Mu Chen's face turned pale, his expression was uncertain, and his eyes became darker and darker.

Qing Ling stared at him, "Do you know how much you look like your father now?" Hypocrisy chills......"

The soft light reflected the side faces of the two looking at each other, faint and bright, cold and lonely.

After a while, Mu Chen said quietly: "Aren't you, aren't you the same?" ”

knew that he didn't want to keep the child, but he refused to question him face to face, and he wanted to use Zhen'er's matter to say that he didn't want to be deceived again......

Qing Ling looked away and said coldly, "Why do I have to question me face to face? Why do I want to tear my face with you? Although I have never regarded the Suzaku Palace as my home, now this is the only place where I can live, and all the famous doctors and medicines in the whole Donglu are here," he subconsciously stroked his stomach, "Of course, I want to stay here." ”

Mu Chen's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist slightly, and then slowly let go, his fingertips trembling slightly uncontrollably.

As before, she always had a way to hurt him, a way to get him out of control, a way to make his heart hurt beyond measure.

Mu Chen tried his best to suppress his emotions, "In your heart, I can't let you trust me so much, and you need to be on guard everywhere?" What have you been forced to do since I ascended the throne? Everything you want to do, have I ever prevented? ”

Qing Ling's breathing was also a little disturbed.

Deep down, she didn't want to quarrel with Mu Chen.

He cares about her, loves her, and even has some feelings that he can't say and listen to others.

She knows all of this.

Over the years, as he said, they got along very well, and on the surface they were no different from any close brother and sister.

She knew that he was thoughtful, and she also knew that he didn't like her relationship with Luo Yao, but as long as they didn't pierce that layer of paper and didn't hinder each other's choices in major matters, Qing Ling was actually very willing to keep this kind of relationship with Mu Chen.

After all, blood is thicker than water.

After all, the reliance, trust, comfort, and support that we used to be together left too many profound imprints that cannot be erased for a lifetime.

Qing Ling adjusted his breathing and said, "You are the emperor of Chaoyan, and if you want to control Daze and Jiuqiu, I can understand." Anything else, you can decide however you want. But if you want to break up Chun Yuyan and Ning Yan, or want to touch me and Ah Yao's children, I will never agree. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "I can't come up with any chips that can threaten you, and I can only use myself, but as long as you still care about the friendship between us, don't force me to force you." ”

Mu Chen looked at her silently, for a long time, and said solemnly: "Whether you believe it or not, I will treat you and Baili Fuyao's children as my own, and I will never let him be hurt in the slightest." ”

Qing Ling sneered and looked up at him, "If I hadn't had the will to die at the beginning, I'm afraid you wouldn't even tell me about the existence of this child, right?" He is the flesh and blood of the son of Daze, and in terms of identity, he is more qualified to inherit Jiuqiu and Daze than Ning Yan. Later, I don't know what medicine you asked Kudu to use on me, the fetus has not grown, it should have been murderous to him, right? ”

When she first woke up, no one told her about her pregnancy. Even if Gao Du and Xiwu were very worried about her emotions at that time, they never opened their mouths to tell her about this "happy event". It can be seen that Mu Chen had ordered early on to hide the news of her pregnancy from her.

Her mother's instincts and instinct to protect her children made her extremely sensitive and suspicious.

From doubt, to temptation, until the medicine used later was replaced and the body gradually changed, I concluded that my speculation was true.

"I know you too well."

She stared at Mu Chen, her eyes seemed to be shining, "You are reluctant to hurt me, but you never mind hurting the people I care about." ”

The torment of pregnancy made Qing Ling lose a lot of weight, her chin was sharpened, and her skin became extremely white and unhealthy. A pair of clear eyes, which were particularly black and white, looked at Mu Chen fixedly, and his complicated expression made his heart ache constantly.

"Do you want me to make an oath before you believe it?"

He got closer, raised his hand and stroked the top of Qingling's hair, and said hesitantly: "I admit that I have murderous intentions against this child. At first, I felt that he made you work too hard, and I couldn't bear to see your divine power consumed by him. He tugged at the corner of his lips helplessly, "As you said, I am reluctant to hurt you, and I am reluctant to see you suffer a little." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Later, I was afraid that you would die and die, so I told you about the existence of this child. I know that for the sake of this child, you will definitely live well. But your mood was too bad at that time, crying every day, and your emotions were out of control, so I had no choice but to let Gao Du use Xuan Xinlu on you. Gao Du told me that Xuan Xinlu may affect the fetus, although it will not make the child stupid in the future, but it will not be too smart. I thought to myself, in fact, it is a good thing that I was born in an imperial family and was not very smart......"

Qing Ling moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but finally pursed it again.

Xiao Qi's child, how could he not be smart?

When he was still in his mother's womb, he knew to build a barrier to protect himself......

In the past, his father still didn't believe it, bowed his head and kissed the corner of his wife's lips, and sighed helplessly: "It's okay to do it yourself, you should train your brain, and the son born in the future can be smarter." ”

The dusty memory suddenly tore out a hole, mixed with a familiar breath and sound, which caught Qing Ling off guard, and suddenly shed tears.

After all, the shell that is hard to prop up can't contain the emotions that have been hidden in the bottom of my heart and can force myself to go crazy at any time......

Mu Chen saw Qing Ling crying, and he was also at a loss for a while, and his tone suddenly softened.

"Don't cry, Gao Du said, you haven't been taking medicine for a long time, this child is fine." Wiping his tears, he coaxed: "Good, don't cry, it's all my fault......"

He has a cold temperament, rarely coaxes people like this, the concubines in the palace are a little afraid of him, and they don't dare to cry in front of him, even Xi'er was wronged, but she just kept her mouth silent with two bubbles of tears.

But for Qingling, he is used to doing it.

When Qingling finally stopped her tears, Mu Chen said again: "Your child is also my nephew. Since I have decided to protect him, I must completely solve the problem of the ownership of Jiuqiu and Daze. ”

Qing Ling shook his head, "I don't understand what you mean. ”

Mu Chen stroked her tear-soaked sideburns, and said slowly: "Baili Ningyan's identity is special, anyone who marries him may become a hidden danger to Chaoyan." Even if it is Yan, although he himself has no dissent, his clansmen, his children and Baili Ningyan may become the source of hidden dangers in the future. As the emperor of Chaoyan, I must take precautions. ”

After a pause, "Moreover, only if I marry her, can Daze and Jiuqiu be completely included in the territory of Chaoyan, and from then on, they will be integrated into one and not separate from each other, and the people will move and merge freely to achieve unification in the true sense." When your child grows up, Donglu will no longer have Chaoyan, Daze, and Jiuqiu, and he will no longer have to face the contradictions between his family and country, and he will no longer be used by people with intentions, get involved in clan power struggles, and experience the pain suffered by his ancestors and fathers. ”

Unification in the true sense of the word......

Qing Ling groaned to himself, imagining the world described by Mu Chen.

There is no confrontation between Jiuqiu and Chaoyan, there is no battle between the gods and demons, and there is a completely unified Eastern Continent.

Isn't this what she and Luo Yao have always wanted to achieve?

Their children no longer have to face the contradictions between their families and countries, and they no longer have to be involved in clan power struggles and experience the pain that their grandparents endured......

Qing Ling raised his head and looked hesitant, "But you, do you have to marry Ning Yan?" She...... The person who likes it is obviously Chun Yuyan...... What will Chun Yuyan think? You ......"

Mu Chen paused as she stroked her sideburns, and after a while, she said lightly: "Yan has already agreed." ”

Promised?

Qing Ling's heart was cold, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Many years ago, she had ridiculed Chun Yuyan out of anger and asked him to give up the smoke to Mu Chen.

But behold,

In a word, it is a prophecy.

What about the smoke? What would she think?

Such a beautiful and dusty woman, pretending to be strong and fierce, finally became soft and cheerful because of love, but she suffered heavy blows again and again......

Mu Chen lowered his head to study Qing Ling's expression, and when he saw that her lips were white and her eyes were fluttering, he sighed and said, "Baili Ningyan was born in a family, and he will not be unreasonable. If I marry her, I will treat her well, and even if I can't give her the status of queen, I will give her the honor she deserves......"

Qing Ling's face became more and more ugly, his hand pressed against his stomach, and his body bent down.

Warm fluid began to run down her legs, and the pain in her abdomen was so severe that she couldn't speak.

Mu Chen held her up and summoned the imperial doctor.

Qing Ling's whole person was drained of his strength by the sudden sharp pain, his body continued to slide down, and his fingers clutched Mu Chen's sleeve, as if he wanted to express something to him, but his eyes suddenly darkened, and the person had fainted.

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He probed the pulse of Qingling, and only felt that the touch of his fingers trembled violently, and he didn't know if he was shaking, or His Majesty's hand holding the emperor's wrist was shaking.

On the contrary, it was the vein, faint and almost imperceptible.

Gao Du didn't dare to look at Mu Chen's face, hung his head, and said truthfully: "Emperor Ji's situation is very bad. In Yichen's humble opinion, if the emperor can be sent to Xiaoyuechi in Fuyang as soon as possible, there may still be a chance to save the fetus. ”

Fuyang Xiaoyue Pond is full of spiritual energy, and it has always been the most favored resting place for the women of the Protoss. The essence of the 10,000-year-old fire spring contained in the pool is of great benefit to both pregnant women and mothers. After Queen Fangshan gave birth to the first child of her twins, she was weak and unconscious, and she was sent to Xiaoyuechi for more than three years before she successfully gave birth to Mu Han.

Mu Chen immediately went to prepare, and ordered his relatives to go with him to invite the queen.

Fuyang is the fiefdom of the Monan clan, and it is arranged by Monan Shiyin, and it will be more appropriate and quick to deal with it......

Suddenly, he remembered something, passed down the imperial decree, abolished the identity of Emperor Mu Linglu, and was imprisoned in Weilu Palace for life......

Kudu knelt down in front of the couch, listening to Mu Chen's edicts one after another, and his heart became more and more frightened.

He could guess His Majesty's worries and anxieties, but he couldn't see through the self-blame and fear in his heart.

Knowing that she can't be stimulated, knowing that her body is weak to the limit......

Mu Chen felt that he must be crazy, so he would let her stand there and get angry, and let her quarrel with him......

He still can't let go of the pride in his heart.

So I can't stand her ridicule, her disgust,

So I can't show weakness, I can't bear her misunderstanding,

So it's destined that she can't be like Baili Fuyao and make her happy all the time......

The heralds departed, and the dormitory quickly fell silent.

He couldn't hear any sound for a long time, hesitated for a long time, and raised his head cautiously.

Mu Chen sat on the edge of the couch, leaned over slightly, and put the hand of Qingling held in his palm on his cheek.

His eyes were closed, and his eyelashes seemed to flutter slightly, casting a shadow like a butterfly's wing. The brows are still frowned, but the lines of the facial features are too delicate and graceful, and they are plated with a faint luster under the pearlescent light, like a tree with bright branches.

He was a little distracted for a while, and after a long time in his heart, he didn't know how to express the words, and swallowed them back again.

According to the current situation of Emperor Qingling, whether this child can be born or not, she will inevitably die.