Mu Zhan rarely has such emotions.
He was rumored to be a tyrannical tyrant who was uncertain and violent. There was indeed some basis for him, and he also knew that he would sometimes become irritable and angry uncontrollably. But many times, he is expressionless and indifferent to nothing.
But now, when he heard what Wen Mingyu said, the whole person was stunned. There was a kind of shock and confusion that clearly heard what Wen Mingyu was saying, but couldn't understand. The usual indifference on his face seemed to appear. crack.
… have
Is that what he meant
If it's just this sentence, Mu Zhan can also understand that he bought something outside, but he can clearly see Wen Mingyu touching his stomach, and his stomach is still a little bulging.
Mu Zhan stared straight at Wen Mingyu's stomach, his eyes dark and gloomy.
Maybe others will be happy and excited when they hear that they have it, but this is completely different when it comes to Mu Zhan. He never thought that he would have children, and he never had sex with Wen Mingyu...
Mu Zhan's face immediately became extremely terrifying, and the pheromone almost ran wild, like a black wave swept and rolled, quickly occupying the entire palace. Even the palace servants standing outside felt a chill behind them.
As for Wen Mingyu, who was closest to Mu Zhan, her legs were soft and half of her body was numb. She couldn't stand at all and fell back to the bed. Fortunately, there was a soft mattress and Mu Zhan's clothes on it. It was very soft and she fell down. It doesn't hurt either.
"Who is it?" Mu Zhan's voice seemed to be covered in frost.
Wen Mingyu blinked, and was rushed by the smell of spirits just now, and the whole person was dizzy, as if he had been drinking, his reaction was slow, and he stared at Mu Zhan blankly, speechless. Putting on the clothes that were messed up when he slept just now, the front of his clothes was open, his hair was messy, and a few strands were stuck to the side of his neck. The exposed skin was dazzlingly white, and his face was red and pink.
Mu Zhan was burning with anger, which was completely different from the usual fire, showing murderous intent.
Who is it!
Mu Zhan was trembling with anger, his eyes seemed to be swallowing Wen Mingyu.
But at this moment, a very important thing flashed in his mind.
Generally speaking, it is impossible for him to be so stupid and irrational, and even forget such obvious things, but the anger just now seemed to be poured with oil, and it burned extremely vigorously, as if he was stunned.
"You are a man, how could you be pregnant."
Mu Zhan forced himself to calm down and gritted his teeth.
Wen Mingyu slowed down and explained, "But I'm not an ordinary person."
What he means is that he is an Omega, not the same as men and women in ancient cognition. In the future, it is normal for men to become pregnant.
But when Mu Zhan, who didn't know ABO, heard it, he thought of strange rumors similar to monsters. Even Wen Mingyu could turn into a rabbit, and it seemed that it was not impossible to get pregnant.
After realizing this possibility, Mu Zhan's face became darker, and his killing intent skyrocketed in an instant.
Mu Zhan barely maintained his remaining rationality, "How do you know that you have it?"
Wen Mingyu paused, thought for a second, and said decisively, "I feel it."
He also put his hand on his stomach and touched it, as if a baby was really being conceived inside.
Hearing this answer, Mu Zhan was still in a bad mood, but he was barely relieved. What Wen Mingyu said was just a feeling, not exact at all, maybe not at all.
Mu Zhan raised his voice and coldly ordered: "Xuan Yuyi!"
The palace servants outside the door immediately responded respectfully, and hurriedly acted as instructed. They all heard it, the sage's tone was extremely bad, and the mood was even worse than before entering the temple. What the hell is going on? After seeing Young Master Wen, shouldn't it be the same as before
The people in the palace were anxious, waiting for the imperial doctor to come, hoping that the imperial doctor would bring good news, so that the sage would not be angry. But they don't know that the good news at this time may not be good news.
It didn't take long for the imperial doctor to come all the way. In the winter, he was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and he was out of breath.
The imperial doctor hurriedly entered the hall and saluted respectfully, "Wei Chen see the Holy Master."
Mu Zhan interrupted directly, "Give him a pulse."
The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment and looked at Wen Mingyu, but he didn't expect that this young master Wen was sick. It wasn't the sage, but he didn't let the imperial doctor breathe a sigh of relief, on the contrary, he was even more nervous and frightened. He did not forget that when he heard that the son was seriously ill, the saint was furious and almost killed several imperial physicians. If I had known it was this one, I wouldn't come alone to kill him, I would definitely have to call more colleagues, there are more people at least more methods.
But don't be as sick as last time.
The imperial doctor prayed in his heart, and when he looked at Wen Mingyu, he had already observed silently, his face was ruddy, his eyes were full of energy, and his spirit was good. No matter how he looked, he didn't look sick.
He was a little puzzled, but the Holy Master ordered him to come, of course, a detailed diagnosis was required.
Putting his fingers on Wen Mingyu's wrist, while examining the pulse, he asked Wen Mingyu some questions to see if there was anything abnormal.
It should be smooth, like a ball rolling on a jade plate...
This is obviously a slippery vein.
But Wen Mingyu doesn't have the symptoms that this pulse should have. Instead, she said that her appetite has increased greatly recently, lethargy, and her stomach is bloated...
The imperial doctor couldn't help widening his eyes. If this was a woman, he would definitely be diagnosed with pregnancy, but he could hear that the son was a man.
The imperial doctor felt his throat dry, as if he was being roasted on a fire. He was excited to discover a rare case, and worried about how to report it to the sage. Ximai, is this a good thing? Can the Holy One accept that a man is pregnant
When he was hesitating, a cold and stern voice suddenly came, "Is there a result?"
The imperial doctor was startled, and hurriedly told his thoughts honestly, "I heard that Young Master's body is fine, it is a slippery pulse. Although the pulse is slightly different from ordinary people, according to Wei Chen, it should be..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mu Zhan's eyes became extremely terrifying. The infiltrating pressure made him silent, and hurriedly knelt down, "Sacred Lord, calm down."
"How can you make Gu not angry, a man, pregnant, are you fooling Gu?"
The imperial doctor panicked and said: "Wei Chen dare not, it is indeed unusual for a man to be pregnant, it is very rare, but it is not unique, there are also records in medical books, it is absolutely true, Wei Chen has no intention of deceiving the king."
Hearing this, Mu Zhan's anger did not diminish at all, and even the pressure became lower, "Why don't you tell Gu, he was poisoned and had these symptoms."
"Wei Chen has indeed diagnosed the slippery pulse. Young Master Wen is very healthy, and so is the fetus in his womb. This is the heir of the emperor. How dare Wei Chen speak nonsense. Wei Chen sincerely congratulates the sage and is happy for the sage."
He thought that the sage did not believe that men were pregnant, and he quickly assured him that the father and son were healthy, trying to convince the sage to believe, but he did not expect that every word of his own was stepping on thunder.
Mu Zhan was so stiff that he couldn't even sneer. If it is really the emperor's heir, it's fine, but he and Wen Mingyu haven't achieved that level at all, how could it be possible to conceive.
If the pregnancy is true, it can only mean that the child belongs to someone else.
Mu Zhan is simply mad!
"Get out! Get out for Gu!"
Mu Zhan was furious, waved his sleeves and threw the imperial doctor out, then strode to the side hall and smashed everything. Many precious and exquisite porcelains were smashed to the ground.
The huge sound and movement made the palace people tremble with fear. Even in the past, it was rare to see Sheng Shangqi become so angry, as if he had completely lost his mind and turned into a beast with extreme grief and indignation.
Everyone did not dare to go forward and hide from a distance, but a figure quickly approached without any hesitation.
Wen Mingyu ran over, frowned, with obvious worry on her face, took Mu Zhan's hand, and asked warmly, "What's wrong with you?"
Mu Zhan's eyes were red, he turned his head suddenly to look at Wen Mingyu, his eyes couldn't help but move down again and landed on his stomach.
Mu Zhan wanted to reach out and wave him away and let him go, but his lips moved, but he couldn't say it, as if he was afraid of the push, he pushed the person to the child's other father.
Why did Wen Mingyu run? Is it just for that person? He doesn't really want to stay by his side at all
Mu Zhan's brain was buzzing, a mess, irritable and depressed, like a trapped beast in a cage.
half an hour.
Mu Zhan stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Mingyu's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that if the hand was loosened, the person would disappear.
He has already made a decision. Regardless, he will never let Wen Mingyu go, just kill that person.
"Who is that person?" Mu Zhan's blood-red eyes locked Wen Mingyu tightly.
But Wen Mingyu was at a loss: "... Who?"
"The child's father."
Wen Mingyu said without hesitation, "Me."
Mu Zhan thought he was trying to protect that person, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you still make a child by yourself?"
Of course that's not possible. He is not a self-pollinating asexual creature.
Wen Mingyu shook her head, "How is that possible."
"Who is that child's other father?"
Mu Zhan asked for an answer paranoid. To know who that person was, he immediately sent someone to kill him.
But in the next second, Wen Mingyu raised her head and looked straight at him, her eyes were clear and serious, without any hesitation, she said calmly, "You."
Mu Zhan was stunned, his mind blank for a few seconds. He even recalled subconsciously whether he had forgotten something, they had actually done it. But no matter what he thought, there was nothing he wanted in those pictures.
impossible.
Wen Mingyu is lying to him
But no matter how you look at it, the expression in her eyes can't be faked. If Wen Mingyu is lying, he can see it. So Wen Mingyu really felt that way.
Mu Zhan frowned deeply, rarely a little confused.
It is impossible for a child to appear out of thin air. If the other father is not him, there must be someone else, but Wen Mingyu didn't know it and misunderstood it was his.
After thinking for a while, Mu Zhan had to suspect that Wen Mingyu was drugged at the time, so he didn't know anything.
Since it's all like this, it's better to keep it secret and let Wen Mingyu really think that this is the case, that this child belongs to him.
If his guesses are true, the facts are even more irritating. He must find that person, slash him with thousands of swords, and let him live for a long time. He is tortured every day, and life is better than death.
Mu Zhan took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and hugged Wen Mingyu into his arms, smelling the sweet fruity smell coming from his body, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, Gu is the child's father."
Wen Mingyu also reached out and hugged him.
Mu Zhan's chest rose and fell violently, and his long eyelashes drooped down, covering up the paranoid and terrifying emotions in his eyes, pretending to be calm and indifferent.
He was comforted by Wen Mingyu, and gently touched his back to relax him.
Since Wen Mingyu said that he had it, Mu Zhan's mood has been very bad. Of course Wen Mingyu could see that, and his worried eyes swept frequently, but Mu Zhan was so angry that he could hardly speak, and he was even afraid. I couldn't help being ruthless towards him, so I dealt with it indifferently. Wen Mingyu's expression became more and more uneasy.
Now, after the two "talked it off", they both slowly eased down and looked much better.
After Mu Zhan's sanity returned, he remembered that it was lunch time, and glanced at Wen Mingyu's stomach with complicated eyes, no wonder he ate a lot recently.
"are you hungry?"
Wen Mingyu nodded, Mu Zhan ordered the palace staff to set up the meal, and took him back to the main hall, leaving behind a mess of debris for the palace staff to clean up.
It was not until Mu Zhan walked away that he could not see his figure, and after a long while, the palace man dared to breathe a sigh of relief. The sage was so angry just now that they thought that Young Master Wen would be killed if he entered.
Fortunately, Young Master Wen came out intact and held hands with the saint. I don't know what happened, but it looks like it should be fine.
Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu had dinner together. Usually Wen Mingyu would say something. Mu Zhan didn't talk much, but he listened. Occasionally, in response to two sentences, Wen Mingyu would speak more excitedly.
But today, Wen Mingyu buried his head in eating and eating, Mu Zhan was extremely silent, only his eyes frequently fell on Wen Mingyu as usual. Today, it was not Wen Mingyu's face, but his stomach.
He didn't want to accept the slightly bulging reality, and hoped it was an illusion.
Wen Mingyu was halfway through eating, looked up, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Your Majesty?"
Mu Zhan was silent for a while, then shook his head and whispered, "Nothing."
Wen Mingyu didn't think so, her demeanor was not right, and the pheromone shrouded her body like a black mist, so it didn't seem like she was fine no matter what. But Mu Zhan refused to speak, and he couldn't force him to speak.
So, I had to use pheromone to appease, and I also put several dishes that he liked for Mu Zhan and put them in his bowl.
Mu Zhan's expression softened a little, he raised his hand and pinched between his eyebrows, and then slowly ate the dishes in the bowl, his drooping eyelashes covering his complicated emotions, as if he was thinking about something.
After lunch, the usual rest.
Wen Mingyu yawned in distress, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, she just wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep.
However, there is still a nest he just built on the dragon bed, and Mu Zhan's clothes are stacked on top of each other, occupying a lot of places.
Wen Mingyu just remembered, but she couldn't bear to have this nest, so she turned to ask Mu Zhan, "Can you lend me your Majesty's clothes?"
That being said, it has already been used.
Wen Mingyu felt guilty for his own beheading, but he really wanted it. He would definitely not sleep well without a nest.
So, he was cheeky and looked at Mu Zhan eagerly, his face full of longing and anticipation.
Mu Zhan was expressionless, silent for a while, then nodded and agreed. When he just returned to Taiji Hall, when he saw Wen Mingyu sleeping with his clothes in his arms, he was in a good mood, but after hearing that sentence, his mood changed greatly. Now watching this scene, it is not pure Joy, but a little more subtlety.
Wen Mingyu climbed onto the bed, knelt down, stretched out his hand and pushed the pile of clothes in, in order to keep the shape of the nest, he pushed it very carefully. Mu Zhan stood beside the bed, and he could clearly see his slender body, his back waist was sunken in a beautiful arc, his legs were on the edge of the bed, and when he stretched his hands forward, he pulled the hem of his clothes up, revealing the white socks. , There is also a thin white ankle, on the dark mattress, white as if transparent, people can't help but want to hold it firmly, forbid him to move, disturbing the mind.
The dragon bed was very spacious. Even if a pile of clothes took up the space, after being pushed inside by Wen Mingyu, half of the bed was still empty, more than enough for two people.
After Wen Mingyu pushed it, she first lay down in the pile of clothes, then turned to look at Mu Zhan who was still standing by the bed, enthusiastically patted the vacant seat beside her, her eyes were shining, and said, "Your Majesty, come up quickly. rest."
Mu Zhan paused and lay down as usual.
Wen Mingyu felt the familiar pheromones around her, so she felt at ease and relaxed, and fell asleep after a while. Mu Zhan hadn't slept, and looked at him tightly surrounded by his clothes, as if he was sleeping in a big net woven by himself. He slept sweetly, blushing, completely trusting, and taking no precautions. , heart-stopping.
Mu Zhan stared at it for a while, then quietly got up and got out of bed, walked out the door, and asked Zhao Dequan to call the imperial doctor.
The debris in the side hall has been cleaned up, and he sat on the chair with a gloomy expression.
The imperial doctor came over again, obeyed his will and stepped into the gate of the temple, seeing the saint in the shadow, his heart could not help tightening. In fact, he didn't quite understand why the sage was so angry. Up to now, the harem of the Sage was empty, and the civil and military officials were all worried about it. No matter what, it was a great joy to hear that Young Master was pregnant with an imperial heir.
Could it be... That's not the emperor's heir
The imperial doctor shivered uncontrollably and shuddered, for fear that he would be involved in some secret palace secrets and would not end well.
No, how is it possible, if it wasn't the child of the saint, Master Wen must have been dragged out just now and killed with a cane.
The Imperial Physician comforted himself in his heart, and walked forward tremblingly to salute.
Mu Zhan's voice was hoarse, and he said coldly, "How bad is the abortion pill?"
The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head quickly, swallowed fearfully, and said in a trembling voice, "... Back to Your Majesty, after taking abortion pills, women are weak and need to rest for a while, and men... Pregnancy is even more difficult. If the abortion is forced, it may be life-threatening.”
In just a short sentence, he actually stopped a few times in the middle, and almost passed it.
Are you going to kill your own child with your own hands
Thinking about it again, it seems normal for the tyrant in front of him to kill his father and kill his brother to take the throne. This is over, is he still alive
The imperial doctor thought about it a lot and felt dizzy, so he quickly pinched himself and forced himself to wake up with pain.
Mu Zhan was extremely silent, but a few minutes seemed as long as hundreds of years. The atmosphere in the hall was terribly depressing, and the imperial doctor hunched over, almost breathless.
Finally, a low and majestic voice came from above.
"When prescribing contraceptives, you must ensure safety. If something goes wrong, you don't need the black gauze hat on your head and your life."
The imperial doctor conditioned reflex to accept the order, but it took a few seconds to realize what the sage said. I was going to have an abortion just now, why did it suddenly become... a miscarriage
The Imperial Physician couldn't really guess what the Sage was thinking, so he hurriedly did what he ordered. But he didn't expect that the great transformation of the sage was not over, and there was something even more shocking to him. generally.
After the imperial doctor withdrew, Mu Zhan still sat there without moving for a long time.
Mu Zhan has already decided.
No matter what, he couldn't let Wen Mingyu go. Since this child must stay, from now on, he is the child's other father, and he will not let Wen Mingyu know the truth.
At the same time, he has to find the damn man. Wen Mingyu has been going in and out with him since he came back from Qiu Hunting. Only in the past few days when he went to the Guozijian, he didn't watch it with his own eyes, but it was naturally impossible in such a short time. According to the month of pregnancy, it is most likely the days when Qiu Lie Wen Mingyu ran out.
Mu Zhan's eyes instantly flooded with murderous intent, gloomy like a ghost.
It's also a good thing that Wen Mingyu doesn't have a clear memory of this matter. If he knew about it, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it. He didn't know anyone here at all, how could he have a lover.
I thought about it before.
After calming down, Mu Zhan returned to the main hall.
As soon as he walked around the screen and approached the bed, he saw Wen Mingyu sitting against the head of the bed, with a tired face, his eyes barely half-closed, his head drowsy little by little.
When Mu Zhan saw him, his heart loosened a lot. People are always by their side.
"Why don't you lie down and sleep?"
Wen Mingyu smelled his pheromone, and without opening his eyes, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Zhan's sleeve precisely, with a drowsy voice, and said in a soft voice, "Where have you been?"
Mu Zhan found that after he became pregnant, he seemed to rely more on himself and was very clingy. He would not sleep when he walked away, and had to stubbornly wait for someone to come back.
Mu Zhanhua was passive and active, holding his hand that grabbed his sleeve, wrapping the whole thing, full of possessiveness.
"Just deal with something next to you, you continue to sleep, and in the afternoon class, I will ask someone to ask for leave for you."
"No class?"
"Um."
Wen Mingyu was in a daze, let him hold his hand obediently, rubbed his eyes with the other hand, and forced himself to wake up a little so that he could say the next words.
"Does your Majesty not want this child?"
Wen Mingyu could see Mu Zhan's emotions. When asked who the child's father was, he was at a loss for a moment, because he didn't have the impression that he was completely marked, but the child was real. Then, the child's father can only be Mu Zhan, there is no one else, and there can be no one else.
Wen Mingyu is very determined. Unless he didn't finish his physiology class, there's something he doesn't know.
Mu Zhan didn't answer immediately.
Wen Mingyu lowered her eyelashes, pursed her lips tightly, and said slowly, "It doesn't matter if your Majesty doesn't want it, I can take care of it myself."
Mu Zhan grabbed his hand and clenched it immediately, and his tone was even a little eager, "No, I want it, I want it alone!"
Wen Mingyu raised her head and looked at him blankly, "Really?"
Mu Zhan nodded, "Gu never said no, don't think about it, take good care of your baby."
When he said this, his expression was a little stiff, obviously forcibly forcing the discussion about abortion with the imperial doctor in the side hall just now as if it had never happened.
Wen Mingyu finally showed a smile, soft and sweet, like a blooming flower.
"Do you want to touch it, Your Majesty?"
As he said that, he took Mu Zhan's hand and put it on his stomach.
Mu Zhan's hand froze, motionless, as if he had touched some dangerous explosive.
Wen Mingyu smiled and said, "I felt him/her move just now."
As soon as the words fell, Mu Zhan really felt the slight movement under the palm of his hand, and through the cloth, he bumped into his palm restlessly.
At this moment, Mu Zhan really realized that there was a new life in Wen Mingyu's stomach, and he might have kicked him just now.
... He's going to be a father.
The author has something to say: Author: Don't think about it, it's just gastrointestinal motility, not fetal movement.
Silly couple: I don't believe it, that's my child QAQ
PS: In the text, the jade cub did not carry the cub. It was a false pregnancy after the rabbit was touched too much. People also have false pregnancy. If you are interested, you can find out about it~