MTL - The Story of a Stroppy Princess-Chapter 291 Never die

Huayue Ling was pale, her body was shaking, and suddenly she felt a terrible pain in her stomach and screamed, and the whole person fell back. --- End of this article, romance between Hong Kong and Taiwan www.hjw.tw ))) Please search ( & Amp; book ¥ net) read the most! Newest Fastest Novel

"Linger!" Mo Wushuang was so frightened that he hugged her and yelled, "Hurry up and call the doctor."

Nangong Xuan Xuan has already shot out for the first time, and Nangong has cold hands and feet, looking at this scene inconceivably.

"Master Wang, what **** words do you think stimulate my sister!" Hua Yujin also scared and ran into Xiaomi.

"Linger!" Nangong stunned, and ran in scared.

On the big bed, Huayue Ling was screaming and holding her belly, and kept rolling around, Mo Wushuang asked with a sweaty head: "Linger, what's wrong, what's going on!"

"I don't know, ah, it hurts, it hurts!" Hua Yueling felt that the gas in his stomach was expanding, and the children inside were bumping like they were tumbling around, as if they were about to hit.

"Linger, what's wrong? It's all my fault, I'm a bastard, my beast, you don't scare me." Nangong Yan's dark eyes were wet and he slapped himself beside the bed immediately.

"Get away!" Mo Wushuang pushed him away angrily, and then patted Hua Yueling's belly, "Baby, don't make a mess, don't toss your mother, Dad begged you." Mo Wushuang's voice was incomparable. gentle.

Suddenly, Hua Yueling found that the child in her stomach seemed to be calming down. She couldn't help wondering, and quickly said, "Wushuang, you speak, speak."

"Ah! Oh!" Mo Wushuang said suddenly: "Child, please be good, don't make a noise, otherwise your father will be angry. If you are good, Dad will take you to buy delicious food." Mo Wushuang was anxious Don't know what to say.

"Let me try." Nangong Ai squeezed up again. "Child, father is wrong, father is not good, don't be angry, father slap your own mouth!"

"Ah!" Hua Yueling started screaming again, apparently Nangong's words made the child not quiet again.

"Get off! It's you asshole!" Mo Wushuang angrily pushed away the frightened Nangong Yan again, and immediately put his hand on Huayue Ling's stomach. "Baby, you are the father. Do n’t be troubled, you. what."

Hua Yueling was weird. When Mo Wushuang talked, the baby inside started to stop slowly. What the **** was going on.

"Woohoo, much better." Huayue Ling was soaked all over her, and she finally managed to breathe.

"Linger, doesn't it hurt?" Mo Wushuang asked nervously.

"Well, much better. It seems this child is very naughty, as long as you can cure her." Hua Yueling showed a weak but gentle smile to Mo Wushuang.

On the side of Nangong 冽 烨 a handsome face is blue and white, why the child seems to reject him.

"It's good to be obedient. Don't be scary anymore. I can't stop being scared." Mo Wushuang let out a sigh of relief, rubbing her belly with his big hand, making Hua Yueling's belly more and more comfortable, and Mo Wushuang It's incredible that the child seems to follow his hand.

"It seems this child is spiritual." Hua Yujin looked at Nangong Martyr beside him.

"Indeed, I think he is really good. Last night I said a lot to him. He kept listening and would respond to me." Mo Wushuang showed a gentle smile, with the light of his loving father inside.

Huayue Ling shouted, "You talk to him?"

"Well, I saw that you couldn't sleep well last night. He kept tossing you, so he chatted with the little guy. It turns out that such a baby can really sense it." Mo Wushuang's expression was extremely satisfied.

Huayue Ling knew that it was a problem of prenatal education. He rarely communicated with the fetus originally, and he seemed to have ignored it.

"He, he doesn't like me." Nangong Yu said in pain.

Mo Wushuang turned to look at him, and Hua Yueling immediately turned his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, maybe he doesn't like your proposal."

Mo Wushuang looked at him with a look of depression. Suddenly a smile arose at the corner of his mouth, and his big hand touched Huayue Ling's big belly more lovingly, and the little guy in it occasionally stretched his little foot to touch Mo Wushuang's palm, as if he was talking to him. He plays average.

The Royal Doctor sweat ran in, seeing that Huayue Ling seemed all right, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Great doctor, please." Hua Yueling couldn't bear it.

"No problem, how does Miss Hua feel now?" The Royal Doctor began to pulse for Hua Yueling.

"It hurts just now, and it's okay now." Hua Yueling looked at Mo Wushuang who stood up and gave a smile.

"That's good. It may be that the fetus is moving too much. The eight-month-old fetus has matured. If he is strong, he may think that he can't wait to come out, haha." Taiyi laughed.

"Really?" Huayue Ling was surprised, but she had experienced so many surprises, and she was not surprised.

"October is fully mature, it is better to give birth to feed. Although eight months have been healthy, it is still better in the mother's body, but let us let it be." Taiyi also relaxed.

"Uh-huh, it ’s just that the little guy is sometimes too noisy." Huayue Ling smiled happily.

"It's hard working." Nangong Yan walked in front of her, looking at her bright little face sadly.

The imperial doctor went back after preserving a prescription, and Huayue Ling let everyone out, leaving Mo Wushuang and Nangong Yan.

"Master Wang, I don't agree with you to go to war. That's too dangerous! Wushuang, do you agree to leave the child to Wang Ye?" Hua Yueling thought that Mo Wushuang had been playing his father's role since this journey, so he also asked him opinion.

"I don't agree!" Mo Wushuang shook his head without thinking. He liked the child in the stomach, because he was Huayue Ling, and he really paid a lot for this child.

Huayue Ling's complexion changed slightly, and Nangong also said: "I don't agree, I don't want my child to be taken care of by my mother as soon as I come out. It's pitiful."

"If I take the child away, you, you." Hua Yueling didn't know what else he could do to support him.

"I'm on the battlefield. It's okay. I always think about you and your children. I also believe that Wushuang will take good care of your mother and son." Nangong Yuan looked at Mo Wushuang, and his heart was in great pain.

"But you, you have no experience in warfare, just in case." Huayue Ling shook her head anxiously. She had already thought about it, and left him the child to give him a sustenance. Although she could not bear the child, she could not bear him. Ah, but he didn't expect him to give up for the sake of the child, which made her unhappy.

"I won't give you Linger, but if you die on the battlefield, you will never see their mother and son!" Mo Wushuang said coldly, all three of them thought the children in their stomachs directly It's a naughty boy.

Hua Yueling looked at Mo Wushuang's firm and handsome face, and felt uncomfortable for a while. He looked at Nangong and said, "Master, please don't go, Linger, please. What can you do if you don't know what you want me to do?" There were tears in Hua Yueling's eyes.

Nangong Nun was silent. If he was still here, why would he let it go, Mo Wushuang would not let go, and it would only hurt him to stay.

"We will not leave the capital. I will look for a house around, maybe you can come and see the children occasionally." Mo Wushuang made the biggest concession.

Huayue Ling suddenly blinked her eyes and looked at Mo Wushuang: "Really? Wushuang, thank you." After speaking, he immediately said to Nangong, "Master, do you hear me, you can come to see us, yours Don't abandon her, boy. "Huayue Ling's pleading tone flashed tears in Nangong's dark eyes.

"I beg you, lord! I'm sorry for you, but don't treat me and your child like this." Huayue Ling couldn't stand it, it was ridiculous, but she still insisted, because she loves him better than yin and yang I really regret it.

"Woushuang, oh ..." Huayue Ling looked at Nangong's silent voice, and groaned into Mo Wushuang's arms and wept bitterly.

"Do you have to let Linger die for your guilt? Do you have to threaten it if you don't get it?" Mo Wushuang hugged Huayue Ling and gritted his teeth.

"No, no, I would rather die than hurt them. I have no threat. I just feel tired and want to go for a walk." Nangong Yan's heart was overwhelmed.

"Go out and walk? You have to go to war, don't you want Linger to worry about death? You want to prove that Linger loves you more than me!" Mo Wushuang exasperated.

"Wushuang." Huayue Ling looked at him in shock and was he so obvious?

"I won't let go, I won't die!" Mo Wushuang yelled at Nangong, who knows the pain in his heart.

"Ah!" Huayue Ling suddenly felt pain in his stomach again and fell out of bed.

"Linger!" Mo Wushuang and Nangong Yan were scared again.

This time, the child in the stomach seemed to feel Mo Wushuang's anger, which was even more ferocious than the one before. He did not give up until Huayue Ling passed out. Both men's clothes were soaked. No one coaxed. use.

"Let's stop arguing, Wushuang, I'm sorry for you, whatever you want, I, I'll go back first, take good care of Linger." Nangong Yan could not bear to hurt Huayue Ling, so he chose to leave.

Mo Wushuang sat down on the floor in front of the bed, his hands touching Huayue Ling's stomach, tears filled with crescent-like eyes, and looking at Huayue Ling's pale little face hoarsely, "What am I going to do? "

The child in the belly seemed to hear him speak, his little feet printed on the palm of his hand, and slowly swimming, as if comforting him.

When Hua Yueling woke up again, it was almost evening. She had no food for a day, and her stomach was screaming immediately, but she had no appetite. She stood at the door, looking at the cool yard, and her tears fell silently.

Mo Wushuang looked at her lonely back, tingling in her heart, and gently walked behind her and hugged her, "What do you want me to do to be happy?"

Huayue Ling quickly wiped away her tears, and slowly turned around, but when she saw his sad handsome face, her tears couldn't help, and she couldn't help leaning into his arms and crying sadly.

Mo Wushuang sighed deeply, looking at her, he couldn't be happy even by her side. Was he really wrong?