The next day, Chu Mohan went to the barracks to deal with official business, Chu Wanxiang lay quietly in the dormitory all morning, and in the afternoon, Chu Mohan came back. He was dressed in a military uniform, with a sword at his waist, heroic and handsome, like a fierce horse, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Chu Mohan walked in and glanced at Chu Wanxiang indifferently: "I just ordered someone to boil porridge, eat something and then sleep."

"Thank you." Chu Wanxiang lowered her eyes to hide the panic in her eyes. She knew that Chu Mohan must have discovered her physical discomfort, and she should find an excuse to prevaricate or use other methods to delay. But he was so perceptive that he would have doubted her purpose.

Chu Mohan didn't speak, and went to the study next door.

Chu Wanxiang lay on the bed, closed her eyes and pondered. She knew Chu Mohan's character, and the more she resisted, the more insistent he would be.

This is her only chance, once Chu Mohan doubts her, he will take the opportunity to eradicate her. But how could she be willing? Chu Wanxiang gritted her teeth and sat up. She can't lose to Chu Mohan, absolutely not.

"Mother." Bi Tao, the personal maidservant, walked in with a soup cup, "Are you hungry? The slave will wait for you to drink some chicken soup."

Chu Wanxiang shook his head: "You let it go, I'll come by myself."

Bi Tao hesitated for a moment, put down the tray, and stepped back to the side to stand.

Chu Wanxiang picked up a spoon and scooped a bowl of chicken soup, handed it to his mouth and blew it a few times, raised his head and drank a few sips.

"!" Bi Tao cried out in surprise.

Chu Wanxiang frowned: "What's so strange?"

Bi Tao pointed at her empty throat: "Niangniang, you haven't even drunk a sip of water......

Chu Wanxiang was stunned for a moment, and then coughed awkwardly. She did not drink water.

"Mother, why are you doing this?" Bi Tao sighed.

"It's okay, I'm pretty full." Chu Wanxiang barely squeezed out a smile. Of course, she didn't want to admit that she didn't dare to drink water because she was afraid that Chu Mohan would feed her water. She is now only looking forward to Chu Mohan coming back after finishing her busy work, and then going to the imperial study to deal with state affairs.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Chu Mohan to push the door and walk in.

He was dressed in armor and heroic. Chu Wanxiang glanced at it and quickly retracted her gaze.

He walked over, crouched down beside her bed, reached out and stroked her cheek, and said softly, "Why is your face so ugly?"

"I didn't sleep well last night, I'm a little tired." Chu Wanxiang lied.

"Well, I've gone to the Imperial Study, so you can rest." Chu Mohan tucked the quilt for her, "If you have something to call the imperial doctor, don't be reckless."

"The concubine knows." Chu Wanxiang responded.

Chu Mohan left after a few more words, Chu Wanxiang looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and her eyes gradually reddened. She can't put her children in danger, so she has no choice but to sacrifice herself. Although she didn't want to leave the child, she ...... She doesn't regret it.

Chu Wanxiang clenched her fists and secretly told herself, "Everything will be over, everything will be fine, and when you recover, we will meet again."

Chu Wanxiang's illness worsened day by day, her face became more and more pale, her whole person lost a lot of weight, and her spirit was sluggish, as if she was going to fall down at any time.

"Mother, drink the medicine." Bi Tao walked over with the medicine and called softly.

Chu Wanxiang took the medicine bowl, raised her head and drank the black medicine in the bowl.

"Niangniang, don't you really consider letting His Royal Highness the Great Prince accompany you? After all, he is still young and needs someone to take care of him." Bi Tao was worried.

"Bi Tao," Chu Wanxiang pulled Bi Tao's sleeve, "Don't persuade me, I've already thought about it."

Bi Tao wanted to say something, but Chu Wanxiang had already loosened her sleeves and walked out of the bedroom. She came to the courtyard and saw Chu Mohan standing in the courtyard. He was turning his back to her when he heard footsteps.

"You're here."

Chu Wanxiang bowed slightly: "Your Majesty."

Chu Mohan's gaze fell on her stomach: "Does it still hurt?"

Chu Wanxiang said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Chu Mohan nodded: "I will sleep here tonight."

Chu Wanxiang's heartbeat

Suddenly skipped a beat, he was going to sleep on her bed?

Chu Mohan walked to Chu Wanxiang's bedside and leaned over to hug her.

Chu Wanxiang stiffened, feeling the familiar smell on the man's body, her face couldn't help but get hot, and she didn't know what to do.

"Your Majesty," Chu Wanxiang called softly.

Chu Mohan did not answer. Chu Wanxiang quietly raised her eyes and saw his frowning eyebrows. His eyes were dark and deep, as if they contained infinite power.

There are many pictures in Chu Wanxiang's mind, including when she was a child, when she grew up, when they first met, and after she got married......

"Your Majesty." She muttered, "I love you."

"I know." Chu Mohan kissed her lips and sucked them. He didn't like her to call him Your Majesty, he wanted her to always call him Mo Han, a name that belonged to him alone.

Chu Wanxiang put her arms around his neck and responded enthusiastically.

Chu Mohan's breathing became thicker, and his big palm clasped Chu Wanxiang's waist and cruising all the way upstream. Chu Wanxiang's body trembled slightly, she wanted to stop him, but her body was soft and had no strength, and she was even a little greedy for this feeling.

"Mo Han ......" Chu Wanxiang gasped, calling out his name vaguely, and his arms tightened his waist even harder.

Chu Mohan tore her thin underwear, revealing her delicate and seductive carcass/body. He bent down and raged on her.

Chu Wanxiang's breathing was rapid and disordered, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were filled with a layer of mist.

He buried his head in her shoulder socket, and his voice was hoarse: "Wanxiang."

"Hmm." Her body was still shaking, and her breathing was heavy and messy.

"I love you." He whispered softly in her ear.

Chu Wanxiang closed her eyes and suppressed her voice, "Mo Han, you treated me like that just now, I ......" she paused and continued, "I'm angry."

"Wanxiang, don't make trouble, be nice, huh?" Chu Mohan coaxed her.

"I didn't make a fuss." Chu Wanxiang stubbornly denied, "I'm uncomfortable, I'm unhappy, I don't like you to treat me like this."

Chu Mohan was extremely helpless, he cupped her face: "Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done this to you. Then you tell me, how can you not be angry, huh?"

Chu Wanxiang bit her lip and didn't speak. She didn't want to speak anymore, because she didn't want him to misunderstand her, she didn't want him to be upset by it, she would rather be upset than upset.

Seeing this, Chu Mohan simply picked her up and walked to the back room. He put her on the bed, took off her shoes and covered the quilt, "You rest for a while, and I will go out."

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Chu Wanxiang asked.

"I still have business to attend to."

After Chu Mohan finished speaking, he went out, leaving Chu Wanxiang alone on the bed. She stared at the top of the tent, her mind mixed. Chu Mohan's sudden gentleness and doting caught her off guard, she was unprepared at all, and her heart was in chaos. They are husband and wife, and she should get used to his intimacy with her, but for some reason she always resists, and there is a vague resistance in her heart, or is she afraid?