Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Leaping into the dusk, the setting sun is slanting, and a group of solemn guards guard the side hall.Liu Hao stood outside the hall with his hands in his hands, his heart trembling from the gradually cooling wind.

He licked his lips, his throat was very dry.

Liu Hao was in pain, he tried his best.

Even if His Majesty really broke through the shackles, Liu Hao could only wipe away the traces, silently worrying about Mo Jingchun in his heart.Cold sweat slid down his back, and he subconsciously sucked his nose.

Did he smell something?

It seems that there is a faint warm fragrance drifting away, but it is swept away by the cool wind in an instant, like an illusion.

In the hall behind him, this warm and soft fragrance has permeated everywhere, even the bedding, cloth, and sleeves seemed to be stained with this smell, Mo Jingchun was completely paralyzed, unable to even move a single finger.

They did nothing.

Except for the so-called "help" in His Majesty's mouth.

The nimble fingers moved lightly, and this help almost killed Mo Jingchun.

He panted violently, the sound of swallowing was sticky in his mouth, and finally struggled to tear a gap in the fabric.

The sound of cracking was like his rationality, completely sinking.

Gong Yeqi is very inquisitive.

In order to figure out the difference, he even painstakingly read the palace classics. After clarifying the boundaries in the eyes of ordinary people, he didn't plan to do too much.Time is one thing, and Mo Jingchun's personality is another problem. He never expected that he would take the initiative to send it to his door.

This enthusiasm almost burned Mo Jingchun dry, and also tormented Gongyeqi.

He had never felt such a deep desire.

There was a little crimson in his eyes, and the tyranny of struggling just came to his heart, and was suppressed by a trembling breath.

As time passed, Liu Hao stood numb outside the hall.

It's already sunset, isn't His Majesty planning to let him go?

The queen mother had already sent someone to ask, but Liu Hao perfunctorily left.But since even the queen mother is paying attention, there should be some signs outside tomorrow, not to mention that the Mo family can't wait for anyone to go back, what should I do?

On the contrary, Zongzheng Temple's side is much easier, and Liu Hao has settled.

He scratched his hands and was hesitating whether to call out a few times outside to see if His Majesty would respond, when the door of the palace behind him was opened silently.

Liu Hao's back felt cold, he looked back suddenly, and hurriedly bowed: "Your Majesty."

Gong Yeqi stepped out holding Mo Jingchun who was wrapped in blankets, his eyes were scarlet, like some kind of beast whose desire had not yet subsided, he glanced at Liu Hao slyly, and said coldly: "Send the order, Zong Zhengqing is not feeling well, the imperial physician If you have a word, you must not move easily, and amnesty to stay in the palace for a while. Send someone to the Mo Mansion to send a message, and don't let those two tigers come to the court tomorrow to question the widow."

He spoke calmly and freely, and strode towards Yu Yu with Mo Jingchun in his arms.

"In addition, send today's memorial to Changle Palace. Block all news in front of the palace, and kill those who have problems." Gong Yeqi has already sat down in the car, looking at Liu Hao coldly, "I don't want tomorrow hear any rumors."

Liu Hao looked serious, "Here!"

Emperor Zhengshi grandly brought Mo Jingchun back to Changle Palace to hide.

...

At night, the Mo family finally received the news.

Mo Feihe and Mo Guangsheng were not in the mansion, it was Xu Sumei who gave the order.The visitor from the palace was very gentle and answered her a few questions before taking the reward and leaving.Xu Sumei rubbed the center of her eyebrows, broke up the news and carefully told the old lady.

Although the old lady was worried, she was not anxious.

She patted Xu Sumei's hand, and said lightly: "Even Erlang will invite a doctor to see a doctor when he comes home. Is there anything in this world that is better than Taitai Hospital?"

Except for a few rare miracle doctors among the people, they are not as good as those in the palace.

So if there is a real illness, His Majesty's gift is also a good thing.

Xu Sumei smiled lightly, but was speechless.

It's just that in the middle of the night, Mo Jingchun was not as lethargic as they thought, but half awake, with hot attacks from time to time, and after a short while, a cold body was pressed against him in the painful heat.

The pain in the lower abdomen vented again and again, over and over again, all kinds of smells mingled together, and Mo Jingchun couldn't distinguish anything. The whole body seemed to be soaked in hot water, or surrounded by fragrant pastries. I feel that the tip of the nose is full of erosive and sweet taste.

The tip of the tongue is long and the moon is long red, and the overflow is quickly swept away.

Gongyeqi finally tasted it.

After Mo Jingchun passed out again, he got up from the bed, took the handkerchief and wiped it.

Mo Jingchun's body seemed to be controlled by the heat, and he would have a wave of seizures from time to time, and then fell into a deep sleep after overcoming it.Gong Yeqi took advantage of this time to deal with today's unfinished memorials, but he was not at all dissatisfied.

Gongye Qi thought, father, father, if he falls asleep at night, he can't discipline him.

After all, it was rare for him to be so kind.

What a kind man.

The night is dark, maybe the cold wind is still there, the sky is cloudless, and the bright moonlight shines all over the palace.

The long black hair spread messily all over the bed, and the shadow of the candle was red.

The person on the bed was in extreme pain, but also in extreme pleasure, being stripped naked and completely empty.

...

Mo Jingchun struggled to wake up, his fingers were weak, and the pain after the excessive spasm made him blink, and he was still in a hazy state for a while.

It took him a while to slowly recall what had happened.

He lay expressionlessly in the quilt, the clothes on his body were changed once, and they were dry and tidy, but it made his heart fall into a boundless hell.

His Majesty did nothing.

But His Majesty did nothing.

After the weird hotness was vented, Mo Jingchun finally felt the tranquility he hadn't experienced for a long time.

The skin that had been swollen and painful also calmed down, and the unexplained urging mania finally disappeared. Mo Jingchun pursed his lips so tightly that they almost turned white.After being frightened and furious, he was so tired that he couldn't have any more emotions.

No matter... His Majesty didn't make a move.

It just nearly squeezed him dry.

Mo Jingchun was very tired, he didn't want to worry about the turmoil that would happen, and he didn't bother to think about the aftermath, he wriggled and hid himself in the quilt, and fell asleep again after a while.

It was the morning time, black and white were intertwined in the night sky, the morning light was trying to dispel the gloom in the sky, and the trailing afterimage was still there.Mo Jingchun was not familiar with the layout of the bedroom, so he only vaguely glanced at it, thinking that it was in a side hall, and fell asleep again.That's why he didn't see Gong Yeqi who was hiding in the shadows.

Gongye Qiben stayed up all night distracted, appeasing Mo Jingchun while approving the memorial.

It can be said to be correct.

Although he didn't make a move, he played with everything in the front and back thoroughly, so it's hard to say whether he did anything or not.But since the tail is so fluffy, it's no wonder why he feels obscene and playful.At that time, Mo Jingchun's reaction was too much...

Gongye opened and closed his eyes, leaned back on the back of the chair.

It was not serious for him to stay up all night, and the heat on Mo Jingchun's body gradually faded when he woke up in the morning.After the high fever dissipated, he fell asleep directly, and woke up only for a while.

He looked thoughtfully at the sleeping man on the bed.

Gong Yeqi never asked Mo Jingchun where all these things came from, because he was not interested.

He doesn't care about things, no matter how strange they are thousands of times, he doesn't care about them.Even with such a weird existence, he only looked at Mo Jingchun, never intending to pursue it.

After all, it was different this time, and it really affected Mo Jingchun's body too much.

Gong Yeqi only thought about it for a while, and found that this kind of situation probably started from the beginning of spring.And Mo Jingchun actually carried it to the end of summer abruptly, so patiently, it is really shocking.

He moved his fingers slightly, but the residual fragrance still lingered on his fingertips.

As if the trembling reaction and screaming moan were unforgettable, Gongyeqi looked down at his lower abdomen with a deep expression.

He reacts.

...

Mo Jingchun saw Liu Hao when he woke up again, I don't know if this is good news.

He was too tired to move.

The whole person seemed to be completely exhausted, without even the slightest bit of strength.

Liu Hao graciously supported Mo Jingchun to sit up, and even handed him water.He was indeed extremely thirsty, and when he tried to reach out to pick it up, he realized that his arms and fingers were trembling slightly, weak and weak.

Before Liu Hao waited for him to pick it up, he helped to feed it a few mouthfuls.

Mo Jingchun: "..." That's all.

He has a headache and a little discomfort.

But this was the most comfortable and peaceful moment for him in recent months, even if he was sure that he was in the palace now, he still couldn't erase that light and peaceful mood.

Mo Jingchun looked at Liu Hao, "What time is it?"

Liu Hao: "It's already noon on the second day."

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, he stayed in the palace for a day and a half.

He met Liu Hao's worried eyes, sighed and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Father-in-law, don't worry, Your Majesty didn't... touch me." Mo Jingchun said the last two words with great difficulty.

After all, it is bound by etiquette and it is difficult to export.

Liu Hao was taken aback, and blurted out, "How could this be?!"

Mo Jingchun has always been gentle and polite to Liu Hao, so he couldn't help squinting at him at this moment, and said helplessly, "At the moment, he's still a national filial piety."

That is, as His Majesty said, that is "help".

After all, there is no overreach.

But... Mo Jingchun's expression darkened slightly. What's the difference if he has reached that point?

This hotness is driven by nature, it almost drives Mo Jingchun crazy.In order to curb this impulse, he can do almost anything, almost breaking through the restraint of his rationality. Now that he thinks about it again, he can't even think that the person with the stupid face is actually himself.

So humiliating and embarrassing it almost tore him apart.

He no longer wants to feel the feeling that there is nothing, but he still has to flow out at the end... It's like a hole in his body.

He was a little irritable, but he didn't want to show it. After a long silence, he said: "Since I'm fine, does Your Majesty have anything to say? If not, I should accuse myself and leave the palace."

The courtiers had no reason to stay in the palace.

However, according to Emperor Zhengshi's temper, he should find a suitable excuse for each other. On this point, Mo Jingchun still has a little distorted trust.

Liu Hao: "Your Majesty is discussing matters in the imperial study, he said, if the master wakes up, please invite the master to the imperial study."

Mo Jingchun was slightly taken aback, "The imperial study?"

Liu Hao said: "Something happened in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Mo Jingchun paused, if something happened in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, no matter how big or small it needs to be taken seriously.If it is not worth mentioning, His Majesty does not need to hold a small court meeting in the imperial study.

Liu Hao observed Mo Jingchun's expression carefully, and immediately retreated to let Mo Jingchun have his own space.

It is expected that this person must also not want to be served by someone.

Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief after Liu Hao withdrew, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the first thing he felt wrong was the tactile sensation on his feet.He looked down and didn't notice that there was a layer of carpet on the floor.

He froze for a moment and looked around carefully.

Everything is exquisite, and all the decorations fall into his eyes. If he is not mistaken, on the shelf on the right is the porcelain presented by Hangzhou in Yongning in 16 years. There is no second such exquisite craftsmanship.On the other side of the cave, there were many memorials of different colors scattered in a mess. He didn't need to go forward, he knew what kind of criticisms there would be.Mo Jingchun slowly turned around, looking at the bed behind him that was out of shape, half of the luxurious and soft fabric was hanging down on the ground, it was the tactile feeling that was always entangled last night.

Use, the color that only the emperor can enjoy.

This place... is not a random side hall in the palace.

Mo Jingchun has been awake since then, and only now did panic and shock appear on his face.

Here is Changle Palace.

...

"absurd!"

Before entering the imperial study, Mo Jingchun heard a loud shout outside the door.

Xue Cheng's loud voice came out, "Salt is the foundation of the country's tax revenue, but now there is illegal salt sales and circulation, this is a felony! If this is the case, how can we let it go lightly! Where did the illegal salt come from, and where did it sell to?" Everywhere, everything in between must be thoroughly investigated!"

Gu Liufang's voice was old and spoke slowly.

"Old Xue Ge said it a bit harshly, but salt is under the exclusive control of the state, and in such a private circulation, it is rare for someone to watch over it and steal it."

Gu Liufang didn't speak fast, he said a few more words, and when he stopped, the imperial study room happened to fall into silence.

Liu Hao took advantage of this time to raise his voice, "Your Majesty, Zong Zhengqing has arrived."

"Come in."

The voice of Emperor Zhengshi came out.

Mo Jingchun blinked, as if he had swallowed all his emotions, and the moment he took a step, he recovered his restrained and solemn appearance, opened the hem and entered the door.

Emperor Zhengshi directly avoided Mo Jingchun's salute, let him sit down, and hurriedly nodded to Xu Shoufu to speak.

Mo Jingchun was originally a latecomer, at first he didn't know what they were talking about, but the few words he heard outside the door were enough to make people startled.

Since ancient times, the sale and purchase of salt has been under the jurisdiction of the government.

This is an extremely important part of taxation.

All dynasties have strictly prohibited private trafficking, and offenders will be sentenced to death.

Moreover, Liu Hao mentioned Jiangsu and Zhejiang when he came here... Could it be that the incident broke out from there?Mo Jingchun thought for a moment, but dug out a familiar name from there.

Xu Shangde.

Although they have the same surname as Xu Boheng, there is no relationship between them.

This is Mo Jingchun's previous champion in the same session.

He was transferred to work there, at least for a year or two.

Wang Zhenming suddenly said: "Your Majesty, since the inspector discovered this matter, it is better to let him and the local officials conduct a self-examination. With the supervision, the old minister believes that at least there will be no mistakes or omissions."

"Nonsense." Huang Zhenghe frowned slightly, "Since the problem lies with the local officials themselves, how can they be allowed to investigate themselves? After repeated investigations, it is nothing but nothing."

"Then what is Huang Shangshu's plan?"

Even if it is such a court meeting, if it is arguing to the top, it is actually no different from a civil quarrel.

Mo Jingchun felt a little headache when he heard the two old officials arguing.

"Okay," Emperor Zhengshi coldly suppressed the dispute, "I'm not here to see a joke."

His mouth is still poisonous.

He saw that there was nothing good or bad in the quarrel for a while, and he didn't bother to waste time talking about it, so he ordered them to go back and get a few regulations, and discuss it tomorrow.

After saying that, they left directly.

Emperor Zhengshi was not a procrastination character, since he broke up, the ministers who discussed the matter immediately resigned.Mo Jingchun originally wanted to sneak away among them, but Emperor Zhengshi stared at him after he finished speaking, and lazily called him back, "How is the master? When the imperial doctor made the diagnosis yesterday, he was really worried. The widow is scared out of his wits."

Huang Zhenghe and Wang Zhenming, who were walking at the back, staggered, and couldn't help but want to look back to see what kind of "good or bad" method this "good or bad" is?

Is it the "good or bad" method of laughing and cursing a group of people today?

Mo Jingchun: "Please take care, Your Majesty, I have taken the medicine, and I am not seriously ill." Hearing the voice still a little faint, it seems that he is indeed seriously ill.Even when he came in, several concerned veterans could tell that his face was paler than usual.

But the words can only be heard here, and the rest can't be heard.

In the imperial study room, Mo Jingchun stood there rooting at his feet, and Emperor Zhengshi's eyes were circling around him, piercing.If it was in the past, Mo Jingchun could still ignore it, but after yesterday... last night...he clenched his cheeks, silent like a stone.

Emperor Zhengshi tilted his head to look at him, "Why does Master look like he has been humiliated? Wasn't yesterday not happy enough?"

"Your Majesty, be careful."

Mo Jingchun was already powerless to correct His Majesty's attitude, but he subconsciously said this.

in spite of……

He's used to it.

Habit of restraint, habit of introversion, habit of swallowing the bitter fruit.

It was a sin of his own making.

Mo Jingchun took a deep breath, then lifted the hem of his court clothes and knelt down, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The playful smile on Gong Yeqi's face disappeared, and suddenly revealed a sinister side. He said coldly, "Master, what are you doing?"

Mo Jingchun made a big salute, and put his forehead on the back of his hand.

"The minister lost his manners in front of the palace and defiled His Majesty's dragon body."

So absurd, and so ridiculous.

Gong Yeqi stared at Mo Jingchun's slightly curved back, as if through the thick robe, he could see the pink and white body underneath. Even under the flickering of the red candle yesterday, he showed a somewhat bewitching color. That mouth was full of moans of pain and joy, but today it was so annoying, talking nonsense at all.

But this is Mo Jingchun.

It's not that Gongyeqi didn't expect this.

But just because he expected it, Gongyeqi became even more annoyed.

Can't have an outrageous reaction, can't have an unusual attitude?

Gongye Qi suddenly got up, went around the table and went down the steps, and walked up to Mo Jingchun step by step, "Since the master wants the widow to convict me, can I accept any punishment?"

Mo Jingchun's body trembled imperceptibly, but his voice was calm, "Follow the law."

It is to recognize all kinds of evil that His Majesty may have.

Gong Yeqi kept his eyes on Mo Jingchun's back, and said thoughtfully: "That widow wants to touch Master's tail."

Even though Mo Jingchun resisted, he couldn't hold back his voice, "...Your Majesty, didn't you have a good time yesterday?" The voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

What Mo Jingchun wanted was indeed punishment.

Not this kind of punishment! !

It was all his fault that he fell into depravity because of losing control.If there is punishment to add to him, at least the depression in his heart can be vented, but if it is as His Majesty said, then Mo Jingchun might as well run away.

At least when His Majesty called him to stop just now, it would be nice if he didn't look back.

Mo Jingchun sighed inwardly, it was because he lacked this courage that he always put himself in such a difficult situation.

Gong Yeqi ignored it.

The punishment was proposed by Mo Jingchun.He also followed Mo Jingchun's wishes, and what happened after that, how could it be up to his wife to decide?

What's more, touching the tail is also against the law.

...

Mo House.

Mo Yuanze was sitting on the stone lion at the door, holding the book that the teacher asked to memorize in his hand.

The servant who served said distressedly: "Xiao Langjun, if Da Furen finds out, she will be punished for copying books again."

Mo Yuanze said with a smile: "Today when Aye comes back, my uncle will also come back, and they will protect me." The servant's heart slandered, Dalang might protect Xiaolangjun, but Erlang... that's not certain.

After all, Da Lang is away all year round, so he naturally has no bottom line with his son.

Mo Yuanze first waited for Mo Guangsheng to come, and then waited for a long time before Mo Jingchun came back.

Mo Jingchun seemed to be just blushing, and his hands and feet were a little weak. The high fever from yesterday seemed to subside without leaving any major symptoms.He was still holding a few patches of medicine in his hand, which was said to be given by His Majesty.

The old lady grabbed Mo Jingchun and looked at it for a long time, and then sent people to find the doctor who is often used in the house.

Said to let the doctor look again.

In order to reassure the old lady, Mo Jingchun did not refuse.

While waiting for the doctor, he sat by the side and talked with them, but Mo Guangsheng occasionally noticed that he was a little restless, and moved his position from time to time for some reason, as if he was in a panic.

When the doctor came over, he not only took Mo Jingchun's pulse, but also checked the whole family.

When he got to Mo Jingchun, he probed and probed again, but calmly said that he was weak and needed to replenish his body.

Mo Jingchun unexpectedly recalled a few extremely desperate moments, and he had already squeezed out not a single inch, but he still couldn't suppress the tumbling enthusiasm.Let him sob and long for release, almost collapsed.

Mo Jingchun: "..." Stop thinking about it!

The doctor also prescribed a medicine.

Mo Jingchun finally went back with two medicines, and after handing them to Mohen, he went straight into the room and lay on the bed without taking off his boots.

He was rarely so rude.

After lying down for a while, he reached out and grabbed the ball behind his back, and said coldly: "Since the satisfaction level has reached the peak, why hasn't this tail disappeared?"

After the... things, this tail has to be satisfied even if it is not satisfied.

But after a whole day, the hairball has no intention of disappearing.

[Satisfaction required for the disappearance of the rabbit tail: 100/100]

【Satisfied】

【Associated symptoms: milk production】

【Countdown: 10 days】

[Associated symptoms: false pregnancy]

【Countdown: 30 days】

Mo Jingchun: "..."

After a long time, he slammed the jade pillow on the bed to the ground, making a loud noise.

crazy!

His eyes were hardened, and he stood up suddenly, the original decadence was swept away.

"Are you crazy?"

"I'm a man!"

Mo Jingchun was really trembling with anger, raised his hand and pulled out the sword hanging on the wall, "It's okay to be the first one to be punished before, Zhang's mission failed, but the consequences are so endless, how can I can compare!"

The punishment of the rabbit tail is too long, and the scope of the damage is too wide, which is not directly proportional to a mere task.

【The mission of the Zhang family was issued to prevent the outbreak of the situation, but you did not stop it】

Mo Jingchun's fingers clasping the hilt of the sword froze, and his head, which was originally extremely angry, gradually calmed down, and he stood there meditating.He had already written to the Zhang family about the so-called accident and frame-up of the Zhang family, and he had also secretly informed the prince when the prince came in person, but no matter whether the Zhang family or the prince, they must have ignored it at the time.

Needless to say, the Zhang family was originally relatives of the emperor. I don’t know how many people have thorns in their eyes. Even if they are really targeted by someone, that is normal. If they can be solved simply, they will naturally be too lazy to pursue it.

After all, these years they have been more or less people with their tails between their legs.

And the prince... the prince didn't like the Zhang family at all, he wished the Zhang family would die early, and it was impossible to help the Zhang family.

And the meaning of Jingguai just now seems to have another deep meaning.

Mo Jingchun thought about it, but what can be connected in one place is the fact that His Majesty found spies from the Zhang family.Is there anyone... who has been laying down the foreshadowing in the Zhang family for a long time, not only to watch every move of the Zhang family, but also to take advantage of the big tree of the Zhang family to enjoy the shade, and to use this name to do things, but also... for the sake of the sword Refers to Gong Yeqi!

Thinking of this, Mo Jingchun was startled.

This ambush is actually so deep?

In this way, if the task at that time was not completed, it also meant that the foreshadowing was not caught. If it could be discovered in advance, it would save a lot of trouble.

But obviously there is still room for further digging in this matter, otherwise the ghosts would not have hinted at it.

what else?

His black eyes sank slightly, after all he had thought clearly about the cause and effect, Mo Jingchun took a step back and sat on the seat, inadvertently, the force was too great, the pain caused him to stand up abruptly.

The tail can no longer bear any external force.

"...In this way, it will be over in just one more month?"

【Yes】

With Jingguai's affirmation, Mo Jingchun simply put everything aside and didn't think about it any more.

Anyway, he still has two tasks in his body, and it seems that he can't complete them overnight, and if he endures for another month, this punishment can finally leave him, so... just forget it.

I can't forget it, I can only forget it, otherwise, what can he do, kill the ghost?

He would have liked to.

Mo Jingchun knew in his heart that in fact, he wasted three months in this passion, and he was just disturbing himself.

But no matter what, he must never open his mouth to others, just for this kind of help, it is not only not help, but painful torture.

And in the end, the candidate turned out to be His Majesty... As the number of times increased, Mo Jingchun also broke his can.

Forget it, it's His Majesty, it's better than someone who doesn't know.

Mo Jingchun's mentality had been forced to calm down, and he returned the long sword.

Outside the house, Mohen knocked on the door cautiously, "Lang Jun, the medicine is ready."

The loud noise just now really startled the whole yard.

Mo Jingchun has always been a good-tempered master, and he is rarely seen getting angry, especially to such an extent.

Mo Jingchun remembered what the doctor said about being physically weak, his face turned red, he pinched the base of his nose helplessly, "Bring it in."

That's it.

It's only January.

...

Mo Jingchun really thought so at first.

The next day, when he got up, he subconsciously stroked the position of his lower abdomen, rubbed his fingers twice inadvertently, and showed a faint smile.Usually he wears his clothes by himself, but when he closed his belt today, Mo Jingchun subconsciously moved the position down, as if avoiding the position in his belly.

He didn't bend over to put on the boots, but sat down, changed the boots in a slightly awkward posture, and then got up while rubbing his stomach.

These are all unconscious actions.

In the early morning, Mohen brought breakfast, with a bowl of custard on the side.

Mo Jingchun smelled the smell he usually likes, but suddenly felt nauseous, his throat retched a few times, he quickly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Take it away."

Mohen took the egg custard away in surprise, and the retching reflex slowly stopped.

Mo Jingchun couldn't help swallowing, he always felt bitter in his throat, and he seemed to have no appetite, he only took a few mouthfuls, and then he simply stopped eating.

After a few days, Mohen can count more than one weirdness.

Mo Jingchun no longer eats fish, does not touch eggs, and discards the spices that he used to use, saying that the smell is too smoky and makes him sick.And yesterday, Xiuhua heard Lang Jun retching in the house, after listing all these, Mo Hen was scared to death, thinking that Lang Jun was seriously ill, and rushed to talk to Xu Sumei, the housekeeper.

Xu Sumei laughed when she heard that, "According to what you said, if Ziqing hadn't been a man, I'm afraid I would have thought he had it."

Mo Yuanze was being held by her to write large characters on the side, and upon hearing that, he asked, "What is 'yes'?"

Xu Sumei glanced at the big characters he was writing, and found that he was serious, so she said with a smile: "It's about your Axue giving birth to a little rabbit."

Mo Yuanze's face moved slightly, and his eyes immediately flew out of the window.

But because he hadn't finished writing the big characters, he still slowly finished ten big characters before he flew out and hurriedly found Mo Jingchun in the study under the candlelight at night.

Mo Jingchun probably just took a bath, and was wearing a loose robe.His eyelashes were slightly drawn, and his slender fingers were pressing on the pages of the book, turning a page at a leisurely pace.A faint pink color appeared on his face, making his usual solemnity dissipate a bit, revealing a bit of laziness.He was originally a simple and elegant person, with a transparent temperament, and his inexplicable gentleness made Mo Yuanze couldn't help but "wow" outside the door, and tiptoed in.

"What are you doing sneakily?"

Mo Jingchun didn't even raise her head, she had already heard Mo Yuanze come in.

Mo Yuanze didn't hide at all, and rushed to his uncle's side carelessly, leaning on the armrest to read the book Mo Jingchun was reading, "Mohen is looking for Aunt."

Mo Jingchun hummed lightly, that kid has been secretive lately, probably hiding a secret in his heart.

Mo Yuanze: "He said that Erlang has always been a little weird recently. Not only has there been a change in his food, the original light taste has become spicy and sour, not to mention, he even changed the usual Yunluoxiang. It's retching from time to time, loss of appetite..." He imitated Mo Hen's words.

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, his recent behavior is so weird?

After finishing speaking, Mo Yuanze said crisply: "Then, Auntie said, 'If Ziqing is not a man, I think he has it.'" He giggled, probably taking it as something funny.

"Say it's the same as A Xue giving birth to a bunny!"

Mo Jingchun's face changed slightly.

Mo Yuanze's words seemed to pierce his recent phantom, and suddenly gathered some invisible signs into one place.But before he could distinguish clearly, Mo Yuanze, who had been standing on tiptoe, slipped his hand and fell completely into Mo Jingchun's arms.

He was a big kid, but the force with which he fell was not light.

Mo Jingchun let out a muffled groan, and endless fear suddenly surged in his heart.

He held Mo Yuanze with one hand, ignoring the books that fell on the ground at all, and subconsciously touched his lower abdomen with the other hand, as if he was afraid that the impact just now would cause accidents to the child in his belly.

...the child in the womb?

As if struck by a bolt of lightning, Mo Jingchun's body froze.

His brain, his body, and his consciousness seemed to be invisibly telling him the fact of "pregnancy" all the time, but even though Mo Jingchun knew that he would have the symptoms of false pregnancy from the spirit, he still couldn't because of the deep-rooted thoughts. Don't think deeply about it, so that you don't realize it until now.

And the moment he noticed it, all the abnormalities poured into Mo Jingchun's body.

He clearly knew that he would not be pregnant, but he also firmly believed that there was an unformed "baby" in his lower abdomen. He carried Mo Yuanze down, and said to him with a pale face: "Little Uncle is not feeling well, Yuan Ze is obedient, can you go out and be naughty?"

Mo Yuanze looked nervously at the thin sweat on Mo Jingchun's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, are you alright?" Oh, did he hit Uncle just now?

Mo Jingchun wiped the child's face with sweaty fingers, comforted him a few times, but still resolutely drove him out.

He stood in the room trembling, his fingers trembled convulsively a few times before he slowly touched his lower abdomen.

It was flat and empty.

But he felt that under the palm of his hand, a child was conceived.

Two completely different thoughts tore Mo Jingchun, he subconsciously felt that it was not safe enough.Mo Jingchun hesitated for a moment, instead of continuing to stay on the recliner, he piled up the bed to look like a nest on all sides, and he lay there curled up hugging his stomach, and finally felt a sense of ease and tranquility.

Mo Jingchun let out a long breath, thinking quickly while he was still calm, if he had known that he would not listen to his little nephew today, it would be okay if he didn't realize it, but once he realized it, he would almost burst the embankment.Even though he knew it was just a fake pregnancy, he still couldn't control his instincts. He lay down in the nest and rubbed it uncomfortable.

The rabbit's tail shook and hung down in frustration.

"None...how could you have such symptoms?"

Mo Jingchun didn't remember to ask until then.

They, they don't look at the time spent, they actually only have hands... Occasionally, there are mouths, but nothing crosses the boundary, because it's just to relieve Mo Jingchun's passion.

And His Majesty would actually do that, which already surprised Mo Jingchun.

And after leaving Changle Palace, His Majesty didn't ask him any more, this seems to have become a certain routine for them to get along with each other.

His Majesty is aggressive, but not merciless.

Mo Jingchun is also in pain because of this, if Emperor Zhengshi is really a reckless madman, he can also treat him as dead; Mo Jingchun was able to capture the sense of proportion in the weird concept.

Treacherous and forbearing.

Didi Didi, the ghost responded.

[If a rabbit is petted on its back and tail, it may also have an orgasm or even a false pregnancy]

Mo Jingchun silently studied the word "climax" for a long time. After trying to understand what it meant, he was furious and buried himself in the bed without speaking.

What shit!

It was rare for him to say foul words in his heart.

The following days were really hard for Mo Jingchun.

His lower abdomen gradually bulged, but in fact it was only a small arc. Although the spirit repeatedly told him that it was just an illusion, it couldn't hide the panic in his heart.Fortunately, after autumn, the court clothes were replaced with thicker fabrics, which could withstand the slight changes in Mo Jingchun's body.

However, his symptoms of loss of appetite, bad temper, and emotional instability could not be covered.

Originally, he was a quiet and introverted person, but recently he showed his emotions frequently. While he knew what was going on, he became more annoyed at the same time. This cycle went on and on, and even the dull Mo Guangsheng could see that something was wrong with him.

It's just that Mo Jingchun has avoided talking to anyone recently.

He knew that this was just a temporary change, as long as he got through it, it would be easy to say.

But giving birth to a woman is such a hard thing, and after he almost retched in the early morning, he decided to turn around and give his colleague in front of him new spices.It is foolish that such a bitter and sour taste can be used as a spice.Mo Jingchun was slightly annoyed in his heart, and after being annoyed, he became angry at himself for losing his temper casually.

Mo Jingchun slowly rubbed his swollen belly under the cover of the wide-sleeved robe. Even if he knew it was fake, he couldn't control this behavior, and he was resting at home