Chapter 193: 193 Concubine is about to have a miscarriage?
Your father-in-law, Ren Youyang's handsome brows furrowed, and his arms around the woman in his arms relaxed. The passion that was about to explode suddenly cooled down.
His handsome eyes were filled with blazing anger, he cursed the Three-Character Sutra, and shouted loudly: "Who is it? Get out!"
It is indeed very unpleasant to be interrupted when you are distracted and infatuated!
And Ren Youyang felt even more like killing someone!
The knocking on the door suddenly stopped.[
With a murderous look on his face, Ren Youyang reluctantly let go of the woman in his arms and walked towards the door angrily.
He opened the door and was about to kick the ignorant person outside the door away!
Outside the door, a handsome, gentle face suddenly appeared.
Bai Kaixin raised his eyes and saw that it was Xuan Qing.
Seeing the two disheveled people in the room, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.
He quickly lowered his head and bowed respectfully: "I'm sorry to bother you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's urgent."
"What's the emergency?" Although Ren Youyang became less angry when he saw that the person he was talking to was Xuan Qing, his face was still gloomy.
Xuan Qing: "Your Majesty, Concubine Wenxiu accidentally fell. The child is in danger!"
Hearing this, a trace of panic flashed across Ren Youyang's face, and he asked anxiously: "Where is she now?"
"We have invited an imperial doctor to come to her dormitory for diagnosis and treatment."
"Well, I will go over immediately!" He frowned and took a step forward.
Suddenly remembering something, he turned around again, walked to Bai Kaixin, and said apologetically: "Xiaoxin, I have to rush to Wenxiu's place to take a look first."
"It doesn't matter, you go ahead!" Looking at the nervous look on his brows, she knew how much he cared about the concubine and the child in her belly.
There was a faint strange bitterness in my heart, but a flowery smile appeared on my face.
He nodded gratefully and left in a hurry.
Looking at his retreating figure, she sighed leisurely.
Xuan Qing, who was dressed in a dark green robe, suddenly walked up to her quietly and looked at her with eyes as gentle as water.
"Be happy. All the women in the mansion are counting on the prince. You have to get used to it."
There was unspeakable pity in his tone.[
What are you used to? Are you used to sharing stud men with many women?