After the hidden marriage, the imperial commander wanted to have a baby every night

Chapter 249 You are dead, what should I do?
After speaking, Mu Yunlie entered the house and locked the door behind him.

Leaning weakly behind the door, he slowly sat on the ground and hugged his head.

Invisibly, there seemed to be a devil's claws grabbing his head fiercely, causing him a splitting headache.

The heart also seemed to be being eaten by countless ants.

In the agony, Mu Yunlie felt uncontrollable panic rising in his heart, and his whole body shrank.

After a while, he looked up.

The eyes became as clear as a child, covered with a layer of mist, and it seemed that tears would seep at any moment.

At this moment, the first person that comes to mind in his mind is Yan Qianyi.

He got up and wanted to find her, but just as he held the doorknob, he suddenly paused.

Her indifferent appearance today and the words she said flashed through her mind.

He let go of the cold doorknob, took two steps back, turned around and went to the dressing room, got into the closet, and curled up into the corner with his knees in his arms.

The closed environment finally allowed him to find a little sense of security.

Who would have thought that the decisive commander in the eyes of outsiders, the god of war who terrified the enemy, would look like a fragile and lonely child at this moment.

He stared intently at the bracelet on his wrist.

In his heart, he was eager to hear the voice that could make him feel at ease.

Suddenly, he bit his little arm tightly.

He squeezed hard until bright red blood flowed from his arm, but he didn't let go.

Every time the poison occurs, the poison will affect Mu Yunlie's consciousness and cognition, making him lose his sense of security like a child, full of rejection and panic about everything around him.

But even children can be extremely stubborn and self-willed.

Finally, the unbearable pain made Mu Yunlie fall asleep in the closet.

For the next two days, Yan Qianyi devoted herself to treating Mrs. Yan. Whenever she had time, she would give medicine to Andaier or do research on fertility.

She kept herself busy, so she stopped worrying about her relationship with Mu Yunlie.

On this day, Yan Qianyi was busy in the laboratory until 11:30 in the evening before dragging her tired body into the bathroom.

In the previous few nights, she was busy until one or two o'clock in the morning, and she would go back to her room to rest when she was too tired.

But she was going back to school tomorrow, and she was going to attack Yan Shi, so she had to keep her spirits up.

When she came out of the bathroom, Yan Qianyi was only wrapped in a towel.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a figure sitting on the sofa.

There was only one night light turned on in the bedroom, and the light was dim, making it difficult to see clearly.

But she knew it was Mu Yunlie.

This villa has a security defense system, strangers cannot easily enter, and there will be alarms.

Don't think about it, Xue Ma must have opened the door for Mu Yunlie.

She turned on the lights in the house.

As expected, the person sitting on the sofa was none other than Mu Yunlie.

He lowered his head, and the broken hair hanging on his forehead blocked his eyebrows and eyes, and only the lower half of his sharp-edged face could be seen.

"I... I'm going to change my clothes first."

Yan Qianyi turned around and went to the dressing room, and changed into a set of home clothes with long sleeves and trousers.

When he came back, he saw that Mu Yunlie was still sitting there, still in the same posture as before, and he didn't look up at her.

She hesitated for a while, and walked forward, only to realize that his face was covered with cold sweat, his face was also extremely pale, and the air pressure in his body was very low.

Yan Qianyi wanted to give him a pulse, but he avoided his hand, took out a black leather package from behind and handed it to her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your silver needle is ready."

Yan Qianyi said: "You don't need to send it yourself."

A sneer appeared on Mu Yunlie's pale lips, "Don't worry, I won't pester you any more."

After speaking, he put down the silver needle and got up to leave.

Yan Qianyi grabbed his cold hand, "I...I didn't mean that."

Mu Yunlie looked up at her, his eyes were reddish, as if he had stayed up all night and cried.

Looking at his haggard appearance, Yan Qianyi felt a sudden twitch in her heart.

Mu Yunlie's pale thin lips moved, and his voice was hoarse: "What does that mean?"

"I... just don't want to trouble you."

She really didn't want to bother him with anything, lest he say that she crossed the river and demolished the bridge.

"No trouble, this is something I promised you." Mu Yunlie said coldly, pulling out her hand.

Yan Qianyi stopped him, "Since the silver needle is ready, I'll give you the needle."

"No need." He continued to walk out.

She frowned, and rushed forward to block his way, "It's what I promised you to detoxify you! You're going to have an attack now, if you let the poison spread deep, you will die, do you know that?"

Mu Yunlie snorted coldly and looked at her coldly, "Do you care if I die?"

Yan Qianyi was startled, bit her lower lip and remained silent.

Since there is no good result between them, why bother to talk about it.

"Get out of the way." Mu Yunlie said coldly.

"Could you stop being too emotional?" Yan Qianyi said helplessly, "No matter what, your body comes first. Let me detoxify you, and we'll be clear."

Hearing this, Mu Yunlie's expression became even colder, "Are you in such a hurry to settle things with me?"

"..." Yan Qianyi was speechless, "This... this is not the point, the point is to remove the toxins from your body!"

Mu Yunlie walked around her with an expression that she didn't want to say more.

She looked at his back helplessly, and was about to step forward to knock him out, but she saw him suddenly stop and stretch out his hand to support the wall.

Then, he looked back at her with pitiful eyes and a little anger.

Looking at his eyes, Yan Qianyi's heart softened, knowing that the poison in his body had already exploded.

She stepped forward and coaxed gently: "Ah Lie, good boy, I won't leave tonight, my sister will give you an injection."

Mu Yunlie glanced at her, turned his head to the side angrily, and did not speak.

Yan Qianyi was about to be petrified by his actions, couldn't help but smiled, and tilted her head to look at him, "Why is our Ah Lie holding grudges so much?"

Mu Yunlie turned her head to the side again, but ignored her.

"Let's go, go in and get the needle." Yan Qianyi took his hand.

"No, you won't have a baby with me, and you will divorce me."

Yan Qianyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it seemed that he knew something about what happened when he was awake.

She coaxed patiently: "Let's get the disease cured first, and then talk about the divorce, okay?"

Mu Yunzheng turned her head to the side unhappily again, "If you are cured, you will divorce me, then I will die, let alone die, you don't like me anyway."

Yan Qianyi: "..."

Seeing that Mu Yunzheng refused to cooperate obediently, Yan Qianyi pondered for a while, and coaxed: "If you are cured, we will not get a divorce. If the cure is not cured, we will divorce. Otherwise, if you die, what should I do if you leave me alone? I don’t want to be a widow, it’s too miserable.”

Mu Yunzheng finally looked at her with ignorant and puzzled eyes, "Really? As long as I'm cured, you won't divorce me?"

(End of this chapter)