Speaking of the word "bit", Queen Qingluan suddenly had a violent convulsion all over her body, and blood gushed out from her lower body. She fell to the bed with the baby in her arms. Her body stiffened instantly, and the baby immediately slipped from her hand.
"Empress!" Qing'er turned to look at the blood between her legs. By the time she turned around to rescue the little prince, it was already a step too late.
With a plop, the baby, wrapped only in a thin layer of red cloth, fell dullly to the ground and burst into tears.
"Little prince!" Qing'er hurriedly picked up the little baby on the ground and looked at it carefully with a worried look on her face. However, she saw that the little prince's face quickly turned green, and soon foam overflowed from his mouth. Qing'er was shocked and turned pale.
He screamed, "Quick, save the little prince!"
When several imperial doctors chased after him from behind the bead curtain, the little prince's cries had quickly subsided. By the time one of the imperial doctors grabbed his little hand, the little baby, who had just landed on the ground for only a moment, had already lost his voice.
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Speaking of which, it is pitiful that this little baby was not even born yet.
If Queen Qingluan had not deliberately pushed Tianci, or he would not have been born early at only eight months old, Queen Qingluan would not have been born early due to heavy bleeding, or would not have died of a massive hemorrhage, and the little prince might not have died.
You will only have such a short life.
Queen Qingluan originally wanted to harm others, but ended up harming others instead of harming herself.
This is probably fate!
Qing Zino strode in from outside, and all he saw was his dead daughter, the stillborn baby boy, and Qing'er who cried so much that she fainted.
Looking at his most cherished daughter and only grandson, the old prime minister was so furious that he suddenly spurted blood from his mouth and fell to the ground. The imperial doctors rushed over in a hurry, pressing the philtrum and pricking golden needles for diagnosis and treatment.
Outside the window, the sun is rising.
On the top of the Purple Star Temple, a gray figure fell lightly like a gray crane, and was quickly discovered by His Highness's crowd.
The men around him reminded him. Qi Lu immediately turned to look at the man on the roof. He saw that the man was dressed in gray and was about fifty years old. He didn't recognize him. He shouted coldly, "How dare you, who are you? You dare to break into the Purple Star Temple without permission?"
Someone, shoot him down for me!"
He gave the order, and all the forest guards immediately got the order, cocked their arrows, and shot towards the man in gray clothes on the ridge of the roof.
A cold look flashed in the eyes of the man in gray, and he raised his right hand lightly. Under the sun, one of his palms actually shone like gold.