It's just that he doesn't want to accept this fact, he doesn't want to accept it, he caused her to suffer from the Gu poison attack, he doesn't want to accept it, it is he who caused his only child to be stillborn.

If the child is gone, his eyes are full of cruelty and complexity.

And he slew the whole world, and then he slew himself.

He is a waste, no one can understand that he is an emperor, but he is an inhumane waste, how painful, how much he wants to die, how much he loves this child.

This child is his only hope, absolutely, at any cost, must be saved!

He calmed down and sat back on the edge of the bed, his face paler than hers.

Her watery gaze serenely glanced at his swollen right cheek, "Now you know why I slapped you, right?" ”

"Yun'er, I should fight." She was poisoned, and the iniquity he created, she just wanted him to pay for the pain. With a wave of his hand, all the imperial doctors and gardeners in the room quietly retreated.

He looked at her beautiful face distressedly, "The imperial doctor said that your pain is unbearable, if it hurts too much, you call out......"

She leaned against the head of the bed, and did not speak except for her pale face.

Seeing that she didn't care, it wasn't ordinary pain, it was unbearable angina, she didn't say a word, he was heartache and uncomfortable, "Yun'er, I'm really wrong......"

"You've been wrong more than once. Don't apologize every time you're wrong. She smiled lightly, "You're not a child, your scheming is deeper than anyone else's, why don't you think about the consequences?" ”

"I don't know why, everything came to you, it was messed up, it was all messed up." He was full of remorse, "I will definitely treat you well, I will protect you well, and protect our children." ”

"If I hadn't been pregnant, you wouldn't have been like this."

"Yes, no matter what, I will always protect you. I won't let anyone bully you. It's just that he's afraid that he himself will not be able to help but hurt her. Now that she has a baby, he won't touch a single hair of her anyway. Will take care of her to the best of his ability.

Looking at the sincere emotion in his eyes, she was not moved at all, and her angina was so painful that she almost gritted her teeth to endure it.

The more it hurt, the more she understood how much he hated her, how much he wanted to torture her, and how cruel he was to her.

His gentleness and goodness are like a mirror, which is accidentally punctured.

He stopped talking, but wrapped his arms tightly around her, locking her delicate body in his arms.

The woman he loves is in his arms, but he feels that he is separated from her heart by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it seems that he has been trekking hard all his life, and he will not be able to look back at her for the rest of his life.

His heart was dripping blood, aching with the pain of her poisonous hair.

She endured the pain, didn't want to move, and let him hold her.

The two were silent.

Painful and tired, she didn't know when she fell asleep, he held her with one hand and half without injury, adjusted her position, let her lie flat on the bed, and carefully pulled the quilt for her.

She still slept in thick clothes, afraid that she would not sleep well, and wanted to take off her coat for her, but she was afraid of waking her, so she had to give up.

The large palm of his uninjured left hand reached out of the quilt and lay flat on her abdomen through the quilt, and her lower abdomen was not yet raised.

Thinking that it wouldn't be long before her belly slowly bulged.

He will watch his only blood grow slowly,