Concubine training the night king

Chapter 118 If He Refuses, Then Leave Him 4
"Don't go!" Mochizuki Wuyin hugged her tightly, leaned on her shoulder and whispered, hugging her tightly with both hands.

When Cuizhu saw it just now, she was so frightened that she couldn't speak until now.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if Fang Xiaoxiao went in and saw that scene.

What's more, she is still pregnant, and he will not take the risk of letting her in.

Fang Xiaoxiao's body fell limply into his arms, and she suddenly remembered why Mrs. Fang suddenly asked herself to agree to those things.

Could this be the last words on his deathbed?
Two streams of unknown liquid flowed from the eyes.

This was the first tear she shed for the first person who gave her warmth in this time and space.

No wonder, when she spoke before, she always seemed to see through.

No wonder……

She didn't even notice, and she obediently left after listening to her words.

"If... if I hadn't left, wouldn't things be like this?" Fang Xiaoxiao asked herself with empty eyes.

"It's none of your business..." His arms became tighter, and he held her tightly against his chest.

He could even hear the sound of the wound bursting on his right arm, but he didn't have any intention of letting go.

Fang Xiaoxiao's tears dripped down on the back of his hand, warm, hot...

"Even if you didn't leave, as long as she wants to die, no one can stop her." He said words of comfort to her carefully.

He didn't want to see her blame herself like this.

My stomach hurts suddenly.

Fang Xiaoxiao shrank her body suddenly, and quickly caressed her lower abdomen with one hand.

"What's wrong?" He asked warily.

"Stomach... hurts..." Fang Xiaoxiao only felt that the pain in her lower abdomen became more and more obvious, and she was sweating from the pain.

Mochizuki frowned silently, picked her up without any thought, and said loudly to Tang Ye: "Hurry up, go back home!"

……

Night Palace.

In the Qingfeng Pavilion, everything was eerily still.

Mochizuki Wuyin's handsome face was stiff, and he stared fixedly at Liu Ziye who was taking Fang Xiaoxiao's pulse.

Nianmao and Huamao stood aside, looking nervously at the person on the bed.

In the room, there was only the sound of breathing.

Liu Ziye took a deep breath, turned around and saw Mochizuki Wuyin's terrifying gaze.

"You...don't look at me like that, I'm nervous."

"Stop talking nonsense! Come on, what's wrong with her?" The first thing he asked was not if the child was okay, but what was wrong with her...

"She's fine, and the child is fine. It's just a stomach twitch caused by emotional tension. Don't worry about it." Liu Ziye sighed and continued: "I'll just say, there's no way the child has any problems. , I didn’t give her those birth control pills for nothing.”

What a joke, it was the anti-fetal medicine prescribed by Liu Ziye, how could something happen to the child.

Hearing this, the look on Mochizuki Wuyin's face finally relaxed a bit, and the two nuns also heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the princess is fine, otherwise they would definitely be punished to death by the queen mother.

"Let her rest a lot... don't be stimulated anymore, that's all." Liu Ziye instructed the two nuns carefully, and carried her medicine box on her back.

"Where are you going?" Mochizuki Wuyin stretched out his hand to block his way.

(End of this chapter)