Mu Mingshu heard this sentence in the room, and sat up suddenly: "Zhao Yiheng, you can't do this." ”

But since Zhao Yiheng has made a decision, it is not something that she can refute if she disagrees, he clenched his fists, turned to Imperial Doctor Wu and said cautiously: "Lord Bao." ”

If the child is gone, he can still give birth, but he can't give birth, and he can succeed in the next one, but Mu Mingshu is gone, there is nothing, he can't imagine what it would be like without her, and he doesn't want to imagine.

"Zhao Yiheng, you can't do this." Mu Mingshu didn't know where the strength came from, turned sideways and shouted to the window coffin: "Zhao Yiheng, I want to see you, Zhao Yiheng, I want to see you......"

Zhao Yiheng stood by the window for a long time, but he didn't make a sound, and Mu Mingshu in the delivery room who listened to it cried like a tearful man, and he also forced his urge to rush into the house.

Mu Mingshu's tears couldn't stop flowing, she couldn't hear Zhao Yiheng's voice, she became more and more anxious, raised her voice and cried: "I beg you, I beg you, don't be so cruel, okay?" Don't be so cruel, okay? ”

Zhao Yiheng held back his tears, his heart hurt as much as he poked with a knife, and said in a dumb voice: "Then, won't you be cruel to me if you give it up?" ”

Mu Mingshu couldn't say the words of reproach anymore, biting his lip, he couldn't say anything, he leaned back on the bed again, and tears slid down the corners of his eyes to the pillow, leaving a tear stain.

This matter was settled, Imperial Physician Wu prescribed a prescription to grab the medicine and boil the medicine, but Wen Ziran stood motionless, asking him to strangle the child in Mu Mingshu's womb with his own hands, he couldn't do it, but if he just left, he couldn't do it.

Wen Po listened to the explanation outside, and came in and said to Mu Mingshu: "After drinking the medicine of Imperial Doctor Wu for a while, the effect of the medicine will be a little painful, and the princess will gradually fall asleep after the pain, and the old woman will take advantage of this time to rub the child out for you." After thinking about it, he said, "When you wake up, everything will be fine." ”

Mu Mingshu had tears in his eyes, and asked in a choked voice, "What medicine...... But it would kill him. As she spoke, her hands were covered on her round belly, and the reluctance and pain in her eyes could not be concealed.

That Wen Po is also from the past, how could she not understand Mu Mingshu's mood, so she had to sigh heavily: "After drinking the medicine, he didn't go so painfully." ”

Mu Mingshu bit his lips, tears couldn't stop flowing, and only after half a sound did he seem to have made up his mind, and said slowly: "You go and tell Zhao Yiheng, I don't take medicine, no matter how you rub him out." Saying this, she twitched: "If he is really not angry, I will admit it, but I can tell me to cut him off with my own hands, I, I ......" The words after her head could no longer be spoken, she covered her face and cried.

Zhao Yiheng heard it clearly outside, nodded in the end, and went with her, in fact, he still had a little luck in his heart.

Since it was not medicated, the Wen Po began to get the child out, and said to Mu Mingshu before doing it: "It will hurt for a while, the princess and endure it." ”

Mu Mingshu deserved a sound, and let the woman rub it on her belly, at first she moved gently, but after falling her head it was heavier and heavier, Mu Mingshu felt that the flesh and bones on her body were crushed by her, but despite this, she still bit the clean cloth towel tightly and didn't make a sound.

Zhao Yiheng became more and more anxious when he couldn't hear the sound this time, and wanted to step in three or four times to take a look, but in the end he was still afraid of colliding, so he retracted his feet heavily, and had to pace back and forth outside.

Everyone's hearts are in their throats, if the child is strong this time, it is the best, if he can't keep it, he can't let Mu Mingshu go to half his life in vain.

Mu Mingshu lay there, his tears had not dried, his body was already soaked, but he couldn't help praying in his heart that the child could survive.

Those times were particularly difficult, making people upset and irritable for no reason, Zhao Yiheng's fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, until the sun was falling, and the mother-in-law inside suddenly shouted: "Come out, come out, the child's head comes out." ”

Mu Mingshu was overjoyed in his heart, and was busy getting up to take a look, but asked a grandmother to hold down: "Don't worry, princess, you have to give birth to him quickly, you can just breathe hard according to the method taught by the old slave." ”

Mu Mingshu nodded again and again, took a deep breath according to the method of the grandmother, and exerted himself, this time it was surprisingly smooth.

Zhao Yiheng's pace outside became faster and faster, and he kept looking up and looking inside, wishing that he had a perspective eye at this moment, and could see the situation inside clearly.

The child's head came out first, and then his shoulders, hands, and waist were exposed, and Mu Mingshu only hated Fang Cai for not eating more, and his strength was not enough at this time.

The stable woman followed the child under her head and kept comforting: "The princess will exert a little more force, and the child will come out again." “

Mu Mingshu followed with a fierce force, only to feel that his body was loosened, and the whole person collapsed, and he had no strength at all.

The child was born whole, and the stable woman hugged him and beat him three times before he heard a weak cry, but fortunately the child was still alive, and everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Hurriedly hugged the child to Mu Mingshu: "Congratulations to the princess, she is a son." ”

Mu Mingshu raised her eyes and looked at it, a wrinkled face, a pointed head, crying and waving her little hands, she wanted to be gentle with him, but she didn't even have the strength to bend the corners of her mouth, so she fell asleep.

Wen Po quickly washed the child and wrapped it in a small bag and carried it out, and when she saw Zhao Yiheng, she smiled: "Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince, he is a son, good." ”

Zhao Yiheng stretched his neck and glanced at it, neatly and neatly, and asked, "How is the princess?" ”

The woman was about to speak, when she heard an exclamation from inside: "No, the princess's blood has collapsed." ”

When Zhao Yiheng heard this, he couldn't hold back this time, and walked to the delivery room, Wen Ziran glanced at Imperial Doctor Wu, and hurriedly followed.

……

Mu Mingshu experienced a big battle, and at this moment, he only felt that the whole person was much more relaxed, light and fluttering, as if he was going with the wind.

All the noisy sounds around her disappeared, so quiet that people panicked, she stood on the Suzaku Bridge in Kyoto, saw many people standing on the street to see the excitement, she floated over curiously, through the bodies of those people to stand in front, only to see a send-off team blowing and blowing past in front of them, the big red eight-lift sedan chair, jubilant clothes, the bride is still walking while scattering happy money, those who send relatives have a cheerful smile on their faces, ten miles of red makeup looks very spectacular, she smiled to herself, and said: "Today is a good day." ”

But in a blink of an eye, the sedan chair was carried back from that side, and everyone's faces looked strange, there was no sound of blowing and blowing, and the happy money was not scattered, how to carry the red makeup of ten miles and how to carry it back, and the crowd of onlookers laughed: "It's really strange, there is even a bride who went out and asked to carry it back." ”

Mu Mingshu's eyes stared at the big red sedan chair, and in an instant the person was already in the sedan chair, she shrank in the corner, and saw that the girl in the big red wedding robe had an identical face as herself. Beside her was a man dressed in white, whose white clothes were dyed a little red, his hair was messy, and his face was dirty.

He hugged the bride in the sedan chair and said viciously: "The master will despise you today, come and pull, toss the dead master." ”

As he spoke, he hugged the girl's waist and put it on his lips, Mu Mingshu's eyes widened, but he saw the man in white winking at him, and he called out with a smile: "Lady." In an instant, his face was clean, and a face similar to that of the man was reflected.

Mu Mingshu was shocked: "Zhao Yiheng!" ”

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she was dizzy and dizzy from a gust of wind, and when she raised her eyes again, she turned out to be in the dark underground palace.

The candlelight in the underground palace was flickering, and a person was tightly tied with iron ropes on the torture rack, and the person was not wearing an inch, and his face was not clear, but he could see that it was a woman. There were two palace people who were holding sharp short blades and slowly slicing out the flesh on that person's body, and there were no pieces of slices and palace people counting on the side.

And the person who was on the torture rack kept his head down, and if it weren't for the gurgling sound coming from her throat from time to time, he would have thought she was dead.

Mu Mingshu frowned, and saw the neatly stacked slices of meat on the two large basins, which were still stained with blood, and she felt disgusted and wanted to vomit, and she couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Suddenly, the door of the underground palace was opened, and a team of guards wearing armor suddenly rushed into the outside, those people were holding spears in their hands, and as soon as they came in, they strangled the palace people inside, and a man in a white collared deep coat walked to the torture rack, raised his eyes and looked at the person hanging above, his eyes were full of pain, and he put her down silently, wrapped her with his own coat, and said in a slightly choked voice: "Go, Mingshu, I'll take you home." ”

Mu Mingshu floated in the air and tightly covered his chest, stared at the scene with wide eyes, and muttered, "Mingshu ......"

The man seemed to hear her voice, and glanced up at the place where she was, and his face was the same face, but his eyes were bloodshot and a little tearful.

Mu Mingshu became more and more out of breath at this glance, chased after him, and shouted: "Zhao Yiheng ......"

Mu Mingshu's eyes were dark, and when he saw the light again, he found himself standing in the main hall of the Taihe Palace, the hall was brightly lit, and the man in white was talking to a man in a dragon robe, Mu Mingshu couldn't see who the person in the dragon robe was, and he couldn't hear them talking, but looking at the expression of the man in white, he was obviously questioning.

Mu Mingshu also sighed: "He is the emperor, and it will not end well if you quarrel with him." ”

The man in white raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Mingshu, his eyes were full of indescribable affection, and a sharp arrow came from behind him at great speed, piercing straight into his heart.

Mu Mingshu was startled, but saw that the man in white had phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, looking at himself quietly, with a smile on his lips, with indescribable sadness and sadness in his eyes, and a tear disappeared from the corner of his eyes into his sideburns.

Mu Mingshu exclaimed: "Zhao Yiheng ......"