Murong clutched her collar tightly and fell back. Her chest hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
The father who loves her the most is gone, what hope can she have?
The eldest lady supported her, looked into her eyes and said softly: "I said you have no future, and you really have no future. You can't bear such a thing, so you can't blame me for the miscarriage."
Murong gritted her teeth, tears flowing freely.
She grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly to prevent herself from falling, and gritted her teeth: "What exactly do you want to do?"
The eldest lady sat down opposite her: "Nothing to do. The old lady asked me to inform you that it concerns the face of the Guhou Mansion. You must attend when it is your turn, do you understand?"
Murong sneered: "I have nothing left, and Muhou Mansion has lost its face a long time ago. You guys come to talk to me about Guhou Mansion's face? What a joke!"
The eldest lady said coolly: "Muhou Mansion? I'm afraid you don't know yet. The title of Muhou Mansion is pending, and Your Majesty has not said to whom it will be given.
So if you, the wife of a priest on the surface, don't go, I'm afraid there won't even be anyone to express condolences.
Your father loves you so much that he would commit the crime of deceiving the emperor for your sake, so you have the heart to let his death be so miserable?"
"My father? Muhou Mansion? You said it as if you didn't come from Muhou Mansion."
Murong glared at Mrs. Gu with hatred: "I'm just wondering, why are you doing this to me? Do I have any grudge against you? Didn't we agree to cooperate before?"
Mrs. Gu smiled: "Whether there is any grudge or not, it's hard to elaborate on this. In short, your direct line has never looked down upon our side branches, right?"
Murong was in disbelief: "So what? Could it be that if Mu Yunhan climbed up, it would be good for you? She is ten times more vicious than me!"
Mrs. Gu looked at her with disdain: "You don't believe me when I say you are stupid. Come on, for the sake of your fellow race, I will teach you another lesson."
"You're done. If I don't step on you and climb up, why don't I have to die with you? As for the future, let's talk about the future."
Mrs. Gu put her hand on Murong's belly and said gently: "Now, I'm just waiting for this child to be born."
Murong shrank back in horror: "What do you want to do?"
Mrs. Gu smiled and said: "I don't want to do anything. I can only say that your belly is really impressive. Just once, under such circumstances, you were able to get pregnant. You are very lucky."
However, this child's luck is not that good. Think about it, his father doesn't care, and his mother is like this. He was born to be surrounded by powerful enemies, and he may not live to be two years old."
Murong shivered, this was her only amulet.
If she didn't have this child, she wouldn't be able to live in such a room, given Old Mrs. Gu's temperament.
Mrs. Gu was silent for a moment and said: "This is a good result. It is unclear whether this child can be born.
If I were Mu Yunhan, the funeral would be the best opportunity. And Xiaojiu, I'm afraid he doesn't want this child to be born."
"You're talking nonsense!" Murong was horrified, but she didn't dare to take any action. She tightly protected her stomach: "You are all bad people. I won't go to the funeral, I won't go!"
"That's not up to you!" Mrs. Gu grabbed her hair, forced her to look up at herself, and said softly: "I have an idea, will you listen?"
Murong was hurt and scared: "What exactly do you want?"
Mrs. Gu smiled slightly: "Let's continue to cooperate." (To be continued)