Ma'am, give me a baby

Holding the little shoe and looking at the fabric in the small basket next to it, he realized that it was the little shoe Liu Shaochen made for the child.

He didn't know that Liu Shaochen was pregnant, so he didn't have any feelings for the unborn child, but it was his own flesh and blood after all.

Sighing secretly, he rubbed his fingers over the soft shoes, feeling stuffy in his heart.

The noren curtain at the door was lifted again, Shui Xiang came in with medicine, saw him standing there, bent over to salute, "Master, Madam's medicine is ready."

"Yeah." Mo Ziqing put down the little shoe, walked over and took the medicine bowl, "Give it to me."

Entering the inner room, Liu Shaochen was putting down his rice bowl, when he saw him come in, he glanced at him lightly.

"It's time to drink the medicine." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mo Ziqing scooped up some with a spoon and tasted it, "It's still a little hot."

Liu Shaochen sat on the bed with his head down, ignored his words, remained silent for a while, and slowly said: "I have something to ask."

Mo Ziqing paused, then raised his head instantly, "You tell me, I will agree to anything."

"...I want to move to a side room." Liu Shaochen's tone was still light, and no emotion could be heard.

Hearing this, Mo Ziqing was stunned, and it took him a long time to say, "No."

"Why?" Liu Shaochen looked up at him.

"You are my wife, so naturally you want to sleep with me." Mo Ziqing continued to move the spoon in his hand, but his fingers could not stop shaking slightly.

"Wife?" Liu Shaochen repeated, as if he had heard some joke, he laughed out loud, "Since we got married, have you treated me as your wife? I'm just a tool to vent your desires, don't you?"

Mo Ziqing's heart ached, he looked up at him apologetically, "Young minister, I..."

"That's enough, Mo Ziqing, there's no need now. You don't have to feel guilty. Just take it as the price for my stupidity. The matter is over. I won't care about anything you do in the future. If you want to marry Yingyue, you can marry Yingyue." Go get married." Liu Shaochen smiled lightly, as if he really understood it.

Mo Ziqing had never felt so uneasy about those unfeeling words. He put down the medicine bowl and held Liu Shaochen's hand, "Shaochen, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Liu Shaochen withdrew his hand and looked straight at Mo Ziqing, "Let him get over the past. I only have one request now. If you are really guilty, let me move to the side room."

"No..." Mo Ziqing still resolutely refused. If he agreed now, Liu Shaochen would really leave him.

Liu Shaochen sighed, "Take the medicine away, when will you promise me to take the medicine?"

Mo Ziqing paused, seeing Liu Shaochen about to lie down, struggled for a long time before saying: "Okay, I'll have someone clean up the side room tomorrow."

With his back turned to him, Liu Shaochen said softly, "Just today, I'll live in tonight."

"...you don't want to stay with me for one more night, do you?" Mo Ziqing felt a little lonely, seeing that he didn't speak, he had no choice but to go out and order his servants.

The speed of the servants was very fast. After this incident, they all understood that the young lady might not want to persist anymore. Also, being treated like this, even a saint would not be able to please another person.

When it was almost night, the side room was tidied up and the stove was burning hot. Mo Ziqing went in to have a look, and he was relieved only after making sure that there were no omissions.

"I'll carry you there." Mo Ziqing hugged Liu Shaochen up without saying a word, and wrapped a sable fur cloak outside.

Liu Shaochen struggled a few times, and he thought he couldn't break free, so he let him hold him.

Although the side room was smaller than the main room, it still had a lot of what it should have. The bed was already warm, and Liu Shaochen didn't feel cold when lying in it.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Liu Shaochen's body was injured, and now he was sleepy even when he was lying on the bed. Without looking at Mo Ziqing again, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mo Ziqing was by his side. Although he was exhausted in the past few days and didn't sleep last night, he didn't feel tired. Looking at Liu Shaochen who was sleeping, he stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead and the blood between his eyebrows. The red mark was revealed, and Mo Ziqing couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

On the pale face, the red mark looked even more strange. Mo Ziqing leaned over and kissed the mark, and his heart suddenly warmed up.

At night, Mo Ziqing watched Liu Shaochen return to his room after eating and drinking medicine. He really wanted to stay a little longer, but Liu Shaochen asked him to go back. Seeing his increasingly cold face, Mo Ziqing didn't have the courage to wait. caught.

When sleeping at night, Mo Ziqing looked at the suddenly empty room and felt a little sad.

When I fell asleep on the bed, the surroundings were icy cold. I got used to Liu Shaochen's temperature and smell for half a year, but now I suddenly lost it, and my heart became empty...

Mo Ziqing couldn't sleep, and the other person couldn't sleep either.

Holding the little shoe in his hand, Liu Shaochen thought about all the things before, and finally just sighed, as if his life was bad, as such a strange person, it was only natural that he would not get warmth.

Forget it, let's treat these ten years as a dream.