"Miss, the prince knows that you are pregnant." Xiaohuan looked at Murong Jingwan worriedly. She felt Xuan Ningxuan's anger. She was afraid that her prince would be harmful to the fetus in Murong Jingwan's belly.
"Xiaohuan, please send the doctor out." Murong Jingwan said lightly. Xuan Ningxuan's appearance just now made her feel a little worried.
Xuan Ningxuan returned to Murong Jingshu's villa with an angry face.
As soon as Murong Jingshu saw Xuan Ningxuan, she immediately greeted him.
"Your Majesty, your clothes are wet. Jingshu will help you change into clean clothes." Murong Jingshu said as she took out Xuan Ningxuan's clothes from the cabinet.
"Your sister is pregnant." Xuan Ningxuan thought about it for a long time and finally decided to tell Murong Jingshu.
The hand that helped Xuan Ningxuan change clothes paused for a moment. Murong Jingshu concealed the hatred in her eyes so well that Xuan Ningxuan didn't notice the slightest clue.
"Jingwan is pregnant, I'm very happy for her." Even though she suppressed her emotions, Murong Jingshu's voice was still full of bitterness.
"She is more than three months pregnant." Xuan Ningxuan grabbed Murong Jingshu's hand and said seriously.
"Jingwan is the royal concubine, and she should be happy to be pregnant with her eldest son. But today we told the emperor that the child in my belly is the eldest son. If the emperor knew that Jingwan was more than three months pregnant, would he think that Jing Shu was deceiving the emperor?
." Murong Jingshu said dullly, but her words were full of mystery.
Xuan Ningxuan was startled, how could he forget what he had said to his father. If he wanted to save Murong Jingshu and the child in her belly, he had to sacrifice the child in Murong Jingwan's belly.
"I know what to do." Xuan Ningxuan felt bitter in his heart, after all, that person was also his own flesh and blood.
"Your Highness, you can't. Jingshu would rather be executed by the Emperor than poison her child with His own hands." Murong Jingshu pushed Xuan Ningxuan away, straightened up and knelt in front of Xuan Ningxuan.
Murong Jingshu's consolation made Xuan Ningxuan more determined in his approach. The woman in front of him was obtained with great difficulty, and he would cherish it.
"Jingshu, get up quickly, I have already decided." Xuan Ningxuan helped Murong Jingshu up, his expression unyielding.
Murong Jingshu sobbed quietly in Xuan Ningxuan's arms, but she was laughing in her heart. Only she could give birth to Xuan Ningxuan's eldest son, and she, Murong Jingwan, was not worthy.
