After Running Away with the Cub, the Deserted Prince Knelt Down with Red Eyes

The night when the prince personally gave me the abortion pill, I swallowed the ashes of He Lishu with a smile. Five years later, I became the richest man in southern Xinjiang, and I took my son, who had a similar look to his, to the lanterns. But he blocked the way with red eyes: "Whose child is it?" The son winked playfully: "Mom said the grass on dad's grave is three meters high!" That night, the prince knelt down and broke the glazed tiles of the entire courtyard: "My dear, the abortion pill that day was actually..."