The child is Mu Zhaozhu’s... the child is Mu Zhaozhu’s... the child is Mu Zhaozhu’s...
The child is Mu Zhaozhen’s!
After muttering in her heart and repeating it several times, Qiucao suddenly pulled her hand away from Mu Zhaochu, and in the midst of everyone's astonished eyes, she lifted up the quilt, made a fist, and punched her abdomen hard.
Everyone was startled. Mu Zhaochu quickly reached out and pinched her when she punched her second time. He roared with a livid face: "Xue Qiucao! What are you doing?!"
Qiucao slowly raised her head inch by inch, her eyes filled with tears. The emotions that had begun to accumulate in the secret passage suddenly burst out. She yelled in a broken voice: "I don't want him! I don't want to give birth to a child for you! I don't want it.
This bastard..."[
She actually called the emperor's child a bastard. Did the queen risk her life?
The palace guests present, including Xiao Hong, were so frightened by Qiucao's behavior that they did not dare to move.
"Evil?" Mu Zhaochu squeezed her hand, his expression turned extremely ugly, but he did not lose his mind. He turned around, shouted to the people who were withdrawing from the palace, then approached Qiucao's chin, forcing her to come closer to him, and his voice
Jumping out from between the teeth: "You dare to call my child a bastard, Xue Qiucao, what do you think you were doing just now? What are you talking about?"
In the midst of his rage, the force in Mu Zhaozhu's hand was very strong. Qiucao frowned in pain, and it took him a long while to say, "I don't want him!"
"No?" Mu Zhaochu squeezed Qiucao's chin even more tightly, her voice as cold as ice, "Xue Qiucao, what qualifications do you have to say no?"
"I don't want him..." Apart from this sentence, Qiucao could not say anything else.
Mu Zhaozhen became even more angry. He was so angry that all the muscles in his body tensed up. He also had a sinister smile on his face, and said viciously, "Why didn't you say no when you were having fun under me? Uh? I'm not
Remember, Queen, you cried many times and asked me not to leave you, and asked me..."
Mu Zhaochu's words made Qiucao feel ashamed. She shook her head desperately and tried to escape, but her lower jaw was tightly held by Mu Zhaochu, unable to move. She could only be forced to listen to his endless description of his previous actions.
It's so harsh, every word reminds Qiucao what a **** woman she is...