He seemed to be silent, just hugged the child's cold body. After it came to this world, it neither cried nor laughed, and didn't even open its eyes to see him, and just died. He even died.
I could see that the child's small face and neat facial features were so cool. It didn't look like its mother at all, but just like itself.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
He woke up like a dream and cried loudly.
As soon as he loosened his hand, the child almost fell to the ground. The midwife hurriedly took it, hugged it and then left.
The consciousness became completely confused, and she turned around and rushed into the room. Her heart was completely broken. The child was dead. Will she die, her little thing, too?
No, how can she die? How can she?
"Fangfei,Fangfei...Fangfei..."
The imperial doctor wiped his head full of sweat and lowered his head, "The Empress has lost too much blood, but she has been controlled and has no life yet..."
His voice trembled: "Are you escaped? Will you not die? Will you never die again?"
"I can't guarantee...will spend it safely, it depends on whether she can wake up tomorrow morning."
He was hysterical: "What the hell are you doing? Idiots, trash... why don't you do your best?"
Everyone was trembling: "I have done my best..."
"Get out, get out of here..."
Everyone was ashamed of amnesty and left.
"Stop and observe Feng Zhaoyi's situation at any time. If there is a big deal, I will definitely not spare you... You have killed my son, and you still want to kill Feng Zhaoyi?"
Everyone was in a dilemma, and could only stand at the door, standing with their hands down, before they understood that being with the king was like being with a tiger. This was true. It is not rare for women to have difficulty giving birth, especially Feng Zhaoyi's birth, which was congenital inadequate and was also affected.
It would be strange if you can get pregnant if you stimulate and faint and premature birth. This night, everyone was doing their best from beginning to end, and no one dared to relax at all.