Mo Xiaohuan was covered in cold sweat from the pain. She curled up her body, but she still couldn't stop the warm blood from gushing out from under her body.
It feels like something is gradually passing out of my body
Yu Beiming was waiting anxiously outside the palace like a trapped animal. At the entrance of Fuyao Palace, the attendants did not dare to come out.
"Your Majesty..." An imperial doctor and two women ran out of the palace and knelt down.
Yu Beiming's eyes were red: "If we can't save her, you will all die!"
The smell of blood permeates the inner sanctum
Mo Xiaohuan's fingers tightly grasped the sheets under her body, and every breath caused pain in her body.
However, what was less painful than her body was her heart
Her vision began to blur, but the blood under her body still remained, as if it was about to drain away.
The stable women were so frightened that they quickly shouted: "Princess, princess!"
Mo Xiaohuan bit her lips and tried not to make any painful sounds, but her tears still fell.
Finally, a mournful cry sounded outside Fuyao Hall.
Yu Beiming's heart was severely shaken by this sound, and he rushed into Fuyao Hall regardless of dissuasion.
A strong smell of blood hit his face, and the scene inside the curtain almost made Yu Beiming freeze in place.
Mo Xiaohuan lay weakly, the mattress under her body was soaked with blood.
Her face was gray, her lips had been bitten, sweat and tears mixed with her hair, and she looked extremely haggard.
"Qing Huan..."
Yu Beiming strode towards the inner hall. An imperial doctor quickly stopped him, "Your Majesty, you can't come in. You..."
"What happened to the princess!"
Mo Xiaohuan's look made his chest suffocate. He was really worried that she would fall asleep like this forever.
"Princess, the princess is already weak, her pulse is very messy, she seems to have been poisoned..."
"What!" Yu Beiming was excited and picked up the doctor.
The sharp aura on his body seemed to be able to stun everyone in the hall.
Could it be that the toxicity of the slippery crab caused Qing Huan's premature birth?
It is unlikely that Fufeng would focus on detoxifying Mo Xiaohuan
Regret is like a dull sword, cutting into Yu Beiming's chest one by one.
"Yan Li, please inform Mr. Fufeng to return home immediately."
Hua Chi's poison test failed, and Liu Fufeng had to go out to find some poisons and herbs himself.
And now, Yu Beiming urgently needs him to come back to help find out what the poison is.
After a heartbreaking cry in the inner hall, everything suddenly fell silent
Yu Beiming's heart suddenly sank!
No! Nothing can happen to her!
She must not die like this!
A Wen woman stumbled out and looked out. When she saw Yu Beiming, her legs were so frightened that her legs weakened: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, your concubine just, just gave birth..."
There seemed to be some buzzing in Yu Beiming's ears, and he walked towards the inner hall uncontrollably.
Mo Xiaohuan had passed out and her breathing was extremely weak.
Her face was bloodless and faintly tinged with green sweat. Her hair had been wetted with sweat, and a few strands of hair stuck to her plump forehead.
Yu Beiming stretched out his hand and gently stroked her forehead.
The baby crib nearby was covered with a layer of white cloth. Now the white cloth was stained red with blood.
An imperial doctor carefully reported: "Your Majesty, it is... a male fetus..."
Yu Beiming stared at the bulge covered by the cloth, and his temples almost burst with pain.
"Bury him well" he didn't know how he said it, his eyes were red.
The next night, the dusk was deep and Mo Xiaohuan still didn't wake up