Murong Jingwan swallowed the bitter concoction in her mouth with difficulty. The excessive concoction still slid down the corner of her mouth and fell on the white sheets. Her black eyes stared at Xuan Ningxuan, and her hoarse voice was full of despair and despair.
Sadly, "Xuan Ningxuan, you killed your child with your own hands, you will definitely receive retribution!"
The severe pain caused her to curl up and lie on the bed, clutching the brocade quilt with both hands, and the cold sweat rolled down her forehead in large drops. Her pale lips were stained with blood from her bite, and drops of blood flowed down her face.
Drops from the corner of his mouth fell on the white sheets.
My lower body felt like it was being torn apart, and I felt an unforgettable and severe pain.
Xiaohuan, who was standing at the end of the bed, couldn't stand it any longer. She cried and hugged Murong Jingwan's body, softly comforting her: "Miss, give up and let the baby come down. It won't hurt anymore."
Murong Jingwan stubbornly shook her head, that was the child who was connected to her by blood, how could she let go of him. Suddenly, there was a heartbreaking pain in her lower body, and the smell of blood filled the air. Murong Jingwan cried in confusion.
Called: "Baby, please, don't leave mother!"
The closed door blocked Xuan Ningxuan's prying eyes. Xuan Ningxuan was so distraught that he didn't even realize he was kicked out.
Heartbreaking screams came from the room, causing Xuan Ningxuan, who was standing outside the door, to stiffen suddenly, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. Xuan Ningxuan stared at the room in a daze, feeling very entangled in his heart.
It's all her fault. If she hadn't poisoned Jingshu's baby, maybe...
The screams in the room were louder and louder than the last, piercing the sky and piercing Xuan Ningxuan's heart.
Xuan Ningxuan's figure swayed, and his palms were covered with cold sweat. He pushed open the door hard, and was greeted by a strong smell of blood.
The maid guarding the door walked up to Xuan Ningxuan in a panic and said tactfully: "My lord, the blood here is too strong, it will be unlucky if you get it."
Xuan Ningxuan's face was livid, he waved his right hand, pushed the maid to the ground, and said coldly: "Get out of here!"
The little maid immediately knelt on the ground and shivered, but she did not dare to continue her words of persuasion.
Xuan Ningxuan walked into the inner hall, and what came into view was Murong Jingwan's desperate face. Her hair was scattered on the bed, her face was stained with tears, and she was covered in sweat. Because of the pain, her body was curled up, but she kept shaking.
Xuan Ningxuan looked at Murong Jingwan in horror. His legs were like lead and he could no longer move even half a step. The painful and struggling look in his eyes made him dare not face it. At that moment, a trace of heartache flashed in his heart. He didn't know
, why did Murong Jingwan suffer so much pain after aborting her unborn child.
The maids held basins of water in their hands, and the water quickly turned blood red. Looking at the blood on the maids' hands, Xuan Ningxuan felt as if he had fallen into a thousand-year ice cellar, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
ps: I solemnly recommend Zi Shang’s completed time-travel novel [Concubine Is Not Better than a Handmaid: King Leng’s Second Concubine], please support me!
