The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue's face turned pale, and the pain from her abdomen became more and more painful. She had no way to break free from Yun Qingcheng's embrace. The next moment, Yun Qingcheng suddenly grabbed her hand and gave her pulse. Then, his His face changed drastically, "Don't move, I'll heal your wounds."

With that said, Yun Qingcheng began to send true energy to Mo Zhuyue.

Mo Zhuyue wanted to break away viciously, she didn't care for his true energy at all, even if she died here, she didn't need his fake kindness.

Yun Qingcheng gritted her teeth as she looked at the restless: "If you want the child in your womb to leave your womb, just move! Just reject my kindness, and I don't care!"

Mo Zhuyue's body froze, and the next moment, she stopped moving.However, she was frightened by Yun Qingcheng's words.

The child in the womb...

So, she's pregnant?

Mo Zhuyue's face couldn't tell whether it was ugly or good-looking, but now she became much more well-behaved, because she didn't want anything to happen to the child in her belly, which was her and Long Canghao's child.

She already had this feeling faintly, but she didn't expect it to be true.

This kid came at such an inopportune time.

Mo Zhuyue took a deep breath and calmed down her emotions for a long time. Finally, Yun Qingcheng's true energy was successfully conveyed into her body, and she, also being conveyed with true energy, slowly passed out.

Her body and mind were severely injured, she was rushing on the road, and she was using her true energy. At the moment when she killed the clouds and Qingcheng, she didn't have any leeway at all, and she was also just pregnant, and her body was very weak...

Cang, we have a baby...

The white world is full of fantasy, she can't see the end of the front at all, and there are white patches everywhere that want to swallow her...

Mo Zhuyue, who was in a coma, lifted her eyelids, and slowly opened her clear eyes. There was a soft breath under her body, and the room was very warm. Mo Zhuyue opened her eyelids, and she was already lying comfortably on a bed. in a comfortable inn.

"woke up."

Yun Qingcheng looked at Mo Zhuyue, and saw that she had woken up safely, with a peaceful look on her handsome face, and her amber eyes were shining brightly.

"Where am I now?"

"Zhongdu, don't you want to come here to return the Xue Lingzhu? I have already brought you here."

Mo Zhuyue frowned: "I've been in a coma for many days?"

Yun Qingcheng smiled while sipping tea: "No, exactly three days."

"Three days..." Mo Zhuyue muttered to herself, jumped up from the bed, walked to Yun Qingcheng's side, and said coldly, "I won't thank you."

Yun Qingcheng stopped holding the wine glass, looked up at her with a smile: "I never thought that you would thank me, if you did, you would not be you."

Mo Zhuyue was silent for a while, then turned around: "Farewell."

With that said, she was about to leave.

Yun Qingcheng stood up, gently patted the dust off her body, and followed behind Mo Zhuyue in a chic and unrestrained manner without saying a word.

Mo Zhuyue paused, turned her head, and stared at him: "I warn you, don't follow me, otherwise, I won't be polite."

Yun Qingcheng smiled softly and said: "You have never been polite to me. You go your way and I go mine. Believe me, your current body needs someone to protect you. Within three months, you No luck, the fetus in your womb is different from other fetuses, it is very sensitive."