Chasing Husband Diary

"You all go down." Mo Che pushed back everyone in the hall, sat back on the side of the bed, lowered his eyes, with complicated emotions hidden in his eyes, and sat quietly for a long time, his dull breathing intertwined with the shallow breathing of the person on the bed Together, regardless of each other.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked at Yu Fu's belly, pursed his lips, thoughtful.

Since the month is still very small, there is no visible change in the pregnant belly. He bent down, approached a little bit, put his ear on it, and listened carefully. He didn't hear anything, but he still felt very satisfied.

The call in the blood cannot be hidden, nor can it be cut off. He can clearly feel the child in Yufu's stomach, with the same blood flowing on his body, and it will echo when he approaches.

He stretched out his hand towards Yufu's belly, and gently covered it, through a thin layer of clothes, he could feel the hot skin under his palm, the flowing blood hidden under the flesh.

"If you don't wake up, I'll kill this child." He whispered in Yufu's ear, his tone was very flat, without ups and downs, and his face was expressionless, as if he was telling an unimportant matter, but it was cold There seemed to be a pool of stagnant water in the eyes.

The imperial doctor said that Yu Fu didn't want to wake up, but he could hear the voices from the outside world, so he could try to whisper something very important to him, to awaken his desire to survive, Yinyue is dead, The book boy was also killed, and now, to him, the most important thing, and the only thing he cares about, is the child in his stomach.

His words are not just to force Yu Fu to wake up, if there is no other way, his obsession will become sick, and he will inevitably do some irreversible perverted things.

The child is Yu Fu's weakness, as expected, when Yu Fu heard Mo Che's words, the fingertips of the hand on the back of Mo Che's hand trembled slightly, which made Mo Che ecstatic, and grabbed his hand.

But in the next second, he became the same as before, and the little touch disappeared, as if the turtle that had finally plucked up the courage to crawl out was frightened and shrank back into its shell.

No matter how much Mo Che called his name, there was no response at all, as if it had never happened, everything was just an illusion of his lovesickness.

He was short of breath, and tightly held Yu Fu's hand, with no intensity, his white and tender skin was flushed red by his pinching.

It seems that things that threaten the child will really mess him up.Gripping his weak spot, Mo Che became more and more unscrupulous, pressed on with every step, leaned against his ear, gritted his teeth, and threatened in a low voice, "I'll let the imperial doctor cook the abortion pills, if you don't wake up , at least two hours, after the medicine is cooked, I will pour it down for you, kill the child in your stomach, and destroy the only thought Yinyue left for you."

The reason why he said that was because he knew that Yu Fu had always thought that the child in his stomach belonged to his senior brother, and the only reason why he survived and did not die in love with Yinyue was this child.

This time, Yufu's reaction was that when he heard Yinyue's name, his eyeballs moved, and through the eyelids, he could see the rolling arc, his long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, It seemed to be a swallowing motion.

If the imperial physician hadn't confirmed repeatedly that he was indeed not awake, Mo Che would have suspected that he was faking it, that he could hear everything, and deliberately ignored him.

Seeing that this trick was effective, he added another fire, and actually asked the imperial doctor to decoct the medicine.

The imperial physicians did not dare to be negligent after receiving the order, and within two hours, or about an hour and a half, they decocted the medicine and brought them over.

Holding the warm medicine bowl in his hand, he looked down at the dark medicine juice in the bowl. He hesitated for a moment, but then he saw the unconscious person in his peripheral vision, and he couldn't let go of his crying and laughing appearance. , Thinking about it, becoming obsessed with it.

With a cruel heart, he helped him up, leaned into his arms, and poured the medicine into Yu Fu's mouth.

"Hmm..." Yufu let out a dull and short whimper in his throat, the voice was very soft, he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he didn't drink much water, so it sounded a bit rustling.

It was just a very soft sound that made Mo Che overjoyed.

Yu Fu didn't open his eyes, but he was already awake. He instinctively stretched out his hand to push him, and knocked the medicine bowl in his hand to the ground. on his shoes.

He didn't care about these at all, looked at the person in his arms with burning eyes, and shouted happily, "Yufu, you finally woke up!"

He rushed out the door and called the imperial doctor in.

Yu Fu struggled out of his arms, his whole body was weak, he had slept for too long, his body had no strength at all, his two sore arms could barely support his body, lying on the side of the bed, vomiting non-stop, and hadn't eaten for several days Stomach was empty, nothing could be vomited out, only some sour water, so he scratched his throat with his hands, which made him feel nauseous for a while.

Although he woke up in time, Mo Che still swallowed several mouthfuls of the medicine he poured. He was afraid that something might happen to the child in his belly, his eyes would turn red, and he had no strength to vomit, but he still didn't want to stop. He faintly felt some stomachache .

"Yu Fu, don't be like this..." Mo Che couldn't bear to see him tormenting himself like this, so he stretched out his hand to pull his arm, but he pushed it away, and raised his hand to slap him.

Yu Fu didn't have much strength, this slap didn't hurt, the force on his face was not as painful as his hands, but his face was scratched twice by his nails, leaving two obvious red marks, no bleeding, but A little red and swollen, it was very eye-catching on that white jade flawless face.

Mo Che looked at him deeply.

With red eyes, tears streaming down the tip of his nose, and a hoarse voice, he cried and cursed, "You bastard, you killed my senior brother, and now you even refuse to let go of my child, what did I do wrong, you Do this to me?"

"I didn't kill it." Mo Che clenched his hands again and again, explaining to him over and over again, but he didn't believe it at all, seeing is believing, he saw "Shen Ling" piercing his senior brother's heart with his own eyes.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, his face changed drastically, his expression was terrified, his eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't care about it, he covered his stomach with one hand, and grabbed Mo Che's sleeve with the other, begging eagerly, "Please, please save my child, uh..."

His face was pale with pain, as if someone was stabbing his stomach with a knife, he couldn't bear it, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the curtain that was hanging down on the side, he pulled it down hard, and fell to the ground Smudged with dark concoction.

Afraid that something might happen to the child, he covered his stomach with his hands, weeping, and begged Mo Che, "Please, save my child, I will promise you whatever you want me to do."

How helpless can a person be?Calling for help from a man who was about to kill his child.

But he had no other choice, the senior brother was gone, and nothing could happen to the child, otherwise, even on Huangquan Road, he would have no face to see the senior brother.

Mo Che couldn't be indifferent, even if Yu Fu kept calling him his senior brother, it was the person he had loved deeply for so many years.

He raised his hand and let the imperial doctors come over.

A group of people gathered in front of the Yufu bed, in front of him, as quiet as a chicken, not daring to take a breath, through a veil, they tremblingly felt their pulse, changing one after another, muttering, After whispering a few words, I dared to draw a conclusion.

Seeing that the person was in severe pain, Mo Che frowned, and urged them in a deep voice, and then the head of the Supreme Hospital stood up and administered the needle to Yu Fu himself, carefully, not daring to make any mistakes.

After a while, Yu Fu finally stopped crying, touched his stomach, took the imperial physician's hand, and asked in a panic, "My lord, is my child alright?"

Mo Che looked at their touching hands and narrowed his eyes slightly. Doctor Chen's heart skipped a beat. He quickly retracted his hands into his sleeves, walked to the side and knelt down, and replied tremblingly, "Queen, please don't worry. The child is safe and sound, it's just that you just woke up, you were too emotional, and your fetus moved."

He advised earnestly, "I also hope that the queen will take care of your health. You are weak, and it is not easy to be pregnant. The child is young, and it is when the fetus is unstable. You must pay more attention to your emotions at ordinary times. Don't be too nervous." Excited, don't let the situation like today happen again, if there is a slight mistake, it will be difficult to keep the child."

His words are true, not scaremongering, the lives of the entire Imperial Hospital are related to the child in the empress's womb, if he cannot be born safely, I am afraid that his head as the head of the hospital will be lost, so he is better than anyone else. We all hope that the child in the queen's womb will be fine.

"Having fetal gas?" Yu Fu was taken aback, "But I'm not..."

But he obviously drank the abortion pill.

He looked at Mo Che suspiciously. The latter had a hurt look on his face, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he explained softly, "What I gave you was just some anti-natal drugs. He is your child. How could you be willing to hurt him?"

Yufu stopped talking, let out a long sigh of relief, touched his stomach, hid in the corner of the bed, huddled into a small ball, hugged his knees, his weak and helpless appearance made people feel pity, couldn't help it If you want to get close, you will be turned away by his coldness.

He closed the door of his heart.

Mo Che asked everyone to retreat, and he was alone in the hall.

Neither of them spoke, and they were silent for a long time. Suddenly, Yu Fu asked, "Why did they call me Queen? What kind of place is this place? What exactly do you want to bring me here?"

"It's a long story, and I will tell you slowly in the future," Mo Che explained softly, "I am the king of a country now, and you are my queen. This is the palace, so it is safe. If people dare to hurt you, you can rest assured to have a baby here."

Yu Fu raised his head, looked at him with tears in his eyes, spat on his face unexpectedly, sneered, and said, "Queen? Are you worthy? You killed my brother and almost killed my child. In this lifetime, no, I will never be with you in every lifetime."

Mo Che heard the word senior brother from him several times, and he felt a little angry. Men are inherently possessive, and he believes that Yufu is his, so he can't tolerate others. May, some are only the winner is king.

He approached little by little, forcing him to nowhere to retreat, clinging to the corner tightly, tugging on his wrist forcefully, not letting him escape, pinching his chin, and kissing him hard.

"Oh!" Yufu struggled with all his strength and hit him with both hands, but the person pressing on him was like a mountain, standing still, his wrist was pinched and painful, the tails of his eyes were red, and the tears were endless. He looked down from the corner of his eyes, his heart was terribly wronged, and his mind was filled with the voice and smile of his senior.

With his last bit of strength, he bit the man's lips hard.

The strong smell of blood permeated between the intertwined lips and teeth, Mo Che finally let him go, looked at him with deep eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are mine and will always be, don't try to escape from me, the consequences It's not something you can bear."

He stood up, turned his back to Yufu, and said in a low voice, "You just rest in the palace, and I will have someone serve you. If you want anything, let the servants do it, and wait for you to recover After that, the post-closing ceremony will be held, I still have something to do, so I’m leaving first, and I’ll come to see you later.”

He left without looking back.

Yu Fu huddled in the corner, hugged his legs, buried his face in his knees, and let out a muffled cry, mixed with painful sobs.