Huahua was suddenly startled. She didn't know who the emperor was looking for. At the moment, she could only try her best to give the queen some pills to replenish qi and blood and delay for some time. She just did her best and obeyed fate.
Although Murong Feixue in the room heard what Long Ming said, she was unable to answer at all. All her strength was lost in the past three hours. Coupled with the rapid loss of blood in her body, she could only feel her eyelids.
He was getting heavier and heavier, and it was difficult to breathe. Even three layers of quilts couldn't warm his body that had lost too much blood.
"Hua... Hua... if... I'm about to die... I'll have a caesarean section, take out the child, and tell Ming to raise it well. As we said before, the boy's name is Long Fei and the girl's name is Long Xue..." Murong Fei
Xue panted while opening and closing her dry lips to explain. Her voice was like a mosquito's hum, but it had an extremely firm tone and was very resounding.
Huahua burst into tears, she was crying so hard that she shook her head like a rattle.
"No, my Majesty will be fine. We have experienced so many storms and waves, and nothing will happen this time! The Emperor said that she will find someone, and they will be able to save her. Don't think too much, you must hold on.
!You must not fall asleep..."
All Huahua's instructions have become vague and unchanged. I can only vaguely hear three or five midwives urging me loudly.
"Mother, please work hard, the baby will come out soon! Can you bear to lose your mother as soon as the child is born?"
"Yeah... take a deep breath, breathe in, exhale..."
"Oops, there's a lot of blood again. Come here, get some hot water, hot water!"
The noise made Murong Feixue feel uneasy, so she could only grit her teeth and continue to exert force one after another. She didn't know whether the child would be born, it was probably just God's will.
"Creak..." There was a sound of the door being opened, and the cold wind rushed in from the suddenly opened doorway.
The cold made Murong Feixue regain her consciousness a little. She raised her heavy eyelids slightly and saw a woman wearing a white robe walking towards her. But now she was very tired and could not see clearly who was in front of her.
It's a ghost. The voice in my ears is also blurry, I don't know who is talking.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Huahua stood up immediately and asked urgently.
The midwives didn't know what the situation was. The house was already on fire. Seeing this uninvited person, they even went to stop him with brows. Unexpectedly, the woman in white didn't even look at the people.
He raised his hand and waved lightly. He saw Huahua and five midwives, and the thirteen palace maids were all frozen in place, unable to move.
Immediately, the woman passed through the dozens of people in the room without any obstruction. She walked to the bed and stood beside Murong Feixue. With an expressionless face, she quietly looked down at the nearly fainting person on the bed.
Murong Feixue.
Only then did Murong Feixue clearly see the woman who suddenly barged in. She looked to be in her twenties. She was dressed in a white exquisite robe. Her temples were as sharp as a knife, and her eyebrows were like ink paintings. On her skin as white as snow, she had a pair of blue eyes.
His eyes are as deep and distant as the blue sea, which makes people confused.
"Who are you……"
Murong Feixue didn't know the woman in front of him, and he couldn't be sure whether the woman in front of him was an enemy or a friend. Judging from her skills, she was at least above the divine level. If she were an enemy, it would really be worse for herself and her children.
