything she said was pale, so it would be better to show weakness. She put the amulet in her belly and walked over.

So easy?

She is so beautiful, she thinks beautifully!

"You still have to consider murdering the maid's legitimate son, the Duke's wife?" Song Ci looked at the British Duke's wife lightly.

Let's make a decision quickly, everyone will go home and take a shower and go to bed.

The British Duke's wife was angry and said, "This, Madam, she also has..."

"Son-in-law, do you want to recognize the piece of meat in her belly?" Song Ci looked at Qi Jian and said, "Even if this bitch and that slave go privately, you don't mind?"

Su Qing shook her head like crazy at this time, and looked at Qi Jie with tears in her eyes: "I don't have any, sir, you know. I only focus on you, how can I have personal interests with others?"

"Do you know you're pregnant?" Qi Jian asked.

Su Qing was stunned for a moment, subconsciously stroked her stomach, and hesitated for a while before nodding: "I have not arrived for two months. I guessed it in my heart, but I just couldn't believe it. After all, the doctor said that I couldn't be pregnant, but I didn't expect... Third Master, is this true?"

Qi Jian nodded: "You guessed it, so you harmed Grandma Three."

"I am wronged." Su Qing shook her head with tears in her eyes. After a while, she said sadly: "I know that it is useless to say anything. I just want you to give birth to this child. If you want to cut and kill me, I will be fine. I just want to be a mother."

"Bah! Slut, you are worthy!" Mrs. Song spat.

Su Qing ignored Mrs. Song, and just got off the bed, knelt on the ground and looked at Qi Jie with his eyes open, begging: "Third Master, I only want you this time."

Qi Jian opened his mouth, his eyes softened a little.

Song Ci secretly cried out something wrong and whispered to Madam Gong, who stepped back.

The British lady was shocked when she saw it and felt a headache. What trouble did this lady have to do?

Seeing the other party muttering quietly, she felt scared and felt very bad.

Sure enough, Madam Gong quickly returned, followed by an old lady, holding a sandalwood box in her hand, and a white cloth tied to the box.

The British Duke's wife was jumping fast in her heart. How could she think of this cruel lady of the Song family?

"Son-in-law, you and Qi'er's child are so miserable that you have gone to the ground, even if you are a dead baby, you have taken shape. This is always your child. You, the father, take a look, you are the first legitimate son."

Qi Jie froze and looked at the box with a pale face.
Chapter completed!