Xuan Ningxuan gently placed Murong Jingwan's body on the bed and carefully covered her with a brocade quilt.
She wanted to turn around and leave, but the hem of her gorgeous dress was tightly held in her hands by Murong Jingwan.
Xiao Huan, who had been standing in the inner hall, regained his composure, but his face was pale. The scene was too terrifying.
"Your Majesty, the young lady just lost her child. Xiaohuan begs you to stay with the young lady." She shed tears and knelt down helplessly in front of Xuan Ningxuan.
Xuan Ning Xuanfu sat back next to Murong Jingwan, took Murong Jingwan's right hand and held it tightly.
Looking at the pale face on the bed in ecstasy, Xuan Ningxuan suddenly realized that he had never looked carefully at the woman in front of him. If it weren't for the scar on the right face, the person on the bed should be a stunningly beautiful person.
Her eyelids were heavy, and all that echoed in her mind was the moment when the child fell to the ground. That scene made Murong Jingwan cry non-stop in her sleep.
Suddenly a gentle voice appeared in her dream, warm, as if comforting her.
Soon the man's face appeared in front of her eyes, and Murong Jingwan stared at him hatefully. She hated him and hated him for killing her child so cruelly.
Slowly opening his eyes, there was no hatred, only deathly despair.
"Jingwan..." Xuan Ningxuan called out unfamiliarly.
"My lord, why are you still here? Didn't my sister... also have a miscarriage? Go and stay with her." Murong Jingwan said with difficulty, suppressing the anger that she wanted to chop Xuan Ningxuan in half with a palm.
He originally thought that Murong Jingwan would curse him and cry loudly, but her attitude made Xuan Ningxuan unable to deal with it, and no matter how much anger he had, he had nowhere to vent it.
"Don't you like it that I am accompanying you?" When he came to his senses, Xuan Ningxuan realized what he had said.
"It's not that I don't like it, but I can't afford it, let alone can't have it. Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will not cry to the Emperor about what happened today. You and your sister can rest assured." Murong Jingwan slowly turned her eyes to the other side,
The hands under the brocade quilt were tightly clenched into fists.
"Thank you. I can't help you for what happened today." Xuan Ningxuan said lonely. He originally thought Murong Jingwan would be happy, but now he discovered that she would also be sad and desperate.
The moment she heard those words, tears instantly fell from the corners of her eyes. But she smiled sadly in her heart. She actually used this method to let Xuan Ningxuan step into her trap.
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!
