The room suddenly became quiet, Si Ying's eyes wandered, Zhong Qingye was unconscious on the bed, and Qi Mo was pale, his lips were moving, and he wanted to say something but nothing came out.【】
Such a decision, let alone Qi Mo's, even they, the bystanders, thought it was too much. If Feng Jin's anger and excitement were not too obvious, they would all have to wonder if this was Feng Jin's intention.
Bringing it up made Qi Mo uncomfortable.
If you choose a child, Zhong Qingye will die, and it will be difficult for the child to grow up healthily. If you choose an adult, the child will die, and Zhong Qingye will most likely lose the opportunity to be a mother.
As for Qi Mo, there are three types of unfilial piety, and the greatest is the descendant! Not to mention that he is just a prince now, and his tendency to raise armies has matured day by day. If Qi Mo wins, becomes the king, and has no descendants to inherit the great cause, then Qi Mo's six
What’s the point of all the painstaking arrangements day and night for years?
Some people will say, what does it matter? After Qi Mo was crowned king, he could choose a wide range of women to fill the harem, and the rain and dew would be balanced, and sooner or later he would have full heirs.
But if that's the case, how can Zhong Qingye tolerate it with his personality? I'm afraid she won't be surrounded by flowers, but she will divorce her husband.
Asking Qi Mo to give up Zhong Qingye is more difficult than asking him to give up the long-planned cause!
How to choose? Isn’t there a foolproof strategy?!
Si Ying's eyes were filled with sadness and anger. He didn't know whether he felt sorry for Qi Mo or complained about Feng Jin's choice.
In silence, Ziying and White Eagle looked at each other, their eyes flashed with a strange cold light. When they looked at each other, they suddenly reached a consensus in their hearts.
This child must be aborted!
Without children, Qi Mo can still find ways to make up for it when he ascends the throne in the future, because no one can predict what will happen next. There is no guarantee that Qi Mo's feelings for Zhong Qingye will not fade over time, but now, if Zhong Qingye dies, Qi Mo will
Mo Bing will go crazy!
The layout of the north and south has been almost perfected, and the timing has slowly reached a point where everything is ready and only the east wind is needed. No matter what, at this juncture, Qi Mo cannot make any mistakes. The future things... can only be thought of later.
The same idea also appeared in the minds of Black Eagle and Red Eagle. The five eagles grew up together. They have different ideas but they are always in the same mind. In comparison, Black Eagle, Red Eagle and Yellow Eagle are more emotional, while Purple Eagle and White Eagle
It is more sensible, but when it comes to such important matters, sensibility will always lose to reason.
Zhong Qingye cannot die and Qi Mo cannot collapse. The only way is to abort the child!
"Your Majesty..." Ziying and Baiying spoke almost at the same time. Although the words were not spoken, they were enough for the people in the room to understand their thoughts.
Feng Jin's voice remained calm, her eyes were black and misty and kind, and she was painting Qi Mo motionlessly. Her fingers consciously curled up, loosened, and curled up again. Only such tiny movements could reveal the slightest bit of tension in her heart.
He knew that with the rationality of the people in front of him, they would inevitably give up their children, because no one understood the meaning of Zhong Qingye to Qi Mo better than him.
There is a saying that the person who knows you best is always your enemy.
This sentence is equally appropriate whether it is Qi Mo and Qi Mu or Qi Mo and Feng Jin.
He turned his head slightly and looked down at the woman who was still sleeping on the bed, the guilt and sigh in his eyes flashing away.
It's not that he can't tolerate the child. If he wants to blame it, he can only blame the child's father who is not him...
He said that the person who wanted to give up A Qing's child would definitely not be him, Feng Jin!
But no excuse can fill up his guilt for Zhong Qingye, but Feng Jin is an extremely rational person after all. Such guilt can only be like a vampire who cannot see the light, hiding in a corner where the sun cannot shine. What should he do?
To do it, how else should he do it?
Ah Qing, I swear to you, for everything you lose today, I will compensate you twice as much in the future! I will do my best to repay you happiness, children, and the qualifications to be a mother...
You will definitely remember what you once said, and you will definitely...love me as you did before.
The slender fingers had the light of white jade, and they curled up powerfully under the subtle candlelight, and slowly clenched into a fist, hard and stiff, as if to express the firmness of Feng Jin's heart.
Definitely!
After a long time, or maybe not too long, Qi Mo finally spoke, "You guys go out first."
His tone was very calm, just like his current expression, as calm as a pool of stagnant water. No matter how big a stone was thrown, it would not stir up any waves.
"Your Majesty, this child doesn't..." Ziying was afraid that he would make some unfavorable choice that would endanger his own rights, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to explain the stakes, but was interrupted mercilessly by Qi Mo. "Get out!"
Two words, a calm tone and a pronunciation that does not allow for resistance, the mixed effect is even more disturbing.
Feng Jin closed his eyes slightly, "You can stay here until night."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
It’s only one day, Qi Mo, say goodbye to your only child...
She has been with you for so long, it’s time to come back...
Si Yingnai and Qi Mo knew from their expressions that it would be useless to say anything else. They sighed loudly and the four of them retreated from the room.
As soon as the door to the room closed, Hong Ying impatiently grabbed Feng Jin's clothes, gritted his teeth and roared: "Don't you have any other option? Is there no hope at all?"
Feng Jin was held in his hand. He was not impatient, neither angry nor happy, and asked calmly: "Do you think my medical skills are beyond my ability?"
Hong Ying's expression froze, and his fingers relaxed uncontrollably.
Feng Jin broke free from his hand, took a step back, slowly straightened out her wrinkled clothes, and mocked with a half-smile: "Now that you know you regret it, what did you do? If you don't have the ability, don't pretend to be in front of me.
Looks like a sad person!"
With that said, he turned around and left, his snow-white clothes fluttering like a fluttering butterfly in the sunshine.
"Master Feng!" Zhong Haoyu rushed over from the other side and stopped in front of him. He didn't know anything. His expression was eager and full of expectation, and he asked impatiently: "How is my sister?
Already?"
Feng Jin gave him a faint look, passed him and walked straight out.
"It's okay."
Hong Ying's expression was tragic. If he took action, Zhong Qingye would certainly be safe, but Zhong Qingye and the prince's child...