Chapter 103 Chapter 103: Pregnancy His confusion and weakness are...
In the consulting room of the First Hospital.
Hedis sat opposite the doctor, his neatly-fitted military uniform still in place, but his face was a little pale, with lingering traces of cold sweat on his forehead.
Her short silver-gray hair was slightly messy, and there was a rare hint of confusion in her eyes.
The doctor sat behind his desk, holding a test report in his hand, looking very serious and earnest.
He reached out and pushed his glasses up on his nose, looking directly at Hades, his tone filled with a seriousness that could not be ignored:
"Your Highness, congratulations, you are pregnant."
Hades' pupils shrank slightly, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the armrests of the chair.
A hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse: "What?"
The doctor repeated it patiently, with a hint of gentleness in his tone:
"You've been pregnant for a short time, so the eggs are a little unstable."
"Have you ever had a period of emotional upheaval? Perhaps your emotional fluctuations affected the insect eggs, causing the severe pain reaction."
Hades's expression was still a bit dazed, as if he hadn't fully digested the news. His fingers trembled slightly, and his mind was in a state of confusion.
Pregnant?
The word seemed strange and distant to him, even a little unreal.
His gaze slowly moved down to his abdomen, which was still flat and there was nothing unusual about it.
However, right there, a small life is quietly gestating.
His fingers unconsciously touched his abdomen, and a faint warmth came from his fingertips, as if reminding him of the truth of this fact.
"She's actually pregnant..."
Hades repeated the doctor's words in a low voice, and Ian's figure involuntarily appeared in his mind.
In fact, the higher the level of the female insect, the harder it is for her to get pregnant. It is very likely that an S-level female insect will not be able to get pregnant for ten years.
But Hades and Ian had only been married for about two months, and they already had a bug egg.
Seeing that Hades remained silent, the doctor continued:
"Your Highness, you need to rest well and maintain your emotional stability. The insect egg is not stable yet. I recommend that you minimize strenuous activities and come to the hospital for regular checkups."
"Of course, if conditions permit, I hope you and your male master can reach an agreement in bed, multiple times, and be gentle."
Hades nodded after a while: "...I understand."
He stood up, his movements a little slowly, as if he had not yet fully recovered from the shock.
Her fingers were still gently caressing her abdomen, and there was a rare softness in her eyes.
Walking out of the clinic, Hades' steps were a little heavy.
The doctor's words kept echoing in his mind, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He had never thought that he would welcome a new life under such circumstances.
Hedis stood in the hospital corridor and looked out the window.
The sunlight shines through the glass onto the ground, casting a warm light and shadow.
Hades' silver-gray eyes narrowed slightly, and the mist in his eyes dissipated a little, replaced by an indescribable tenderness.
"Hero..."
Hades murmured in a low voice, almost inaudible.
"sorry."
He whispered an apology into the empty air.
This little bug dropped another heavy bomb on their already precarious marriage.
It almost shattered all of Hades's calmness and rationality.
What should I do now?
Should I tell Ian about this?
If I tell Ian, will he be happy or disgusted?
When will Ian regain his memory? What should be done with this insect egg? What should be done with this little life?
Without the irrigation of male insects, the eggs cannot grow healthily...
What should I do...what should I do...
The development of the catalepsy drug is nearing completion...
Ian will soon have the opportunity to end this marriage...
what to do……
Hedis walked out of the hospital in a state of confusion, his steps hurried and messy.
His mind was in chaos, and all kinds of thoughts came flooding out, like invisible hammers, hitting his heart again and again.
With his feet moving quickly, Hades boarded the aircraft at almost the fastest speed. His fingers quickly entered the destination on the control panel, and then the aircraft suddenly took off and sped towards home.
The scenery outside the window blurred into a blur of light and shadow, but Hades had no time to pay attention.
His fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white from the effort, and he switched on autopilot.
Hedis also knew that his current condition was not very stable and autonomous driving was the best option.
At least there won't be any accidents.
The aircraft finally stopped at the door of the house. Hades almost rushed out of the driver's seat and walked quickly into the house.
The footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, sounding particularly hurried.
He rushed straight into the bedroom and opened the wardrobe with trembling fingers. Inside was a row of male insect clothes neatly hung - those were Ian's clothes.
Ian actually likes tidiness very much in his daily life. All his clothes must be hung neatly and sorted into categories.
Soft cotton fabrics are placed in a cupboard.
If it's messed up...it will definitely be noticed.
Will Ian be angry?
There was a hint of hesitation in Hades' eyes, but he couldn't resist his instinct.
——He was really uneasy.
At this moment, his desire and love for the male insect were infinitely magnified. He was like a fish out of water, almost anxious to the point of being unable to breathe.
I want Ian's pheromones...
I really want...
I want Ian to be by my side... I want the smell and warmth of Ian...
Hades stood in front of the wardrobe, his fingers rummaging eagerly, pulling Ian's clothes off the hangers one by one.
It seemed that only in this way could he find a sense of security.
He held the clothes in his arms, the soft fabric pressed against his chest, with a faint fragrance.
Hades quickly spread the clothes on the bed, piling them up into a soft nest. His movements were almost rough, yet filled with a kind of careful cherishment.
Then, he took off his military uniform without hesitation, and the pieces of uniform fell to the ground one by one, making slight noises.
Finally, he untied his shoes and socks, revealing his strong body.
On the flat belly, the beautiful abdominal muscles are clearly defined, but no curves can be seen for the time being.
After doing everything.
Hades buried himself in the "nest" built with clothes.
His body was curled up in the pile of clothes, his cheek pressed against the soft fabric, and the familiar scent of male insects lingered at the tip of his nose.
That was Ian's scent, cool and steady, with a hint of fragrance.
Hades's breathing gradually calmed down, as if those clothes had become his only support. His fingers unconsciously grasped a shirt, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to hold on to something, but was unable to do so.
"Hero..."
He murmured in a low voice, his voice hoarse and trembling, filled with an indescribable longing.
His fingers clenched his shirt tightly, as if he could grasp Ian himself, the figure that made him so upset.
Insect eggs...
child……
At this moment, a faint throbbing came from his abdomen, as if reminding him of the little life that was being nurtured.
Hades' fingers gently stroked his abdomen, and a faint warmth came from his fingertips.
There was a flicker of tenderness in Hades' eyes, but it was obscured by the overwhelming confusion.
"My Lord, what should I do..."
His voice was almost inaudible, and his body curled up tighter as he spoke.
The scent of male insects and pheromones lingering at the tip of his nose were like a tranquilizer, relaxing Hades's tense nerves a little.
He lay quietly in this "nest" made of Ian's clothes, his silver-gray eyes still open blankly, staring blankly at the empty wardrobe.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the bedroom was so quiet that only the sound of Hades's light breathing could be heard.
The night outside the window grew darker, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the floor, casting a soft light and shadow.
Hades was very quiet and motionless, as if he had become one with this "nest".
About half an hour later, Hades suddenly moved.
As if coming back to consciousness from some trance.
Hades slowly raised his hand and glanced at the time on his wrist.
——He knew that Ian was almost done with dinner.
——Now, he must leave this "nest" that gives him a sense of security, return to the cold air, and tidy up this place.
Hades' movements were a little slow, as if he was struggling to wake up from a dream.
He stood up slowly, his fingers still tightly gripping the shirt, as if he was reluctant to let go.
Glancing at the pile of messy clothes on the bed, Hades' eyes revealed a hint of reluctance.
He bent down and began to pick up the clothes one by one and put them into the laundry basket.
Ian's clothes had been soiled by him and all needed to be washed again.
Wash and dry.
When the last piece of clothing was dealt with, Hades stood by the bed, his eyes sweeping across the tidy room, as if nothing had happened.
Hades is the Grand Prince of the Empire, Ian's queen, and the father of this insect egg. He cannot be weak and cannot hesitate.
His confusion and weakness are not allowed.
It shouldn't happen.
It must be strangled.
Hedis stood in front of the wardrobe, his fingers gently stroking each piece of clothing, his movements skillful and meticulous.
He knew Ian's clothes so well that he could sort them and put them back in their original places with his eyes closed.
Ian looks very cool and refined, but in fact he has very casual requirements for the quality of life. To Ian, there is no difference between wearing clothes worth dozens of star coins and wearing clothes worth tens of thousands of star coins. He doesn't care.
So many of the clothes in Ian's closet were specially selected by Hedis and then put into Ian's wardrobe.
——Secret flattery and possessiveness.
Shirts, coats, pants, each one was hung up carefully by him, as if it were a precious treasure.
When he hung up the last piece of clothing, his fingers paused slightly on the hanger, lingering on the last bit of warmth.
He glanced at the neat wardrobe and confirmed that everything had been restored to its original state before he gently closed the wardrobe door.
Just then, a slight sound suddenly came from downstairs.
The sound of the door lock being turned could be clearly heard, followed by the sound of the door opening.
Hades' body stiffened slightly.
——Ian is back.
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