Looking at Murong Qian who was lying down, her face was lifeless. She felt like she was sleeping, but she also seemed to have left.
Xuanyuan Yiche picked up her hand, put two fingers on Murong Qian's wrist, frowned slightly, and asked the people in Yixin Palace:
"When did she have a miscarriage?"
Mo Jingyang never thought that Xuanyuan Yiche would ask this, so she didn't know how to tell him.
"Eight days ago!"
At this time, Nangong Jin's voice came. He was originally approving the memorial in the imperial study, but he saw Ye and Mei coming back, and Ye told him that Xuanyuan Yiche was here.
He hurried over in a hurry. As soon as he arrived at Yixin Hall, he heard Xuanyuan Yiche asking them these things.
He answered himself before he entered the door. No one knew what happened that day better than him, but it was also something he didn't want to think about.
"You guys stand down first!"
Nangong Jin looked at the room full of people and frowned a little. What Xiao Qian needed now was to rest.
When everyone saw that Nangong Jin seemed to have something to say but didn't dare to say it, they retreated. Only Nangong Jin, Xuanyuan Yiche and Murong Qian, who was still unconscious, were left in the hall.
For a moment, there was a lot of silence in the whole room.
"Do you know that this coma will prevent her from having children?"
After a while, Xuanyuan Yiche's voice sounded in the silence.
Nangong Jin looked at him in surprise, why?
"Why?"
Nangong Jin asked Xuanyuan Yiche in a trembling voice. Xuanyuan Yiche also understood that Nangong Jin would not accept it if he knew these things.
"She had a cold a few days after her miscarriage!"
Xuanyuan Yiche looked at Murong Qian instead of Nangong Jin. Why did he feel that Murong Qian's soul was about to leave this body?
Because her pulse has been unstable and comes and goes. Didn't the imperial doctor detect this?
"Yes, after the cold got better, I happened to meet Concubine Liu and me... so I fell down the stairs."
Nangong Jin recalled what happened that day, and his heart still ached.
In eight days, the good Murong Qian was completely thrown into hell. He suddenly felt that he was really not qualified to have her.
"I want to help her with acupuncture, but I need your help, and you have to be mentally prepared, she may never wake up!"
Xuanyuan Yiche knew Nangong Jin's endurance, but in front of his beloved, all men would be vulnerable, including emperors.
Nangong Jin nodded, as long as there was a chance now, he didn't want to miss it, because he just wanted Murong Qian to get better.
Seeing Nangong Jin nodding with struggle, Xuanyuan Yiche said nothing more and signaled Nangong Jin to help Murong Qian up and give her some encouragement.
Seeing Xuanyuan Yiche's needle getting closer to Murong Qian's head step by step, Nangong Jin also closed his eyes slightly and began to inject Qi into Murong Qian seriously.
When Murong Qian was sleeping, she saw her mother and father, but beside her father was herself and a man.
He sat in the driver's seat, then looked at himself and smiled, his smile was very sweet.
Mom and dad were also very happy, and then they drove to the Civil Certificate Bureau!
Civil Certificate Bureau?
Who wants to get married?
In the car, I said something unknown to my parents, and then my mother patted my head lovingly.
Dad also spoke to the man in front of him very kindly, just like he did to Jiang Tian before.