In Xuan Ningxuan's study, a maid rushed in in a panic, screamed and knelt on the ground and said: "Your Majesty, it's not good!"
Xuan Ningxuan slowly raised his head, with an indifferent expression and sharp eyes. Seeing the panic on the face of the little maid kneeling on the ground, he frowned and asked, "What on earth happened?"
The little maid was startled by Xuan Ningxuan. She knelt on the ground and trembled all over. She said timidly: "My lord, Murong's concubine has had a miscarriage!"
Xuan Ningxuan asked in a cold voice: "What did you say?" There was anger and heartache in his eyes, which made him lose all reason and his heart suddenly felt like it was being torn apart.
The little maid kept kowtowing and cried, "Murong's concubine has had a miscarriage!"
Xuan Ningxuan's figure couldn't help but swayed, and said sternly: "How did you serve me?" With a burst of anger in his heart, he rushed to Murong Jingshu's other courtyard without hesitation.
There were maids and doctors standing in the room, carefully serving Murong Jingshu. Seeing Xuan Ningxuan's arrival, they all knelt down in fear and did not dare to speak, for fear of accidentally offending Xuan Ningxuan and causing death.
.Xuan Ningxuan's cold eyes passed over the people kneeling on the ground, and he quickly walked into the inner hall. When he saw Murong Jingshu on the bed, his breathing suddenly stopped.
Murong Jingshu's dark hair was scattered around her shoulders, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, her face was full of tear stains, and there were still crystal teardrops hanging on her long eyelashes. Her face without a trace of blood, and her empty eyes made his
The hearts were clenched together fiercely.
Xuan Ningxuan quickly stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Murong Jingshu into his arms, held her hand and asked with pain: "Jingshu, you are so good, why did you have a miscarriage!"
Murong Jingshu's face was full of tears, her face was pale, and she choked several times, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry... our child... is gone... I don't know... she hates me so much..."
As he spoke, tears slid down his pale cheeks.
Xuan Ningxuan felt distressed for a while, and hugged Murong Jingshu gently, comforting her softly: "Jingshu...it's okay...the child...we will still have..."
Murong Jingshu lay on Xuan Ningxuan's shoulder and kept sobbing, her body shaking uncontrollably. Xuan Ningxuan held her in his arms and comforted her softly, and gradually the person in his arms stopped crying.
Murong Jingshu left Xuan Ningxuan's arms, looked at him with tearful eyes, and said pitifully: "Your Highness...please don't...blame her..."
Hearing this, Xuan Ningxuan's brows tightened, his eyes were cold, and he said angrily: "That bitch Murong Jingwan did it."
Murong Jingshu grabbed Xuan Ningxuan's hand and begged bitterly: "Your Majesty, please don't blame sister Jingwan. Jingshu only has Jingwan as a relative."
Xuan Ningxuan said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about this matter, I will handle it myself."
Seeing Xuan Ningxuan angrily walking out of Murong Jingshu's bedroom, a smile appeared on Murong Jingshu's lips. This time she wanted Murong Jingwan and her child to disappear together. Since the child in her belly was not Xuan Ningxuan's
The eldest son, then the child in Murong Jingwan's belly will never survive in this world.
