"You poured me with abortion pills, a lot of blood." Slowly gestured with his hands and said incoherently, put his hands on his stomach, and subconsciously avoided Mo Yuheng, far away.

He said she didn't deserve to give birth to his child, and his eyes were so disgusted.

She knew she was pregnant, and before she had time to rejoice that she was about to become a mother, it was over.

The child has not yet been formed, just a puddle of blood.

Mo Yuheng was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted and slowly said that it was a dream she had, no wonder she kept calling his name and asking him why.

"Slowly." Mo Yuheng stretched out his hand to pull slowly, but slowly and vigilantly dodged, as if he would really attack her child.

"Slowly, don't worry, I won't, this is also my child, how can I give it up." Mo Yuheng's hand stiffened, and he coaxed slowly.

God knows how much he longs for this child, how can he be reluctant to want him, and personally pour the abortion pill.

"I won't." As if it was a promise to slowly, Mo Yuheng's serious words rang in his ears.

"You said that your child can only be born to you by Zhao Zhao." Slowly shook his head, maybe this time it should be Yisheng.

Why didn't she remember Zhao Zhao's appearance, but in her dream, she clearly remembered that it was exactly the same as Yisheng's face.

"It's not like that, the person I love is you." Mo Yuheng said solemnly, as if he would be persuaded slowly.

He never thought of having a child with Zhao'er.

Zhao'er didn't mention it before, but at that time, he felt that it was not suitable to have children at that time, as long as he had children, he would have weaknesses, so he would be restricted everywhere in doing things.

Not only is he afraid of the wolf but also the tiger, but he also has to consider whether his wife and children are safe.

"It's not." Slowly shook his head, tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, and said: "You don't like me, you hate me so much, look at me so disgusted, you don't even want to say a word to me." ”

That dream, that pain is so real, how can it not be real.

"Slowly, that's just a dream, not reality." Mo Yuheng ignored the slow objection and pulled her closer to his arms to comfort her.

Slowly put her hands on Mo Yuheng's chest, Mo Yuheng could feel her resistance, and her heart was fierce.

Maybe he treated her too badly in the past, so he dreamed like this now.

Mo Yuheng's soft comfort sounded in her ears, and she slowly trembled slightly and cried, she was afraid, afraid that Mo Yuheng would really treat her like in a dream, afraid that he would really attack her child.

She remembered that they called him Your Majesty, that is, Mo Yuheng had already been registered as the emperor at that time.

Yes, who can say for sure what will happen in the future, Mo Yuheng doesn't have that idea now, it doesn't mean that he won't have this idea in the future.

Slowly cried and fell asleep in Mo Yuheng's arms, but Mo Yuheng was reluctant to put her down.

Outside, the sky gradually turned white, Mo Yuheng reluctantly put it back on the bed, looked at the slow sobbing in his sleep, leaned over and gently dropped a kiss.

What did he do to her to make her feel so insecure about herself?

even thought that he would poison his own flesh and blood.

What kind of pain did she endure in the dream, being abandoned by her lover, and you left yourself before her only child was born.

It's no wonder that she feels scared and resists herself like this.

"Serve the crown princess well." Mo Yuheng instructed Zisu, but his eyes were reluctant to leave, and he glanced slowly.

The hand is still the soft little hand, and the fingertips are gently rubbing against the soft back of the hand.

What to do? He is becoming more and more inseparable from her, and he really wants to take her with him to the early dynasty.

"Your Highness, rest assured, the slave and maid will serve the crown princess well." Zi Su bent her knees gently towards Mo Yuheng, and her voice was as small as a fly, for fear of waking up the person who was sleeping unsteadily on the bed.

Mo Yuheng struggled, and finally reluctantly stepped back to the city in the early morning court under the dark of day.

Slowly slept until three o'clock in the morning before waking up, sitting on the bed looking at the bed curtain in a daze, his eyes were so dilated that he was out of focus.

"Crown Princess, you're awake." Shiso came in with a basin of hot water, and was startled when he saw the slow appearance.

"I'm fine, change my clothes!" Slowly turned around, his mind still had the dream he had last night.

The dream was so real, as real as her own experience.

It didn't look like a dream at all, Mo Yuheng did do such a thing to her.

After washing up after serving the perilla, and then having breakfast, I slowly went out for a walk habitually, and unconsciously walked to the yard of the hyacinth and stopped.

Slowly looked up at the courtyard, smiled lightly, how did she come here unconsciously, did she subconsciously want to find a hyacinth to tell?

Slowly felt a little ridiculous, even though she thought Kazehyacinth was familiar, but he still couldn't remember anything about Kazehyacin.

Slowly sighed and turned around, maybe she just felt that Hyacinth was familiar, not as familiar as she thought, she shouldn't have bothered Hyacinth like this.

He didn't owe himself anything, and he didn't have to pay for her troubles everywhere.

"Slowly." Turning around slowly, Feng Xin just walked out of the courtyard gate, and saw the slowness at a glance.

Did she come to find herself?

Why did you have to turn around and leave when you have already walked to the door?

Didn't you think about how to tell him?

Hearing the movement behind him, he slowly turned around and said with a smile: "I want to talk to you." ”

Why would she want to talk to Hyacinth, it felt as if she trusted Hyacinth.

It's like a good friend who has known each other for decades and has nothing to say.

"Come in, you can't stand here and talk." Hyacinth leaned sideways with a very graceful tone.

He glanced at Hyacinth slowly, nodded and hummed.

Feng Xin slowly poured a glass of water and slowly held the glass in his hand, but pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong?" Hyacinth seemed to see a slow hesitation.

"It's nothing, it's just a dream." Slowly took a sip of water, put down the water glass, and told the wind letter of last night's dream, "Am I too worried?" ”

After all, after getting along with Mo Yuheng for so long, she still saw through Mo Yuheng a little bit.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Feng Xin looked at him seriously and said, "If I say that he is such a person, do you believe it?" ”

Didn't this happen in a previous life?

When he got the news and rushed to the palace, he slowly got down and his body was covered with blood, and every step he took was a bloody footprint, which was so shocking to watch.

Obviously, I am in pain, but I still insist on walking back step by step, without pretending to others.

He asked her what had happened, and all she said was, "Who called me too vicious?" ”

If he hadn't been relieved, he would have broken into the palace and killed Mo Yuheng, and there would be no follow-up.

Recommended reading: The new book of the Silkworm Potato God "Yuan Zun", the new work of the Cat Greasy God "