Xia Yuqing narrowed her eyes.
Two days? What was this madman talking about?
"Abort this child and accept me as your husband willingly, or I'll use the power of the soul bond," he whispered in her ear, his eyes gleaming cruelly. "I'll make you kill this bastard child with your own hands—" he leaned closer, his voice dropping into a chilling whisper, "—and after that, you'll serve me in my bed willingly as my puppet empress."
Xia Yuqing's heart pounded in horror, her blood running cold.
This threat again! The threat of the soul bond!
Long Mingze released her chin slowly, his thumb brushing the corner of her lips, almost mockingly. "Two days," he murmured. "Don't test my patience, Qingqing."
And then, without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving her trembling, tears burning in her eyes, and fury searing through her veins.
"I won't let you touch my child. Never," she whispered through clenched teeth, as she held her hand over her stomach protectively.
