Chasing Husband Diary

Day after day, day after day, Yu Fu lived in panic, like a living dead, he ate his meal and drank his soup, he was a little abnormally peaceful, except when the weather was better, he would sit in the yard and bask in the sun, mostly On those days, I was bored in the room, sitting alone in a daze, not talking to others, and weeping at every turn, and those beautiful eyes were always red and swollen, like two walnuts.

Mo Che came to see him every day, but he always ignored him, turned a blind eye, and even made a petty temper. He refused to drink the anti-fetal medicine that day. He was angry with Mo Che and himself, obviously killing his husband. Enemy, not only can he not avenge his senior brother, but for the sake of the child in his belly, he has to live with others, eat his food, and use his food. Whenever he thinks about it, he feels sick.

Gradually, Mo Che didn't go to his palace very often, and he also became clean, raising his baby with peace of mind.

At first, Mo Che was afraid that he would escape, so he sent people to guard the outside of his palace, but after a long time, he found that he didn't even come out of the courtyard door, thinking that he was content with the status quo, so he relaxed his guard and gave him more Freedom, allow the maids to take him for a walk in the imperial garden.

The months are getting bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, he has a body of more than seven months, with a round belly, like a ball, it is difficult to walk, and he has to be supported everywhere, and he is becoming more and more lazy and lethargic Because of his heavy body, he doesn't like to move, and sometimes he can sleep for a whole day after sleeping. The imperial doctor often advises him not to sit all day long, but to walk more and move around, which is also conducive to future childbirth.

Mo Che's hanging heart finally let go, thinking that he will not leave before giving birth, thinking that he can use the child to keep him.

But he still underestimated Yufu's determination to leave.

Si Ming sent a letter to him, saying that there was some clue about Yinyue's murder, and asked him to go back to the heavenly court. He hesitated for a while, thinking that in the palace, Yufu would not be in danger, so he asked the palace people to take good care of him. The empress left the mortal world alone. Before leaving, he went to Yufu's bedroom to take a look at him from a distance. Seeing that he obediently drank the medicine and was supported by the maids to fall asleep, he left with peace of mind.

He had something to worry about in his heart, he was worried, his heart was beating all the time, and he always felt that something was about to happen, so he didn't stay in the heaven, he hurriedly saw Si Ming and returned to the mortal world.

But he was afraid of something, and when he returned to the palace, the palace people rushed to tell him that the queen was gone.

As soon as he left, Yu Fu ran away secretly.

Yu Fuyuan was a doctor, and he knew how to use medicine and other things at his fingertips. The long-term security was an illusion, and he deceived Mo Che and everyone else. When he left, he quietly poured medicine into the tea, and rewarded the tea The girls who served him sneaked away after they fell unconscious.

In this huge imperial palace, he is not familiar with the place, but as long as he is not under Mo Che's nose, he is fine anywhere. He wanders in the imperial garden every day, seemingly careless and indifferent to everything, but in fact, he is silent in his heart. Note down the route traveled.

It was already dark outside, he was holding his round belly, walking very slowly, he would stop to take a breath after taking two steps, holding on to the rockery beside him, panting, sweating a lot, the wind blowing, the sweat was wet His clothes were sticking to his back, it was cool.

He rubbed his arms and walked forward without stopping.

He didn't know when Mo Che would come back, but he didn't want to stay in this dreary palace for a moment longer.

In his hand, he was tightly holding a token of leaving the palace. The palm of his hand was slightly wet, wet with sweat, wet and slippery. Her heart was beating so fast that she almost couldn't hold it. It was stolen from the personal maid. There is no way to escape this prison.

But at this anxious moment, the child in his stomach was restless and kept kicking him, making it difficult for him to walk.After finally moving to the gate of the palace, walking with difficulty, he pulled down the hood to cover half of his face, his eyebrows and eyes were tightly covered, only his pointed chin was exposed.

Although she is seven months pregnant, except for a bigger belly, she hasn't grown much flesh. Seen from behind, her figure is still thin.He was hidden in the wide cloak, which covered his round belly. In the dark night, he could not be seen as a person who was seven months pregnant.

He lowered his head and handed the exit token from his sleeve to the guards guarding the gate. His hands were trembling, for fear of being spotted by others. He was silently scrutinized by the guards. He clenched his hands under the cloak, trying to keep himself calm. .

The guard looked at the palace card, looked him up and down again, and asked, "It's so late, the gate of the palace has been locked, and no one is allowed to leave the palace without His Majesty's order."

Yu Fu was anxious, lowered his voice and said, "I am someone close to the empress, the empress is not feeling well, let me go out of the palace to ask the imperial physician."

The guard didn't believe it, and questioned, "Isn't there always an imperial doctor on standby in the Queen's Palace?"

Yu Fu was very anxious, the medicine he gave was not heavy, those girls and eunuchs would wake up soon, if they found that he was missing, they would definitely look for him in the palace, and then he would not be able to get out, this is His last chance.

His tone was subconsciously aggravated, "Physician Chen is taking a rest today."

"But..." The guard had something else to say.

Yu Fu interrupted him and reprimanded, "The more you spend talking with me here, the more dangerous the queen will be. If something happens, neither you nor I can bear the responsibility."

After hearing his words, the guards were a little shaken. Everyone in the palace knew how much the emperor loved the empress. Although they only heard her name and never saw her, but for him, even the veterans of the three dynasties were punished, let alone them. Just some insignificant servants.

He was about to open the door to let Yu float out, when Mo Che's voice came from behind, angrily shouting, "Don't open it!"

When Yu Fu heard this voice, his heart went cold.

His face was pale, and he felt a faint pain in his stomach. He turned his back to Mo Che, who was riding his horse, and looked at the tall gate.

He knew that dragging his heavy body, he couldn't run.

Mo Che dismounted, strode towards him, put his arms around his knees, hugged him horizontally, hugged him tightly, and walked back firmly step by step, with a gloomy face and suppressed anger hidden in his eyes.

Yufu nestled in his arms, with a bulging belly, no matter how uncomfortable he lay down, with his eyes closed, his hands on his shoulders, weeping silently, the tears wet his clothes, and he bit his lower lip tightly , Don't let yourself cry out loud, a small sob overflows in the silent night.

Along the way, Mo Che didn't say a word.

he is very angry.In a fit of anger, no matter what he does, it is easy to hurt people. Mo Che knows this well, so he walked all the way with Yufu in his arms, blowing the cold wind, which cleared up his mind a lot, and brought him back to the bedroom. It was windy at night, He is weak, and he will be in trouble if he catches a cold.

But when he returned to the room, Yu Fu was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the roof, tears fell silently, his eyes were red from crying, nothing could be worse than death.

Seeing him like this, Mo Che was angry and distressed. The anger that had finally subsided was ignited again. He clenched his fists and slammed them hard on the bedside pillar, sinking into a pit, and blood oozes from the joints. .

Yu floated on deaf ears.

His heart has died along with Yinyue.

Suddenly, Mo Che leaned forward, put his hands on his side, looked down at him deeply, the corners of his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you always want to Run away from me?"

Yu Fu ignored him, closed his eyes, and turned his face away.

"You just rely on me to love you, but my patience has a limit." Mo Che couldn't bear it anymore, pinched his chin, and kissed him hard.

"Well!"

Yufu was still like a log, not giving any response.

It wasn't until Mo Che tore his clothes that he realized something was wrong.

"What are you going to do? Are you crazy?! Let me go!" He began to struggle hard, his hands tightly covering his stomach, protecting the child in his stomach.

Originally, I thought that Mo Che would be like before, just taste it and stop it, and would not act excessively.

He said that he will not force himself.

But he didn't expect that the escape tonight annoyed him. He was afraid of losing, so he didn't care, no matter what method he used, he wanted to keep her by his side.

He has never been an upright gentleman, nor should he restrain himself and return to propriety. It is his nature to take and plunder.

He wants Yufu's people and heart.

"Let go of me! I still have a baby in my belly! Woooooo...please...let me go..." Yu Fu pushed him with both hands, beat and beat him on the shoulder, crying and begging him.

But in exchange for only one sentence, "You are obedient, I will not hurt the child in your womb."

His voice was hoarse, and the fiery breath blowing against Yufu's ear made his heart tremble.

Yu Fu closed his eyes, helpless and desperate.

He gave up struggling and didn't move his hands from his stomach.

"I love you." Mo Che supported his waist, lowered his head and bit the side of his neck.

Yu Fu cried all night, the sky was slightly bright, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Che had scruples in his heart, and he was not willing to torment him ruthlessly. His movements were gentle and did not hurt the child in his stomach. It was also the fate of the child, so tossing him like this was all right.