"That child..." Qi Mo pursed his lips quietly, his voice hoarse and low as never before. "...It was indeed me... who ordered him to be eliminated..."
He turned his head sideways, as if he didn't want to make eye contact with Zhong Qingye, and a strange bump appeared on the side of his face. It was the bulge of the masseter muscle caused by clenching his teeth, and it was sharp and stiff.
Feng Jin's unobtrusive eyes glanced down at his facial expression, his eyes were slightly lowered, and a ray of edge was faintly visible.
Yan Zi was completely stunned. These girls actually didn't know how Zhong Qingye's child was aborted. The only real insiders were Qi Mo, Wu Ying, Xu Ziqian, Zhong Haoyu and Feng Jin. If Feng Jin didn't intentionally make it clear
, Zhong Qingye may never know this secret.
“…”
Zhong Qingye's originally straight back shrank little by little, and he sat softly on the bed, his lips slightly opened, his eyes rounded, as if he couldn't believe it, and he seemed dumbfounded, his throat was moving up and down, but
No sound can be made.
It was bone-chilling, like a basin of cold water being poured over my head in the dead of winter. All the skin on my body was wet and ice-cold, and even my heart was freezing bit by bit.
The coolness penetrated into my bones, but I didn’t feel cold anymore. The shock and panic were so mixed that I felt calm.
Feng Jin stood quietly on the side, breathing and heartbeat as if the silence was about to disappear. If he didn't pay attention, he would ignore the existence of such a person beside him. His eyes were as dark as a deep pool, looking at Zhong Qingye motionlessly.
Qi Mo still didn't turn his head. From Zhong Qingye's point of view, he could just see his tightly clenched left hand. The joints were blue and white. The words he spoke in a voice became words in Zhong Qingye's eyes.
of silence.
In the past, Qi Mo often looked at her eyes and said that they were beautiful. Zhong Qingye had a pair of smart eyes, like autumn water, and she was startled at a glance. The black that was like sediment made people unable to help but look at it.
There is a suffocating feeling in my heart that I am addicted to.
At this moment, her eyes were still dark, deeper than before, but they were like a piece of black flat amber struck by gravity. The cracks were like spiders extending in all directions, spreading rapidly in all directions. In the sound, scars were everywhere, and there was no movement.
Fragmented.
Qi Mo finally turned his head and stared into her broken eyes. He couldn't help but stepped forward and held her hands. His voice was firm and slightly hoarse, just like his usual affectionate expressions. "Qingye...
Don’t be like this, without this one, we will have another one...I promise you, we will definitely have many..."
"Even if there is another one..." Zhong Qingye interrupted him quietly, the desolation in his eyes and face was almost impossible to look at. She raised her head and looked into Qi Mo's eyes, "It will never... be like this.
One more..."
Qi Mo was stunned, his voice was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything anymore.
Don't say it's not this one, there may never be another child between them.
Qi Mo's pain was only a little more than Zhong Qingye's.
This kind of pain was as sharp as a knife stabbing his heart, but... it was enough for him to bear it alone.
His Qingye didn't deserve this kind of pain.
His hand suddenly loosened, and Qi Mo lowered his head subconsciously, watching Zhong Qingye pull his hand out of his palm bit by bit, slowly but irresistibly.
Warm tears suddenly fell on the back of his hand, so hot that even his heart began to tremble.
Qi Mo raised his head in confusion. Zhong Qingye's eyes were filled with tears. He was trembling with fear and asked softly: "Why?"
Why? He obviously looks forward to the arrival of the child... He obviously loves that child so much...
How could he be willing to get rid of their child?
The hem of Feng Jin's clothes moved slightly, as if she wanted to step forward, but held back. Her eyelashes, which were longer and curled than the woman's, were as light as butterfly wings, and as they trembled, there were hints of grief.
At this time, she still has high hopes for Qi Mo. She will never be so uncertain again. Why is she the same as before?
Sure enough... people's hearts are not subject to speculation, and feelings are not subject to the changes of time, and are forgotten in a flash...
Ah Qing, if you recall the past and stop by my side, will your current affection for Qi Mo be justified?
"Because..." Qi Mo pursed his lips, his eyes wandered for a while, and then gradually stopped. "Because, I can't add any more ties now..."
Zhong Qingye stared at him blankly, as if looking at a stranger she didn't know. Although Qi Mo's words were vague, she could understand them clearly.
The reason why he can't add any more ties is because he is determined to rebel and will immediately launch an army when the time comes. As the leader of the rebel army, Qi Mo has a heavy responsibility. Fortunately, Zhong Qingye is not a boudoir and he still has the ability to protect himself.
There is no need for him to worry about everything.
Presumably, the opportunity that Qi Mo has been waiting for for a long time is approaching maturity. At this time, there really shouldn't be any more complications. There is a young child, and the opponent is a person like Qi Mu who can exploit every opportunity. Instead of working hard for this child when the time comes,
Lung has taken great pains to protect her, so it is better not to have this child now, and then make decisions later when the overall situation has been decided.
The corners of Zhong Qingye's mouth were slightly raised, forming a cold smile, which was very charming and charming. However, the look on his face was too desolate, which made the smile very abrupt and weird, as if one lip had escaped the control of his face.
generally.
Qi Mo was heartbroken and reached out to grab her hand, but Zhong Qingye avoided her. Qi Mo's eyes were filled with grief. "Qingye... don't do this..."
Zhong Qingye smiled lightly, but tears kept falling from his eyes, wetting his clothes and leaving a trail of water.
"Prince Rui is indeed far-sighted, and his thoughts are beyond the reach of ordinary people. The child is less than three months old, but you have already thought so far ahead. Think of me, Zhong Qingye, who is a female generation, thinking that I am not inferior to men, haha
...After all, she is still a woman's benevolent, not ruthless enough..."
She almost clenched her teeth and squeezed out the last four words one by one, with a calm tone and the look of smiling and crying. In an instant, all the happiness and heart palpitations of Zeng Ri were washed away, and what was left was just a sigh.
.
Qi Mo was startled and was about to say something, but unexpectedly Feng Jin said from the side: "Prince Rui, A Qing must be tired after talking for so long. It's better to let her rest first. A miscarriage is very harmful to the body's vitality.
"
He deliberately emphasized the tone of the miscarriage, reminding Qi Mo that he was also reminding Zhong Qingye. Zhong Qingye looked tired and lay back on the bed without saying anything. He gathered the quilt and turned inward, closing his eyes.
, a line of tears rolled down.
Qi Menai only said that he was taunting her because she couldn't accept it for a moment. After waiting for her for a while, he slowly told her to have a good rest, glanced at Feng Jin, then glanced at Yan Zi, and walked out of the room with a puff of sleeves.