The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Jing Muyang's aggrieved look made Chu Jian feel extremely distressed.

"Mu Yang, it's not what you think. I didn't drink the contraceptive soup secretly!"

"Then why have you not gotten pregnant after all this time and despite my efforts? Obviously, there is nothing wrong with us."

"It was the old man! It was the old man who tampered with the food we put in! After our first time, he took a bottle of contraceptive medicine and gave it directly to Jinxiang, and lied to her that it was for our health. He added it to the food on the fifth day of every month. I didn't realize this until I saw her put it in last time."

Chu Jian shook it out. Mr. Fang Lin told Jin Xiang that the medicinal food was prepared in various ways to replenish Chu Jian's qi and blood and regulate his body. There were many ingredients. Although Chu Jian had heard Jin Xiang talk about it before, he had never been in charge of the kitchen and had no specific look at what medicinal ingredients were used. Moreover, the pills were only given once a month, so the chance of Chu Jian seeing it was very low.

Jing Muyang was stunned. This was something he had not expected, but he suddenly felt much better. As long as she did not reject him at first sight, he could accept any other reason.

"Really? Why would he do that?"

"I don't know. At first I thought it might be because we were both poisoned and it had an impact on our bodies. We needed to recuperate for three to five months, so his arrangement was reasonable. But Jin Xiang said that the old man told us to remember to drink it, at least until the beginning of summer next year. I studied the pill and found that it had no side effects on the body. So I thought the old man must have his reasons, and it doesn't matter if it's a little later."

"No side effects? Does that mean the baby will come as long as I stop taking it?"

"Yes." Chu Jian nodded.

"Then let's not wait that long. Can we stop on the fifth day this time? Chu Jian, I want you to give birth to a little prince for me. I can't wait until the beginning of summer. I don't want to wait for a few more months! Chu Jian, can we stop the medicinal diet this time?"

Jing Muyang held her face emotionally. He wanted Chu Jian to get pregnant quickly. With a child, she would have one more bond and would not always think about leaving him.

Chu Jian stared into his eyes for a long time before nodding, "Okay."

She had thought about it too. She learned about this the day after Jing Muyang was beaten with a stick. It was the day she rescued Liu Yunfei and the others from Yuxian Building. The experience of those children hurt her heart.

She repeatedly weighed what to do if she had a child and the worst happened. She certainly couldn't abandon the child, so she had to prepare a way out for herself, a way out that Jing Muyang couldn't know about. After all, they could say goodbye, but the royal family would never let the bloodline out.

But after thinking about it, I can't think of a suitable solution, and I don't have the ability to take care of the child under the current circumstances. So the simplest solution is to not have the child until I have thought of a solution and am not ready.

So it’s not that she doesn’t want to have a baby, but she wants to have a baby in a planned way, within her control.

Jing Muyang didn't know what she was thinking. Her hesitation at first sight made him panic. Of course, if he knew what she was thinking, he would probably be even more panicked and probably even furious.

He carried her to the small couch where he first saw her in the pharmacy and pressed her directly under him, kissing her madly and pulling at her belt wildly. He wanted her, and he wanted her now, and he wished he could stuff a baby into her belly all at once.

"Mu Yang, Mu Yang! No, no! Not here!"

Chu Jian struggled while tightly grabbing his hand that was pulling her clothes. This was where she was learning. If any traces of their lovemaking were left behind, how could she concentrate on reading in the future!

However, Jing Muyang couldn't control his frantic breath. Chu Jian's top was in disarray, and most of the roundness under her bellyband was exposed. He held her head with one hand and kissed her. Even though Chu Jian held his other hand, it couldn't stop him from reaching down.

“Mu Yang!” Chu Jian was so anxious that he clamped his legs together, lifted his head and stared at him, “Mu Yang! Don’t be here!”

This pleading look seemed to bring him a glimmer of clarity, "Okay, let's go back to the room, back to the room..."

Jing Muyang took his hands back from her tightly clamped legs, pulled the cloak over her, wrapped her tightly in his arms and hugged her. He couldn't wait any longer. He pushed the door open and went out, using his internal strength to quickly go to the bedroom.

Gusts of cold wind blew in from the open door of the pharmacy, and the rice papers on the table were blown off one by one, until the thick cotton pulp paper at the bottom was exposed, weighed down by a ruler. On it was a lifelike cross-section of a heart, with the left and right cross-sections nestled together like a bright red love heart.

*

Chuxia from the East Palace drank an abortion drug on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year and passed out a pool of black blood. Of course, this would never be spread out. What has not been spread out is that she has damaged her foundation this time and it might be difficult for her to get pregnant in the future.

Chuxia was not too sad when she heard the two pieces of news, as if she had expected it. It also seemed that it didn't matter. Whether she lost the child or it was difficult to get pregnant again, it didn't seem to be very important.

The prince felt extremely upset. He liked Chu Xia from the bottom of his heart, although he knew very well that he had not won her heart.

But Chu Xia's reaction really hurt him. No matter how much she loved Jing Muyang, she was now his Jing Muchen's woman! She could think about him in her heart, but she shouldn't show it so obviously, okay!

When Chuxia entered the bridal chamber of the East Palace that day, she cooperated at first, but she rejected him in the end. He could bear not having a bridal chamber on the wedding night. Chuxia often went to the Imperial Garden to tend the plum blossoms. Others didn't know, but he knew it very well in his heart. She calculated the time to go!

Jing Muyang would go to Yonghe Palace every two days after court, and she would wait for him in the Imperial Garden! Even just watching Jing Muyang's back from afar could keep her from coming back to her senses for a long time.

The prince discovered this by accident, and when he returned, he forced her to sleep with him despite her resistance. From then on, every time he knew that Jing Muyang went to Yonghe Palace, he would come to Chu Xia and ask her to sleep with him. She would struggle every time, and he would force her every time.

Until that day when he saw Jing Muyang being beaten like that for Chu Jian, and Chu Xia no longer rejected him after returning to the East Palace, he thought she had finally figured it out.

He didn't expect that after he had been busy for such a period of time, Chu Xia would give him such a big surprise. He was really happy and even more excited than when the Crown Princess was pregnant. However, the joy turned into shock after only three days.

Chu Xia's indifferent reaction made him even more sad. He even hated Jing Muyang and Chu Jian a little. It was all because of them. If it weren't for their provocation, Chu Xia wouldn't have slit her wrists to commit suicide, and her blood wouldn't have been drained out. He wouldn't have lost his Er, and his concubine wouldn't have become like this!

It was New Year's Day, and people in the Eastern Palace were in a panic. The prince was furious like never before, and the servants dared not even breathe. Even the emperor in the Yangxin Palace heard about it. When he arrived at the Eastern Palace, the prince was drinking alone and looked drunk.

The emperor dismissed his servants and stepped forward alone, snatching the wine jug from his hand.

"Father?" The prince glanced at the emperor, lowered his eyes and burped, "Father, Chuxia, Chuxia can't get pregnant again."

"Crown Prince, why are you doing this? It's just an unborn child. You have five or six women in the East Palace and the backyard. When you ascend the throne, you will have three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines. What's more, the Crown Princess is still so young. Without Chu Xia, are you afraid that she won't be able to have children?"

"No, no, it's Chu Xia, it's Chu Xia who can't give birth to a son for me!" The prince drunkenly grabbed the emperor's hand, looking unconscious, "Father, that day, that day in the palace, when I heard that Chu Xia was pregnant, I even thought of a name and the name of the country..."

I couldn’t hear what the prince said next, and he just lay on the table without any response.

The emperor felt very sad when he looked at his most beloved child, but what surprised him was that the prince was so deeply in love with Chu Xia, and it was probably not just a matter of one or two days.

When the emperor turned around, he saw the Crown Princess standing at the door. He didn't know when she came or whether she heard what the Crown Prince had just said.

"Father." The Crown Princess saluted with a calm expression.

"Well, you should clean him up quickly and let him come to see me after he wakes up." The emperor left after saying this without asking about Chuxia's situation.

The Crown Princess stood there for a long time before ordering someone to carry the Crown Prince to the bed.

*

When some are sad, others are happy. Ever since Chu Jian agreed to give birth to a young prince, Jing Muyang in the Zhan Palace has been very enthusiastic about having a baby. Taking advantage of the New Year holiday, he and Chu Jian have been spending day and night in the room together and have not left, as if they were newly married again.

Chu Jian explained to him that excessive sexual desire would seriously affect the quality of the seeds. He even shamelessly said that since Mr. Fang Lin had set the date for taking the medicine on the fifth day of the first lunar month, there was no need to worry about conception before the fifth day, and he could enjoy it as much as he wanted...

When I first saw this fallacy, I was unable to refute it, and it was useless to refute it.

Jing Muyang pestered her every day. It was useless for her to be angry or cry. She couldn't beat him, hide from him, or escape from him. She was abused every night until the early morning.

It wasn't until the fifth day that things started to calm down.

But it only restrained a little.

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