Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 227
Maybe it was because of his insomnia that he thought about things that he shouldn't have thought about.

However, why is it that the pain is as if it is no longer his, and it is extremely numb.

The warm and jade-like face in my mind has been lingering in my mind, and her smile like a spring breeze, everything seems to be imprinted in my brain, imprinted in my heart, deep into the bone marrow, hard work Ming Xin.

Mo Zicheng hastily stretched out the hand hidden in his wide sleeves to the teapot placed in the center of the round table, and poured himself a cup of tea, his hands were icy cold.

The tea also cooled down, no longer steaming warmly like before.

Just like him now...

I was originally in love with someone, but found that I couldn't love...

The gurgling and clear phoenix eyes are full of pain.

It never occurred to him that while avoiding Xiao Yanchu, who was his cousin, he couldn't avoid Yin Qing, who was his half-brother.

She was actually his younger sister, and they got married absurdly, and had a child belonging to both of them!

Mo Zicheng touched his swollen abdomen, it was her flesh and blood that was conceived there!
Everything seems to have deviated from the original track, rolling towards a whirlpool little by little.

If the people of Dongcan knew that she violated ethics and married her brother, would she still be able to sit in that position?

Thinking of this, Mo Zicheng felt that his heart was filled with layers of fog, and he couldn't get out for a while.

But he knew that he couldn't be a stumbling block on her way forward.

A drop of crystal clear tears flowed down slowly from his eyes, stirring up small splashes in the tea, and the noise disrupted the silence in the room.

Seeing his appearance, Xuan Yue finally couldn't bear it, and stood behind him with the lamp in her hand, and whispered: "My lord, Ye Liang, it's time to go to sleep."

It's so late, but he doesn't seem to feel cold, just sitting here, what if he gets a cold?
Then he wants to explain to the master like this?

Because Mo Zicheng didn't like burning charcoal fire at night, so he first used charcoal fire to warm the house, and then took out the charcoal fire.

But even so, it still cannot keep warm at all times.

Because at night, as long as you open the window slightly, the cold wind will come in and suck all the heat away.

However, Mo Zicheng always opened the paper window before going to bed every night, and he was troubled for a long time because of this.

As soon as she was thinking about it, she immediately felt a gust of cold wind blowing by. Xuan Yue turned her head and looked, and sure enough, the hollowed-out paper window was open. Worry could not help appearing on her face. With the help of the faint light, she hurried over and closed the window. Only then did he walk behind Mo Zicheng.

The candlelight imprinted Mo Zicheng's handsome face, and Xuanyue could see the expression of pain on Mo Zicheng's fair and transparent face, and the traces of tears were clearly visible on his face.

Xuan Yue stepped forward and placed the lamp on the round table. The faint candlelight illuminated the surroundings of Mo Zicheng, and by the way, it also made some warmth in his heart.

"Can't sleep."

This was the first sentence Mo Zicheng said in the past two days.

Although his tone was a bit hoarse, not as clear and pleasant as before, but he finally listened to him.

Xuan Yue's heart that had been hanging all this time was relieved, she picked up the wick, but her eyes were looking at Mo Zicheng.

I saw him taking a sip with that cup of cold tea.

How can the cold tea that has been hit by the cold wind for so long in the night be still warm?
Xuan Yue hastily put down the candle hook and snatched the tea from his hand, "My lord, it's better not to drink cold tea in such a cold day."

He is not alone now, and there is a small child in his belly.

If he catches a cold, then he will be punished with death.

Although Xuan Yue's tone was a little cold, Mo Zicheng still felt a little warmth in his heart when he heard it.

In this world, apart from Niangqin and Yinqing, there are two other people who really care about him.

That is Fengyue and the current Xuanyue, maybe Xiao Yanchu can be counted as one of them!

Yin chime...

Suddenly, I felt that the warm current just now seemed to be frozen instantly, and there were inexplicable pains in my heart.In any case, it is uncomfortable, as if blocked.

"My lord, let's rest as soon as possible!" After sitting for so long at night, my body must be very cold.

Mo Zicheng nodded slightly.

Xuan Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support him, the guess in her heart was indeed correct, it was really cold, it seemed that he sat for a long time in the night again.

No, I have to find a doctor tomorrow to have a look.

Don't have an accident!

Xuanyue walked in while stroking Mo Zicheng, and said: "Wang Jun can't make such troubles in the future. The doctor said that pregnant women should keep themselves physically and mentally happy at all times."

As for his current situation, miscarriage could occur at any time.

It seems that tomorrow I have to find some Anshenxiang to put in the house.

The weather is cool and gloomy, making people breathless.

Mo Zicheng responded softly.

He understands, he knows his current situation.

Today, this child is his only persistence.

He can't let anything happen to him!
Xuanyue pulled the quilt to wrap around his cold body, then stroked the folds of the quilt, and said, "Xuanyue, go and bring a pot of charcoal fire to warm up the room."

(End of this chapter)