"Fufeng, tell me, are the flesh and blood she is carrying mine?" Yu Beiming asked him, staring at him intently.
"This..." Liu Fufeng did not expect that he would ask this again, and was not prepared for the moment. However, he was a cold-faced man and certainly had good self-control, so he asked, "Why do you ask that?"
Yu Beiming found that there was no problem on his face and said: "I think she is hiding something from me and is always evasive and refuses to answer my questions."
Weak Liu Fufeng said: "It shouldn't be possible. The child the princess is pregnant with is not the one you had... Well, there is some." He said somewhat impressively.
Yu Beiming suddenly looked at him: "You really know everything I do."
"You came right after I left that day." Xiaoliu Fufeng shrugged. It was just a coincidence.
"Have you ever gone to find her?" Yu Beiming asked him, slightly narrowing his dark eyes. Why didn't he know?
Weak Liu Fufeng nodded: "I have been the doctor for the princess since she was pregnant." This is what it should be.
"...You really didn't lie to me?" Yu Beiming asked after being silent for a long time.
"...Of course, that's not the crown prince, but the prince," Liu Liu Fufeng said calmly.
Yu Beiming lowered his eyes and nodded slowly, then stood up: "I hope what you said is true and don't lie to me again. You know, it feels uncomfortable to be lied to." Then he left.
Liu Fufeng looked at his leaving figure and murmured: "Mo Qinghuan, if I help you like this, you will eventually give Beiming an explanation, right?"
It turned out in the end that Mo Xiaohuan didn't even have an explanation, because she...
There are people coming and going on the street, not too many people
A luxurious carriage stopped not far from Prince Ling's Mansion. After it stopped there, it didn't move again. No one got off the carriage. It just stayed there quietly, as if it was waiting for someone.
"emperor……"
"Shut up, I want to stay here, you get out!" Yu Beixian's impatient voice came from the car curtain.
"Yes." The people outside the carriage quietly sat back in front of the carriage and waited. Their eyes glanced at the door of Prince Ling's Mansion intentionally or unintentionally.
Yu Beixian finally couldn't help it. He wanted to come and see Mo Xiaohuan, but she was now Yu Beiming's and no longer his Qing concubine. Although in fact she still was, in name she had changed.
Return to the Ling Princess
Yu Beixian regretted that he had not asked the imperial doctor to take Mo Xiaohuan's pulse in advance, otherwise the situation would not have been like this today. This situation made him regretful and embarrassed.
Those are his bones and blood, why should they be given to others to raise? Moreover, the child has some relationship with Qing Huan. They both look exactly the same. It is equivalent to the child Qing Huan gave birth to him. That is the child Qing Huan gave birth to him.
No matter what, he will take it back!
Yu Beixian closed his eyes and calmed his mind
These days, he could not sleep at night, and all that came to his mind was the child in Mo Xiaohuan's belly. He had not touched the child once, but Yu Beiming touched it first.
Yu Beixian's mood at the moment was complicated, even more so since he found out that Mo Xiaohuan was pregnant with his child.
Fuyao Hall
Mo Xiaohuan looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe that her formerly rosy face had turned so pale, like a piece of white paper, without any energy at all. It was so ugly!
Mo Xiaohuan looked at the rouge and gouache underneath her glasses. She didn't know how to apply these, so she said, "Xiao Tao!"
Xiao Tao came over in response. She was still arranging Mo Xiaohuan's clothes. She walked to Mo Xiaohuan's side and said, "Miss, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"