Chasing Husband Diary

Yu Fu raised his body in the palace, and he cared about the child very much in his heart. After all, it was born with hard work, and it was impossible not to love it, especially, it was the flesh and blood of his senior brother, and he cared more than anyone else.

After the pain, he thought of the poor child again, so he was awkward for a few days, and when he could go down to the ground for a walk, he thought about going to see him. From birth to now, he had never even seen the child's face. Che heard that he was a son, or a son, if he could look a little like Yinyue, it would be very good-looking.

On this day, Mo Che was not in the palace and was caught by the courtiers, so Yu Fu took this opportunity to go out quietly without taking anyone around him.

He is not familiar with the palace, has not been to many places, and is always trapped in the square-inch courtyard, depressed, so even though he has walked out now, he does not know which palace the little prince lives in, so he can only walk along the way. keep asking.

But the maids who are far away from Jiaofang Palace don't know him very much, and he rarely appears in front of everyone as a queen, so seeing that he has been inquiring about the whereabouts of the little prince, they all kept silent.

Until a little maid who had cleaned his palace recognized him and asked him if he was going to see the little prince. Seeing him nodding, she walked ahead to lead him the way. Well, with a thoughtful look, he didn't disturb him, and walked quietly in front of him.

The two were stopped outside the palace gate.

This place is heavily guarded, and Mo Che sent heavy troops to guard it, it seems that he attaches great importance to this child.

The guards stopped them and said that they were not allowed to enter without an edict, lest someone with evil intentions would hurt the little prince.

The maid stepped forward to explain and told him that the person in front of him was the little prince's biological mother, the empress.But the guards didn't know him, they didn't buy it, and they wouldn't let them in unless they had the emperor's badge.

Standing at the door, Yufu felt a strange feeling in his heart, a little familiar, as if a child was calling him, but he couldn't see him so close, which made him a little anxious, especially after hearing the cry of the child, he With a tight heart, he rushed over regardless.

"The child is crying, let me in!" He shouted at the guards anxiously, but was grabbed by the arm and pushed aside.

His legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, feeling weak all over. Having a child caused him too much internal damage, and he couldn't recover in a short time.

The guards were expressionless, looked at him indifferently, and said sternly, "No one is allowed to enter the Prince's Palace without His Majesty's order."

Yu Fu clutched his chest and panted for a while, the maid stepped forward to help him up, suddenly, a golden plaque fell from his body, when he picked it up, it turned out to be a palace plaque used by the emperor, with this thing, he could go to anywhere in the palace.

He forgot about this thing. Mo Che had given him many things, but he had always looked down upon them and threw them away. He didn't even want the queen's phoenix order. I don't know when Mo Che put this token on his clothes. Well, he didn't notice it at all.

The palace maid recognized the golden token and quickly picked it up and handed it to the guard.

The guard held it in his hands, looked at it over and over for a long time, and was sure it was true, so he saluted Yu Fu respectfully, turned to both sides, and let him in.

A sign can only be used by one person, and the maids are lowly, not allowed to enter the palace, and wait outside the door, Yu Fu walked in alone.

The palace is very large, divided into inside and outside, empty and full of echoes, walking in it, even the sound of footsteps can be heard clearly, the closer you get, the more nervous you become, it is the flesh that fell from his body, familiar yet unfamiliar.

When he reached the inner hall, he stood at the door, stretched out his hand without pushing the door, took deep breaths, and his heart beat fast.

"I heard that the little prince was not born to His Majesty." A very thin female voice suddenly sounded from inside, the voice was very low, if it wasn't too quiet in the hall, it might be difficult to hear clearly.

Yufu paused.

Another female voice sounded from inside again, with a sense of reprimand, she said angrily, "It's just rumors and nonsense, do you believe it too? I heard from my aunt that when the little prince was born, His Majesty made a blood test." , It is indeed the blood of the royal family."

"Really?" The female voice before was dubious, paused, and exclaimed, "It's true, the little prince still has needles in his hands."

"Shh! Keep your voice down." The other court lady patted her and muttered, "Auntie said it herself, so there is still a lie? However, those words are not completely groundless. The queen has someone she likes in her heart, it seems to be dead Yes, Your Majesty and the Empress quarreled several times because of him, and the Empress even got pregnant."

"The empress is too pitiful, but our majesty is such a talented person, how could anyone not like him..."

With a bang, Yu Fu pushed the door open and entered, looking at them coldly with red eyes.

"Emperor, empress?!"

Those two people were maids serving the little prince. They also knew him when they came out of Yufu Palace. When they saw him suddenly appear, their faces turned pale with fright, and they knelt down in front of him with a plop, panicking. .

Yu Fu walked past them and walked straight to the little prince. Without taking a second look, he took his hand and looked at it. There was indeed a tiny pinhole on his little finger, and it was no longer bleeding. Look will not find.

His heart was as cold as an ice cellar.

How could this be?

He shook his head in disbelief, and involuntarily took two steps back, eyes full of shock.

It's obviously my brother's child...

"Queen?" The maids called him cautiously, but he didn't seem to be able to hear him, but just stared at the child, his eyes moist.

He couldn't believe that the only child who supported him alive, the child born with half his life, wasn't his brother's? !

Mo Che rushed over at this moment, holding the door with his hands, staring at the dazed Yu Fu, heaving a sigh of relief.

He ran all the way here, fearing that Yu Fu would leave without saying goodbye, he was sweating profusely, fortunately, he was not late.

"Yufu, why did you come here?" He walked over, supported Yufu's shoulder, and said softly, "If you want to see the baby, just tell me and I'll let the nanny hold it for you. It's windy outside, you're not well yet, be careful not to catch a cold."

He frowned, glared at the two maids who were kneeling on the ground, and blamed them for their incompetence. The two little girls lowered their heads, trembling, knocked their heads three times, and retreated with their bodies bent.

"Don't touch me!" The sound of closing the door awakened the absent-minded Yufu. He trembled and broke away from Mo Che's embrace. In the blink of an eye, tears blurred his vision. He looked at him tearfully and grabbed his collar. , clenched so hard that his fingers turned white, and asked in a panic, "Where did you hide my child? Where is my child? Where is my brother's and my child?!"

Their roars woke the child up, crying loudly, the crying was like a sharp knife piercing his heart, the pain made him almost breathless.

Mo Che took him by the wrist, brought him to the side of the bed, pointed at the child on the bed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and said word by word, "This is your child." , and our children."

"You're talking nonsense! He's not my child!" Yu Fu refused to look at the child, and didn't believe what he said, turned his head to stare at Mo Che, and shouted at him at the top of his lungs, "Give me back the brother's child."

Mo Che's clothes were messed up by him.

He grabbed Yufu's shoulders and let him look into his eyes, the tenderness in his eyes was covered with a thin layer of frost, mercilessly breaking his self-deception, pushing him against the edge of the bed, with one hand on his stomach on, pinching his chin, licking his lips, and said ambiguously, "This is our child, from the beginning to the end, the person who was with you in Wushan in the cave that day, it was me, you were crying I will never forget the tactful Cheng Huan underneath me."

"Ah!" Yu Fu screamed, covered his ears, and cried, "Shut up! Shut up! Don't say any more..."

Some forgotten images came back to his mind, and he froze, scene after scene, making him stiff.

It was Mo Che and him that day...

"what!"

He was crying and the child was crying too.

His only hope was also strangled by someone himself. He couldn't take it anymore, his heart hurt so badly, as if it was about to burst, he clutched his chest tightly, turned around and ran outside, but was grabbed by Mo Che, and asked sharply, " where are you going?"

He was out of breath from crying, his wrist was pulled red, and he was still struggling, sobbing, he said, "Let me go! I'm going to find senior brother, senior brother..."

Mo Che's expression darkened, and he pulled him into his arms with force, kissed him deeply, covering his lips, and tasted salty tears between his intertwined lips and teeth.

"Well!"

Yu Fu struggled with all his strength, slapped his shoulder with his hands, waved his hands wildly, grabbed the teacup on the table, and smashed it towards his head, with great force, he slapped his hand, and immediately blood Flow like a note.

Mo Che frowned, and let go of his hands.

Yu Fu was exhausted, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with tears streaming down his face.

With a sullen face, Mo Che hugged the man in his arms and strode out, ignoring the wound on his head, the blood trickling down the corners of his eyes, like tears of blood, it looked terrifying.

There was nothing greater than heartbreak, Yu Fu cried until his eyes were red and swollen, unable to struggle, he was carried to the bedroom, and was rudely thrown on the bed, under his body.

"Let go! Beast..."

Crisp applause sounded in the empty palace, both of them froze for a moment.

Mo Che was a little angry, and firmly grabbed his wrist, pressing him down.

Yu Fu looked at him with tears in his eyes, unable to stop what happened next.

……

He was still in poor health, and after such a toss, he fell seriously ill again. He kept drinking soup and medicine every day for several months. During this period, he didn't mention a word about his child, as if he had forgotten the existence of the little prince. Nothing to do with him.

The illness was gone like a thread, and his expression was not very good all the time. He had lost a lot of weight, and his waist was so thin that he could hold it with both hands. His face was pale and pale, which made people feel distressed.