Chapter 67: It was hard to endure the bitterness, he could bear it, but what about the child? ...

Most pregnant men will let their belly grow bigger before it gets bigger, because if they wear tight clothes, they will feel constrained and have difficulty breathing.

Only in the later months when my belly was so big that I could hardly walk, I started to support it with my hands.

But in any case, do not bind your abdomen.

The reason is that it does more harm than good. Not only will the fetus in the womb not get a proper growth space, but the pregnant husband will also feel uncomfortable because of the strangulation.

Nausea, back pain and leg pain during pregnancy are already unbearable.

Putting a tight headband around the bulging belly will make both you and the fetus uncomfortable, which is simply asking for trouble.

Wen Zheliu knew that it was not good for the fetus, but the situation was different now. Once his identity was exposed, he would not be able to gain any benefits in either the Central Plains or Xiyue. He had no choice but to bind his abdomen.

"Okay, then I'll tie it tighter."

Xiaobai was an honest man. When he heard Zheliu say "so that others can't tell", he really strangled her to death.

He crossed the two ends of the cloth and pulled it tight with a "whoosh".

“Hmm!”

A stinging pain and tightness came from his lower abdomen. Wen Zheliu gripped the cushion beneath him tightly with his fingertips, squeezing so hard that white dots appeared on his fingertips.

It hurts, my stomach hurts!

This kind of suffocation coming from the outside world is quite different from the pain that usually surges inside.

Wen Zheliu had finally gotten used to resisting the nausea that attacked him from time to time, but he was beaten back step by step by the cloth straps and could hardly breathe.

"Release, loosen up."

He felt dizzy and didn't even have time to grab the blanket to cover his shivering body. He pointed at the cloth belt wrapped around his waist.

The cold, round eyes that had just kept strangers away were now filled with a pitiful scarlet.

After all, he followed Wen Zheliu for more than a month. He was seriously ill and had no medicine, was provoked, and was imprisoned in the deep palace. Despite all the hardships, Xiaobai had never seen him shed tears.

When he saw that the corners of Wen Zheliu's eyes suddenly turned red as soon as he wrapped the cloth around her, he was so scared that he let go.

"Sir, are you okay?"

It's not a pleasant feeling to have chains added to your limbs for no reason.

Not to mention covering up the slightly protruding belly?

Wen Zheliu felt severe pain, dizziness, and buzzing in his ears. He could only see Xiaobai's lips moving, but he could not hear what he said at all.

Just from Xiaobai's worried expression, I could roughly guess that he was concerned about his health.

Xiaobai watched from the side, tears falling down his face.

His poor young master was imprisoned by His Majesty in Changle Palace. When he was not feeling well, he had no doctor or medicine by his side. Even now, he was pregnant for ten months and could not be at peace.

Wait, when did you become pregnant?

Who is the child's mother?

It seems that the young master is only with the one from the Princess Mansion...

But the young master has the blood of the royal family of Xiyue flowing in his veins. He led troops to fight against Xiyue for several years and hated the people of Xiyue the most.

Aren't these two natural enemies?

Xiaobai was shocked by the conclusion he came to. He shuddered and didn't dare to think about it any further.

"noob."

He stood there in a daze, looking at his nose and thinking, not knowing what to do. After a while, Wen Zheliu, who had finally recovered, finally gave an order.

He thrust out his abdomen again: "Keep tying it."

"...Yes." Xiaobai didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. He used his hands to measure the approximate length on his waist and abdomen before putting on the belt to bind his abdomen.

“Hmm!”

Even though Xiaobai had shown mercy, the act of binding the abdomen still did not reduce the pain for the pregnant man much.

Not wanting to see his slightly protruding belly being restrained again, Wen Zheliu slowly closed his eyes and bit his lips tightly.

No one knew what sins this child had committed in his previous life that he chose to be reborn in his belly. Not only was he in poor health and unable to provide the necessary nutrients, but he also encountered trouble every three to five days.

Just now, he felt nauseous and couldn't eat for a long time, and now he had to tie up his stomach.

He can bear the bitterness, but what about the children?

If this action causes any misfortune to the originally good child, he will become a heinous sinner and fall into the abyss, from which there will be no recovery.

No way.

Once you leave the city, you'll have to ask a doctor to take a good look at you.

Nothing can happen to this child.

He used despicable means to force He Jiuyue to have the child. Originally, he wanted to make the father more famous through the son, but now he was begging her to forgive his actions for the sake of the child.

He took great pains to take care of her until March or April, not because he wanted her to die after a miscarriage.

The pain was like ice flowers on the window coffin, spreading continuously in his abdomen. Wen Zheliu never liked to show weakness, and there were soldiers walking back and forth outside. Only when he was in extreme pain did he let out a few groans from the corner of his mouth.

"Is that all right?"

The pain made tears come out at the corners of his eyes, and they shone faintly in the sunlight, like the vague mist spreading across the mountains, which even the unbridled and capricious wind was reluctant to blow away.

"That's it!" Xiaobai tied a knot and let go.

If Xiaobai hadn't been worried about being discovered, he wouldn't even have dared to tie up Wen Zheliu's belly.

The young master is sensitive to physical contact. If he is accidentally touched by him, he will feel so disgusted that he won't speak for a long time. It must be very uncomfortable to be restrained by the cloth belt.

Finally, the task was completed, and Wen Zheliu instinctively wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

But the breath that was about to be inhaled into the chest was blocked by the rock-hard cloth belt, so he could not inhale more and could only exhale. The breath that was held in his heart had nowhere to go.

"Sir," Dugu Qiu called him from outside, "Is it done?"

Wen Zheliu tried to exhale carefully and picked up the coat he had just taken off on the couch.

"……Enter."

The ending of his voice was still trembling, like an arrow just shot from a bow, still carrying the force of its flight.

"Sir, this is the pill that changes your appearance."

Dugu Qiu held the pitch-black pill in his hands and presented it respectfully: "I have already arranged the rest. You only need to pass through the city gate as usual."

Wen Zheliu endured the sourness in his throat and swallowed the pill with warm water.

"How was it arranged?"

Dugu Qiu whispered in his ear.

The smell of willows being cut was almost inaudible. I moved away and lowered my eyes.

So that’s how it is. It’s indeed a good idea.

He could have escaped, but he had to sacrifice a man and a good horse.

As the pills were taken, her beautiful face gradually changed. Wen Zheliu went from being a fairy picked out of thousands to an ordinary person who would disappear in a crowd. Her eyelashes, which had grown from long to short, trembled slightly. "Well, let's do it."

A strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing the pine snow accumulated on the ground to the horizon. Teams of people lined up in long queues at the city gate in order of priority.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate checked the list one by one.

"Hmm? There's another person in the carriage? Then let that person get off!"

It was the Spring Festival, and there were many people leaving and entering the city. The officers and soldiers guarding the city were also eager to finish their shift quickly so that they could return home and reunite with their families.

They were so angry that they were thinking of just picking someone who looked similar to deal with the matter.

When he heard that there was someone else in the carriage, his eyes lit up.

Knowing that they were going to investigate, this group of people still hid the people in the carriage. There must be something fishy going on!

A veiled man slowly descended from the carriage.

The reviewing officers and soldiers looked at the portrait, then looked at the man with a slightly bulging belly, and shouted loudly.

"It's him, catch him!"

The masked man shuddered, and in fear, he grabbed a horse that was not tied to the carriage and only had a saddle and reins, and galloped away, heading straight for the cliff outside the city.

"Chase, that person is Wen Zheliu!"

Dozens of officers and soldiers left. Dugu Qiu found the right moment, raised his whip, and lashed the horses pulling the carriage: "Gee!"

The commander defending the city shouted, "Close the gates! Close the gates! Stop any troops who haven't been inspected! No one will be allowed to pass through the gates until Wen Zheliu is captured!"

The officers and soldiers who stayed behind turned around and wanted to keep the others, but they were hit by a mouthful of dust raised by horse hooves and wheels.

Wen Zheliu walked straight towards the cliff, ignoring the noise behind him.

Whether it was a sudden impulse or deliberate, he picked a Ferghana horse that could travel thousands of miles a day, and he was also an excellent horseman, so he galloped away at full speed. For a moment, the local officers and soldiers were furious, but they still could not get close to him.

"There's a cliff ahead. Stop him quickly! The higher-ups have ordered us to capture him alive!"

The official who gave the order spoke quickly, but the action of breaking the willow branches could be heard even faster.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Zheliu jumped off the horse and, with the inertia of running forward, dived into the bottomless cliff like a fish into water.

Central Plains Imperial City, Changle Palace, late at night.

"Father, little brother."

He Jiuyue ordered Chen Jin to gather the men outside, holding a fire starter to light the path leading to Changle Palace, and groping his way to Changle Palace.

For fear of scaring the two people in the palace, she called out to Zhong Zian and He Liuyun before crawling out.

"Jiyue?" "Sister?"

Two men, one old and one young, came over with identical expectations on their faces. He Jiuyue looked at the two closest men, but she was thinking about other men besides them.

When she sneaked into the palace, she was just greedy for Zhe Liu's body and didn't even plan to take him away.

When Wen Zheliu heard this, he also stared at her with this kind of pitiful look.

The greater the hope a person has, the greater the disappointment he will be when things fail.

Even though Wen Zheliu humbled himself and begged him desperately, she still didn't even turn her head and abandoned him coldly. She, the only person who could save him from suffering, left. What was he thinking at that time?

"Take this path."

He Jiuyue had a thousand thoughts in his mind, but he didn't show it on his face. He just waved his finger at Zhong He and his son.

He Liuyun was terrified and crawled towards the tunnel with stiff hands and feet. After all, Zhong Zian had lived decades longer than him, so even after seeing such a critical situation, he would not be unable to ask a question.

"Jiyue, you..."

There was no time to lose, He Jiuyue had no time to explain at this moment.

"Father, this happened suddenly, and I didn't have time to explain to you. The most urgent thing is for you to take me away quickly. Climb to the end of the trail, and someone will be there to meet you. Stay at the Princess's Mansion and wait for my return."

Zhong Zian and He Liuyun left through the small path.

He Jiuyue's face was as gloomy as water, and he went straight to the Yangxin Palace.

Ever since Wen Zheliu disappeared without a trace, she sowed the seeds of suspicion on Emperor Jingming and has been planning to rescue her father and younger brother from Changle Palace and then settle the score with Emperor Jingming.

She knew that the current situation was unstable and the country could not be without a ruler for a day.

It can be seen that Zheliu's disappearance will be exposed sooner or later.

If Emperor Jingming were to discover this matter and take control of Zhong Zian and He Liuyun who were trapped in Changle Palace, she, He Jiuyue, would become a puppet at the mercy of Emperor Jingming.

On the contrary, if she rescued them in advance, she would be free and have the autonomy to play chess.

The Red Armor Army had received her orders and came from the outskirts of the capital to the city. They launched a surprise attack in the middle of the night, defeating the city defenders and putting the imperial city on "tight security."

Even flies and mosquitoes can't get in or out.

As the one who gave the order, He Jiuyue could not escape the charge of plotting to usurp the throne.

She had no way out.

No need to retreat anymore.