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 a child, and he didn't have a relationship with Wen Mingyu at all...

Mu Zhan's face immediately became extremely terrifying, the pheromones 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 possibly 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 meant was that he was an Omega, which was different from 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 reluctantly maintained his only 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 There is really a baby 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: "Xuanyu doctor! " 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, "We see to the saint."

Mu Zhan interrupted directly, "Take his pulse."

The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment and looked at Wen Mingyu, but he didn't expect it to be this young master Wen. 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 mean 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, he said that his appetite has increased greatly recently, lethargy, and a bloated stomach...

The imperial doctor can't help but widen his eyes. If this is a woman, he must be diagnosed with pregnancy. It can be heard that the son is 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 quickly told his thoughts honestly, "Young Master Wen's body is fine, but her pulse is slippery, although the pulse is similar to that of ordinary people. It's a little different, but according to Wei Chen, it should be..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Zhan's eyes became extremely terrifying. The infiltrating coercion made him silent, and hurriedly knelt down, "Sacred Lord, calm down."

"How can you make Gu not angry, a man, pregnant , are you fooling the solitary?"

The imperial doctor panicked: "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 will never deceive Your Majesty's intention."

Mu Zhan heard this, his anger did not diminish at all, and his air pressure was even lower, "Why don't you tell Gu, he was poisoned, and these symptoms appeared."

"Wei Chen did diagnose slippery . Pulse, Wen Gongzi is very healthy, so is the fetus in the womb, this is the emperor’s heir, how can Wei Chen dare to talk 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 quickly assured him , and also firmly said that the father and son were healthy, trying to convince the saint, 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 of here 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 china were smashed into pieces. land.

The huge sound and movement made the palace people tremble with fear. Even before, 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, and he turned to look at Wenming suddenly. Yu, couldn't help but look down again and landed on his stomach.

Mu Zhan wanted to reach out and wave him away and let him roll, but his lips moved, but he couldn't say it, as if he was afraid of the push, he pushed the person to the other father of the child.

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 became even darker, and he gritted his teeth and said: " Could it be that you can make a child by yourself?"

Of course it was impossible. 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 paranoidly asked for an answer. To know who that person was, he immediately sent someone to kill him.

But in the next second, Wen Mingyu looked up 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 and fruity smell coming from him, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, Gu is the child's father."

Wen Mingyu also stretched out his hand and hugged him. hold 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, and Mu Zhan ordered the palace servants to prepare the meal, dragged him back to the main hall, and left behind a mess of debris for the palace servants 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 half-eaten, looked up, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with Your Majesty?"

Mu Zhan was silent for a while, then shook his head and said in a low voice, "Nothing."

Wen Mingyu didn't think so, her expression was not right, and her pheromone also looked like black The fog swirled around him, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem to be fine. 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 it, but she couldn't bear the nest, so she turned to ask Mu Zhan, "Can I borrow your majesty's clothes? "

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,

the woman is taking abortion. After taking the medicine, the body is weak and needs to rest for a while, and it is even more difficult for a man... to be pregnant, and if you force an abortion, you may be... life-threatening."

In just a short sentence, he stopped a few times and almost died. To go over.

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?