Chapter 1180

Because Mu Ge was going to the imperial capital early the next morning, or subconsciously sensed that this trip was different from any previous trip, both of them couldn't sleep that night.

Lying on the bed, Mu Geenge was hugged by Huo Yichen from behind. She didn't talk much, and she would say something when she thought of it, casually, but there was also the reluctance and anxiety of the imminent parting.

The uneasiness came very suddenly, like a seed that had been buried in his heart. Because of the sudden rain and dew, it quickly took root and sprouted, which caught him off guard.

Anxiety made him keep tightening his arms, as if he wanted to embed the person in his arms into his own bones.

He is not the only one who is uneasy.

In Mu Ge's heart, she was engaged in a challenge, fighting hard.

Confused about the way ahead, and not knowing whether she will live or die, she is particularly nostalgic for this hug that may become the last time for each other.

The soreness and discomfort from the bottom of my heart gushed out like a tide.

Sudden--

Mu Zhenge turned around and buried herself directly in his arms, her cheek pressed against his chest, and his powerful heartbeat could be heard next to her ears, making her nostalgic even more.

Seeing his wife's little behavior of relying on him, Huo Yichen was full of joy but also helpless.

"When I'm not around, you must take good care of your son." A muffled voice came from his chest, and Huo Yichen could even feel that there was only a thin pajamas between her lips and his chest. The warm temperature passed over just like that, making his heart numb.

"You don't have to worry about doing your work. I'm here at home. Even if there are Uncle Wen Yuesao and others at home, the young master will be well taken care of."

"No!" Hearing that she was going to hand over the child to other people, Mu Geange objected sharply, then realized that she was too excited, suppressed the panic in her heart, and said calmly, "I don't trust others."

"My son's habit, only you and I know best. The child is still young, and his babble is like an alien language. Even the confinement wife who has taken care of him since he was born doesn't understand it very well. If there is something, it must not be understood immediately. During my absence, you are more fortunate, and you must take care of the young master yourself."

Huo Yichen, who had frowned slightly because of his wife's overly violent words, relaxed his mood because of his wife's subsequent explanation.

It was only when she was parting from her child for the first time, she felt a lot of reluctance and worry.After all, being a mother for the first time and being separated for the first time, it is understandable that I feel a lot of worry.

"Okay, I'll take care of it." Huo Yichen sighed softly in his heart, but agreed without hesitation.

The young master is her son and even more his child, so how could he not feel sorry for him.

If you take care of yourself, you will take care of yourself, but you are just running with you.

A few days ago, I also read a piece of news, saying that a man took a child to deliver food. The child was fixed on his chest. It seemed to be only a few months old. Because the mother of the child was injured and could not take care of the baby, and there was no one at home. An adult who can help take care of him has no choice but to make such a bad move.

Big deal, in the next few days he will follow the script, at least he doesn't have to tie the young master in front of him.

"You must take care of him personally, and you must never let him out of your sight." Mu Geunge reiterated again worriedly.

Huo Yichen only thought that she was overly nervous, so he said yes.

After confirming that he would take care of it personally and would not let the child out of his sight, Huo Yichen fell silent.

From the beginning to the end, she buried herself in his arms, preventing Huo Yichen from seeing the sadness and reluctance on her face.

She didn't want to let go of his hand, but she couldn't leave her mother alone either.

No one knew the torment in her heart at this moment, such despair but wanting to hold on to hope.

"Huo Yichen, the young master is our child. When I'm not around, you must love him well, and take my share with you."

In the previous words, Huo Yichen actually felt that what his wife said was a bit redundant.

This is his and her baby, he can't wait to give his mother and son his heart, so why not take good care of it.

But the separation was imminent, and his wife felt uneasy, so he didn't refute, just agreed.

But that last sentence made him subconsciously frown.

What is even her share.

"No matter how much father's love you give, it can't replace mother's love. If you feel that you owe it, then come back early."

She wanted to too, but she didn't know.

"I am when I am not here." She emphasized that because of the uncertainty about tomorrow, people become anxious.

"Okay, okay..." Three good words in a row, with an unusually gentle voice.It is rare for my wife to feel this uneasy, so there is nothing I can do except respond to her.

"Also, even if you are busy with work, you can't ignore your son, and you can't ignore your own body." It was the first time he babbled like that, as if he wanted to explain everything clearly.

I have never seen her like this before in the imperial capital.Huo Yichen only thought that she was traveling alone and worried about their father and son.

"You are fine. You must pay more attention to rest. If you have anything to do, you can leave it to Assistant Hao. If it's not good, don't you still have the second uncle and brother Anchi? And the emperor's high-level officials. The emperor spends so much money to invite them every year. It’s not just to share the boss’s worries. Don’t do everything yourself. Remember, no amount of money can buy health. Health is the most important thing!”

"Also, if you can, don't..." Mu Zhenge kept talking, as if he wanted to finish talking to him in this life tonight.

Up to now, Huo Yichen has never seen his wife like this.

If someone else is like this, they must think it's too noisy, so they will be thrown out.

But it's another matter if this person is a wife.

Because it has never appeared, it is extremely rare, because the rarity will only make him feel more cherished.

Without interruption, Huo Yichen fell asleep to the sound of his wife's "chanting" that night.

That night, Huo Yichen slept peacefully, but Mu Genge didn't sleep all night.

In the dark night, she looked at the blurry silhouette in front of her, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her mind.

Mu Ge got up early, and she went to the son's room after four o'clock in the morning, and stayed with her until dawn.

In the morning, when Huo Yichen woke up, Mu Geunge was no longer around him. Without any hesitation or thought, he lifted the quilt out of bed, grabbed his nightgown and put it on, and saw the suitcase at the end of the bed.

It was a small suitcase that couldn't hold many things. He stared at it for a long time with his hips on his hips, and he wanted to throw it out because of his glaring instinct.

Staring at it was like staring at one's own enemy, but in the end he just let out a deep sigh, turned and went into the bathroom.

When Huo Yichen came down, Mu Jingyang and others had just entered the restaurant, and seeing him coming down with a suitcase, the three of them looked at each other with the same look in their eyes.

Yesterday, the three of them did not continue the topic of Jin Ge's going to the imperial capital after visiting the Banshan villa, so they don't know how the husband and wife talked.

But looking at the exquisite and compact suitcase Huo Yichen was carrying, the three of them instantly understood.

(End of this chapter)

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