long head song

After sending Chang'an away, Chen Wangzhi felt that something was wrong in his stomach.

The evil species moved uneasily, struck hard, and then struggled continuously.Chen Wangzhi supported his waist, tried his best to pretend nothing had happened, casually drank a couple of mouthfuls of soup and porridge, and then said that he was tired and wanted to take a rest.

Dong Qier persuaded softly, "Why don't you just drink this bowl of soup?"

Chen Wangzhi shook his head without saying a word.He couldn't open his mouth, and as the evil species struggled, severe pain swept over him.He roughly guessed what was going to happen next, but it didn't matter, he had figured it out a long time ago.

Since you are not willing to die, then we will die together.

Dong Qi'er helped him to lie down slowly, the woman thoughtfully pulled up the quilt, in case he was cold, she put on the fur coat again.Chen Wangzhi was afraid of the dark, so she lit the lamp in the corner, came back, took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and said softly, "Your Highness, I will stay outside..."

Chen Wangzhi nodded, watching the woman Wen Tun's back disappear behind the screen.The bedroom returned to tranquility, and just after taking a few deep breaths, the fetus suddenly hit him hard, making him almost pass out from the pain.

——It’s really a villain.

"Don't talk about him like that..." Yu Wenche's face came to mind vaguely.As the father of the fetus, he naturally didn't like Chen Wangzhi calling his child that way.What about "innocent children", and what about "connected by blood", whose blood is it?What does it have to do with me?Cold sweat drenched his temple hair, Chen Wangzhi bit his sleeve and sneered in his heart.

Just because I have such a body...

In fact, since he woke up and was in this situation, he should have chosen to die long ago.He used to think that death is the easiest, but who knows that death is imminent, but he finds that death is impossible at all.Yu Wenche sent Chang'an into the palace to threaten him. That was his sister, the only living relative.If he died, what would my sister do?Xie Yuan doesn't have much affection for her, even if he has a little bit of affection, it can't keep Chang'an safe for the rest of his life.Chen Wangzhi recalled his younger sister's expression when she was embroidering mandarin ducks, she was clearly still the little girl back then, frowning her brows carefully for fear of pricking her fingers.

There was severe pain in the abdomen, as if a hand was stirring the internal organs.Chen Wangzhi kicked his legs indiscriminately, and curled his body into a ball again.It hurt so much... He tried to bury his face in the fabric, trying to relieve his heavy breathing.During this period of time, the evil seed has been very quiet.As Yu Wenche said, the fetus seemed to feel his disgust—the disgust emanating from the body that conceived itself.No one was looking forward to his birth, except Yu Wenche.He is an unloved child who has no need to live.The evil species didn't move, maybe it was dead.Chen Wangzhi once thought that this evil bastard had finally obeyed for a while, and died obediently in his stomach.

The fetal movement stopped suddenly, Chen Wangzhi was sweating profusely, and his whole body was limp.He rubbed his bulging stomach with the remaining strength, how ridiculous, Chang An sometimes looked at him with envy... what envy?Envious of this unusual body?Envious of this kid?The younger sister loves Xie Yuan, Chen Wangzhi can feel it.She mentions him primly, distressed by his coldness.So she hopes to have a child. If she has a child, maybe she can win back Xie Yuan's heart a little bit——

Probably, Yu Wenche thought so too.

What happened during the amnesia did not disappear together after the memory was restored.Yu Wenche wanted a child very much, and he mentioned it again and again.He even made up all kinds of lies, tricky words, such as mermaids, sharks, and golden cicadas... He was just for a child.Chen Wangzhi sat up slowly, leaning on the hidden pouch, raised his head, and clenched his fists.

Judging from Yu Wenche's situation, this move was brilliant, and if it were him, he would definitely have the same plan.

As a cool person, taking advantage of the chaos to dominate the world is considered a skill.But it is easy to conquer the country, but difficult to defend the country. Who among the old Qi family members is willing to bow their heads and listen to the Liang people... In order to show kindness, Yu Wenche must put on a friendly face, and intermarriage is the best way .Whose lineage can be more convincing than Chen Xuan's children?Just set up a puppet-like queen, and those old officials will be overjoyed, thinking that they will meet the Ming Lord.

ridiculous.The evil species started a new struggle, the pain doubled, and the body seemed to be cut by a knife and an axe.Do you want this child...

"You have to give me a baby." Yu Wenche said.

Hu people's eyes are light brown, like hard rocks.Through those eyes, Chen Wangzhi saw himself, cowardly, fearful, ashamed... Feeling uneasy.The self who lost his memory has only one person in his eyes and heart, happy for him, sad for him, annoyed for him, and even relieved for his "luck".Chen Wangzhi remembered that several times, Yu Wenche deliberately did not come to see him, and he guarded the door of the Longevity Palace in despair, pricking up his ears to listen to all the movements outside, which was sad and stupid.Yu Wenche didn't love that amnesiac Chen Wangzhi at all, he was just using it, thoroughly using it, and thanks to the value of using this body, he would put on a gentle face after getting bored, and lie to him again, using His so-called sincerity——

Perhaps, the use is not counted.

It's just playing... When a cat catches a mouse, it always has to play first.

Huren, Chen Wangzhi bit his sleeves tightly, his mouth was filled with a rust-like taste, whether it was cold or muddy...

Yu Wenche, you want this child, don't you?

Something sounded in the ear, as if someone was calling anxiously.

Moon slave, moon slave—

Chen Wangzhi opened his sweaty eyes, unable to see clearly, a golden light shone.

"Yu Wenche..."

The voice stopped, and after a while, it sounded again.

Moon slave, moon slave...

"You, go to hell." Chen Wangzhi squirmed his lips and smiled.

What is ripe and fruitful, I insist on killing the fish and breaking the net.

After an unknown amount of time, a thin figure appeared in front of her eyes, a woman in palace attire, with blurred facial features.

"Mother," Chen Wangzhi murmured, "Mother."

The woman stood in front of the couch, Chen Wangzhi stretched out his hand, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Mother," he repeated, "Mother, is that you? I miss you so much. Mother, I really hurt...Why, why me?"

Yu Wenche walked out of the hall, the sky was covered with snow, he staggered and almost knelt in the snow.

The long night is long, the palace lanterns are swaying left and right, Taicheng looks like a beast with a huge mouth, waiting to devour the next ghost.

"..."

"Your Majesty!" Qin Fu rushed over suddenly, his face full of joy, "Your Majesty!"

Yu Wenche looked back suddenly, Qin Fu raised his hands high, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, yes, you are a little prince."