Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 191 Tortured Days
Tianji sighed softly, and took two steps forward, "You are still young, there will still be opportunities in the future..."

Mo Zicheng's eyes flickered, and a wry smile appeared on his lips, "The empress really wants to kill me. I'm afraid that even if there is an antidote this time, I will still die in the end."

"It's the empress again! Isn't it enough for the empress to commit so many crimes? No! I'll go into the palace and ask her!"

After finishing speaking, Yin Shang turned around angrily and was about to leave.

Suli hurriedly grabbed her again, shook her head slightly, signaling her not to act rashly.

What's more, it's not her turn to go to the queen to argue with her now, and to go is to sing the chime.

However, Yin Qing seemed unwilling to go.

Perhaps, the queen has to pay for what she has done.

After a while, Mo Zicheng spoke again, saying, "Saint, I want to live on, and bring my children with me."

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want the child to die.

Tianji pursed his lips slightly, held two silver needles between his fingers, and pondered for a moment, "Qianqiu is a chronic poison, as long as you find an antidote. My child, I will try my best. On the day you give birth, I will use silver needles Temporarily suppressing Qianqiu Poison to give birth to you, but the pain is unbearable, you just need to bear it."

"this is okay too?"

Yin Shang was a little taken aback.

Obviously, he didn't think there was such a way.

"Unfortunately, my silver needle can only work on Qianqiu Poison for three hours."

"Three hours is enough."

Mo Zicheng smiled slightly, feeling drowsy.

"If you want to sleep so much, go to sleep!"

As soon as Tianji's words fell, Mo Zicheng leaned against the bed rail and fell asleep.

For several days in succession, Mo Zicheng became a little lethargic, while Yinqing was looking for Qianqiu's antidote everywhere. Since that day when she stepped out of Ziyang Garden, she never went in again when Mo Zicheng was awake. However, she waited for him to fall asleep at night, and then she went in to take a look at him.

Seeing his Juechen's face becoming paler day by day, without a trace of rosiness, this appearance made Yinqing even more distressed.

Seeing that he was still sleeping with one hand covering his abdomen, the other hand was tightly clenched, and a corner was exposed in the socket of his hand, that was the scarlet jade forehead belt she gave him.

"coming?"

A slightly hoarse and deep male voice came, interrupting Yin Qing's thoughts.

Yin Qing's fingers touching his face stopped for a moment, staring at him blankly.

Mo Zicheng smiled slightly, sat up on the bed, and the quilt slipped from his waist.

Seeing this, Yin Qing hurriedly grabbed the quilt and covered him, lowering her eyes and said: "It's cold at night, don't catch the cold."

He was no longer alone.

Thinking of this, Yin Qing inexplicably felt that the corners of her eyes were sour, and she had the urge to cry.

Judging by his appearance, he must have become like this because of conception.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Mo Zicheng didn't care about her words, there was a bright light between his brows and eyes, and the faint moonlight shone on his Juechen face, which was even more fascinating than ordinary people.

The feeling from that night came out again, the feeling of palpitations but inexplicable shock.

Yin Qing finally couldn't help it, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye, afraid that Mo Zicheng would find out.Then he leaned over to Mo Zicheng, leaned against his arms, tried to calm down his trembling and choking tone, and said softly, "Isn't this here?"

"Ah."

Mo Zicheng responded softly with a smile, the eight-treasure screen was facing the faint moonlight and hit his thin lips, white as a clean lotus in a pond.

After a while, he heard him say: "I will protect myself and my children."

One sentence is enough to reflect his determination.

Yin Qing's face leaning on his thin shoulders was uneasy because of his words, her eyes were dim, and the smile on the corner of her lips was also so bleak.

He was going to have the baby after all.

He put himself in danger after all.

"If so, I still don't agree..."

Yin Qing clasped his back tightly with her fingers, her eyes were gloomy.

She knew that he would not give up just because she disagreed.

Sure enough, Mo Zicheng said without hesitation, "I want him."

The anger in Yin Qing's heart rose immediately, and what Tianji said to her this morning emerged in her mind.

(End of this chapter)