Chapter 1050

He told her to shut up

Why did he ask her to shut up, why didn't he listen to her more, why didn't she have a chance to chatter in front of him, why didn't he want to look at her more?

She almost lost her life in order to give birth to her son. Why can't he treat her better?

She couldn't help but cover her heart. Suddenly, it was as if she had been held tightly by a big hand. The pain made her gasp.

It hurts. Why is it so hard

All the people in the bedroom were talking about it. Her words, which were not familiar with the world, directly touched the pain points of those self righteous immortals.

"God, I can't keep this girl!" The voice sounded again.

The emperor's old face was calm and took a deep breath. Looking at the man, he said, "you see, she is not afraid of provoking a war between the two worlds. She can't keep it..."

The man drooped his eyebrows and eyes, opened his lips lightly, and still spat out the sentence: "come, please come to Emei Mountain."

She looked at him with tears in her eyes and watched him for three seconds. She did not know that he was really heartless until two fairies came to her bedside.

Years of company, every night, every night, he also held her in the heart of the hand, but now there is no emotion.

The fairy went to her couch and reached for the baby in her arms. She suddenly raised her hand and pushed away the fairy's hand. Her voice was fierce: "don't come here! No one is allowed to come here! "

Never see her child, she is reluctant, really reluctant.

The fairies were at a loss for her. They just looked at the man and said, "God, I dare not touch my wife. Please Do it yourself. "

The man's closed eyes slowly opened and looked at her in the bed.

Everyone was looking at him. It was impossible not to explain the abortion. A moment later, he raised his feet and walked slowly to the bed.

Like a frightened fawn, she hugged the baby in her arms and kept shrinking back, "no, don't come here..."

She was afraid of him, always, from the day they got married.

Step by step, he finally came to the bedside, bent down and stretched out his hand to him, "be obedient, give me the baby."

"No, no..." She shook her head and looked in horror.

He seemed to have lost his patience. His eyebrows were suddenly frowning, and his tone was also more severe: "give him to me!"

"Husband..."

He was stunned with a cold look.

"Husband..." The tears in her eyes reflected the dots, the tip of her nose was red, and her soft and hoarse voice could not help calling him, "my husband, my husband, don't be so good, don't let me separate from my children, I can't bear you, I really can't bear..."

She looked at him, humble and pitiful attitude, hoarse voice can not help begging: "you say I was wrong, I was wrong, I know wrong..."

His frozen hand gradually clenched in mid air, and his drooping head made people unable to see clearly. All he knew was that the back of his hand was green, and even his whole arm was shaking.

She couldn't help calling out affectionately: "husband..."

"Give him to me!" He raised his head abruptly, snatched the child from her arms and turned sharply.

She was startled, and then a tearing voice came out of her chest: "no! You are not allowed to take him! Give him back to me! Give me my child back - "

he didn't turn around, holding the child in one hand, and the other hand hanging on his side clenched into a fist until it trembled.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from behind.

"Madame? Madame, it's in its original shape! "