Inside the room, Zhong Qingye sat huddled in the corner of the bed, his vigilance unabated, while Qi Mo stood beside the bed, looking helpless. "Qingye, how long can you keep guarding against me?"
Zhong Qingye's eyes widened. "You want to hurt my child!"
"When am I going to..." When Zhong Qingye's eyes bulged, the second half of Qi Mo's sentence was automatically silenced, and he raised his hands in a desperate gesture of surrender. "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, I apologize.
Okay? Stop curling up and be careful of the baby in your belly!"
Zhong Qingye glared fiercely and spat: "Crow's mouth! My child is not that weak!"
Having said that, she stretched her body like an electric shock, her almost transparent white hands carefully caressing her abdomen through the quilt, and looked at him with an unhappy look on her face. "How long are you going to stand here, get out of here."
Get out! I don’t want to think about you!”
Qi Mo put on a sly smile, bent down slightly, put his hands on his knees, and said flatteringly: "If you don't think of me, the child in your belly will also think of his father. You can't let the child go, right?"
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Not saying it was okay, but Zhong Qingye became even more unhappy when he mentioned it. He even childishly took a pillow and put it in front of his stomach, and said angrily: "This child belongs to me alone. He doesn't have a father like you. Why?
I still want to hurt him! I don’t think of you, and the child doesn’t think of you either!”
Qi Mo straightened up, crossed his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head and looked at Zhong Qingye thoughtfully, his eyes were so interesting that Zhong Qingye's whole body went crazy, and he couldn't help shouting: "Shut it up!"
Eyes, what!?”
Qi Mo chuckled, winked and smiled calmly. "Qingye, I didn't realize it before. It turns out that you are being duplicitous... so cute... hahaha."
After he finished speaking, there was a lot of laughter. Zhong Qingye, who was laughing, had his cheeks bulging and his eyes staring like a cat. He grabbed the pillow in front of his stomach and threw it at him. While doing so, he cursed: "You
You're so cute! You're so eloquent! I don't think of you, I don't think of you! Get out of here!"
Qi Mo was startled and hurriedly reached out to catch the pillow she threw at him. He almost didn't get hit in the face. He almost forgot that his wife was a master of throwing knives. If she had just thrown a dagger...
Qi Mo stuck out his tongue secretly and was about to speak when Yanzi came in with a bowl of brown ink soup. His red eyes forced out a smile, and he walked up to Zhong Qingye and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink An."
It’s time for fetal medicine.”
Zhong Qingye's expression changed suddenly, he shrank back suddenly and shook his head. "I don't want it!"
Yan Zi kindly advised: "Mother, don't be afraid. This is an anti-fetal medicine, not a miscarriage medicine. It is used to protect your baby. Every woman needs to drink it when she is pregnant. How can you not drink it?"
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No matter what she said, Zhong Qingye just shook his head and refused to take the drink. Qi Mo frowned at the side. From this point, it can be seen that Zhong Qingye had a deep psychological shadow.
It was still his fault after all.
Qi Mo sighed softly, took the medicine bowl and said, "You go out first, I will persuade her."
Yanzi glanced at Zhong Qingye worriedly, and saw her eyes staring at the medicine bowl with a vigilant look on her face. She shook her head helplessly, turned around and walked out of the house.
As soon as Yan Zi left, Zhong Qingye became even more nervous. He looked at Qi Mo motionlessly, and his body almost tensed up.
Qi Mo's eyes were not only distressed but also filled with self-blame. He sat down by the bed with a medicine bowl and whispered softly: "Qingye, this is really an anti-fetal medicine. It is to stabilize your fetal air. You
Just drink it obediently, okay?"
"No!" Zhong Qingye refused without any hesitation.
Qi Mo frowned and continued: "Qingye, I promise you, I will never hurt the child in your belly again. He is also my child. This is really an anti-fetal medicine. If you don't drink it, what will happen to the child?"
Can it be cured? Even if it is for the sake of the child, you have to take medicine, right?"
"..." Zhong Qingye said nothing, staring only at the bowl of medicine, his expression still tense, but the look in his eyes was slightly shaken.
As soon as Qi Mo had the effect, he hurriedly continued: "If you are really worried, how about I call Xia'er and Qiu'er in to test the medicine? They are both your personal girls, and they have a good relationship with you, so naturally they won't
It will harm your child, and since they are all mothers, they can always tell whether it is an anti-fetal drug. Is this okay?"
In order to coax Zhong Qingye to drink the medicine, Qi Mo condescended to the extreme, almost to the point of groveling. When he heard him mention Xia'er and Qiu'er, Zhong Qingye's expression wavered for a moment and hesitated.
After a while, he finally nodded slightly.
Qi Mo was overjoyed and hurriedly called Xia'er and Qiu'er in. Their eyes were still red. They took the medicine Qi Mo handed them and each took a sip. They said in unison: "Mother, this is really an anti-fetal medicine."
, I often drank it when I was pregnant.”
Seeing this, Qi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, took the medicine and drove away the two of them. He turned to Zhong Qingye and said, "Are you relieved now? I really won't force you anymore. You feel sorry for your child, and so do I."
I feel sorry for you, not only for the child, but also for you."
"But! You can't hurt our child just because you feel sorry for me! He is also a life, how could you..." Zhong Qingye cried out excitedly. At the end of the sentence, he couldn't go on and could only hate
He lowered his head in hatred, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, without saying a word.
Qi Mo's eyes were gentle and dull, and he slowly approached her. This time, Zhong Qingye finally did not avoid him. Qi Mo was able to reach out and hug her into his arms, and said solemnly every word.
"I'm sorry, I made a decision without considering your feelings. You are the mother of the child, and you have the right to decide whether you want this child or not. I promise, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future. If you want this child,
Even if I try my best to protect you two, nothing will happen to either of you!"
Zhong Qingye listened quietly, his eyes gradually showed a guilty and moved look, he reached out and grabbed his sleeve, pursed his dry lips, and murmured: "Qi Mo... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you.
"...I'm really scared. I've already lost a child. If I lose this one again..."
Her fingers tightened and she could no longer speak.
"You won't lose it." Qi Mo reached out to grab her hand and said solemnly: "Today is different from the past. I am the emperor now. As long as I am here, nothing will happen to you or the child!"