Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 213 Aborted Children
Xuan Yue took out the money she had on her waist and handed it to the proprietress. After seeing the proprietress away, she turned her head to Mo Zicheng who was standing in front of the door.

I saw his eyes staring at the slightly curved but extremely tall tree in front of the door, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Xuanyue...find me a doctor."

Xuan Yue's footsteps paused and stopped behind him.

Seeing his figure wrapped in a snow-white cloak seemed to tremble.

Xuan Yue responded, turned around and walked out the door.

Xuan Yue thought that Mo Zicheng had hired a doctor for miscarriage, but unexpectedly, he had hired a doctor for abortion.

After the doctor walked out of the room and sighed, Xuan Yue sent the doctor to the gate, and saw the doctor secretly put a folded prescription in his hand, and clasped his hands together, "Old women don't do wicked things. It was your husband who just asked the old woman to prescribe the medicine for him. The old woman couldn't bear to see him look so beautiful. The child has been five months old, and it is not so easy to lose it. gone."

"Fu Lang wants to take away the child?"

Xuan Yue was a little dazed, and the anxiety that had never appeared on his face appeared at this moment.

"Well, let your master know as soon as possible! Let her persuade the husband, and the old woman will come back tomorrow to deliver the second medicine."

After finishing speaking, the old woman walked out the door with a sigh.

The weather was getting colder and colder, with gusts of cold wind blowing, Xuanyue shook off the crumpled yellow letter in her hand, only to see that it was written in ink, all of which were abortion drugs. "

Suddenly, the doctor's words "the old woman will come back tomorrow to deliver the second dose of medicine" came out of her mind, Xuan Yue was shocked, turned around and rushed into the room.

This is an extremely simple courtyard. Although it is very simple, it is extremely quiet and incomparably in line with Mo Zicheng's character.

What Xuan Yue went was not inside the house, but the kitchen.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the kitchen, he saw a strong smell of medicine.

Xuan Yue froze for a few seconds, then walked into the room slowly.

He saw Mo Zicheng standing next to the stove, and there was a small medicine jar on the stove.

"Wangjun..."

Hearing this, Mo Zicheng's face with his back to Xuanyue was peaceful and indifferent, but there was a slight smile on his lips, holding a feather fan in one hand and slowly fanning the fire, while the other hand was gently stroking his protruding abdomen .

Five months, but Mo Zicheng's belly is still very small, not at all different from the five-month-old pregnancy when the other husband was pregnant.

"My lord...this..."

Xuan Yue walked forward slowly, her eyes fixed on the medicine jar, as if a gnat was stuck in her throat.

Mo Zicheng fanned lightly, without turning his head to look at him, "What did the doctor say?"

He could hear seven or eight points from his tone.

Xuan Yue pondered for a moment, then nodded, and replied: "Well, the doctor said, Wang Jun wants to take the child..."

"Drain..."

Mo Zicheng followed his words and said the two words that Xuanyue didn't want to say, and then chuckled again.

His tone was extremely indifferent, as if he was doing something very ordinary, and his expression was also cold, without the reluctance, pain, sorrow that should appear...not even a little sadness .

"He shouldn't have appeared." Pale as water.

Xuan Yue couldn't help but frowned slightly, "My lord can't think that way, he is your child and the lord's."

"yes……"

Mo Zicheng raised his head and sighed, as if Xuan Yue had made sense of it, strong bitterness flashed in his bubbling phoenix eyes.

He didn't want to...

However, this child was originally a mistake.

Who would have thought that he and Yinqing are brother and sister.

Who would have thought that he would have a child with his sister...

The bitterness spread to the corner of Mo Zicheng's mouth, and gradually spread.

"Wangjun..."

"I see."

Mo Zicheng interrupted Xuanyue's words, his eyes drooped, but the movements in his hands remained unabated.

Although he said he knew it, he still kept waving the feather fan in his hand without stopping.

Xuan Yue was a little worried, but watched helplessly as Mo Zicheng boiled the pot of medicine out little by little.

Could it be that he is really going to drink that medicine?
This can't be done...

If the prince finds out, he will be angry!

Mo Zicheng took the medicine jar off the fire, bit by bit the steaming medicine juice into the porcelain bowl with his lips pressed together.

"My lord, you can't drink it. Now that the child has taken shape, I can't shed it."

Not only will it not flow, but it will also affect his body.

Mo Zicheng still did not send a glance, his eyes stared at the porcelain bowl for a moment.

After all, he picked it up and brought the porcelain bowl to his lips.

Smelling the strong smell of medicine, I suddenly didn't want to drink it.

Xuan Yue's eyes flickered between Mo Zicheng and the bowl of medicinal juice in his hand.

Just when Xuan Yue was sullen, and was about to step forward to use force to stun Mo Zicheng and pour out the steaming concoction in his hand, she saw that everything in front of her was reversed.

Mo Zicheng poured the concoction into the bucket below with his backhand, then put the bowl on the stove, took steps with a blank expression, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Still can't do it and just take him out.

Maybe it's because I can't bear it!
As Mo Zicheng walked, he stretched out his hand to cover his swollen belly.

(End of this chapter)