"Right?" "Yes!" Song Yuchuo replied without hesitation. "Then why do you do this?" "Because Song Yuchuo are all women!" "How do you know?" "Song Yuchuo thought it was very simple. Lu Zhaorong raised his eyebrows.

Xiang Yuchuo, as if she understood it in her heart, gently held Song Yuchuo's hand and said, "You should be pregnant this way. How many eyes are staring behind you?" Her worried tone and expression were not artificial at all, which made Song Yuchuo have a sense of wonder.

It was an illusion, as if she was not the one who had just threatened and lured Song Yuchuo.

Zi Su put down the agate jewelry and raised the curtain. Lu Zhaorong walked out of the palace door and smiled sweetly at Song Yuchuo: "Alas! Another word of advice, Mrs. Mingzhen sent it and threw it away well. I,

Not a kind person!"

Mrs. Mingzhen?

Song Yuchuo's blessed body was delivered to Lu Zhaorong. As soon as Biru and other maids entered the hall, Song Yuchuo fell down weakly. His limbs were numb and his palms were cold. Cailan suddenly added a bit of charcoal fire and the hall heated up. Suddenly there was a loud noise.

Song Yuchuo fell from the bed to the ground and fainted immediately. "You...how could you do this?" Biru pointed at Song Yuchuo, "What are you doing?" Song Yuchuo came back to his senses and leaned on Biru.

Reluctantly, he stood up and suddenly pointed at the skirt of Concubine Song Yuchuo and screamed: "Blood!"

"Don't. Tell Song Yingche quickly! Biru pointed at Song Yuchuo as she spoke. Her eyes were filled with fear and despair. Song Yuchuo was stunned by the sight in front of him: Song Yuchuo's child was in a coma. Biru

, what's wrong with you? Song Yuchuo held Biru's hands tightly, but before he could finish speaking, he fainted and fell to the ground again, unconscious.

He was still immersed in the dream that was difficult to escape. In the dream, the woman's smile was vague, but this time it went deeper. The woman lured Song Yuchuo to the lake and tried to push Song Yuchuo into the lake, and then she showed her ferocious appearance.

Song Yuchuo woke up again with a jump. Cold sweat broke out, and he stroked his chest to calm himself down. A voice came from outside the curtain: "Is Su Shunyi awake?"

"..." Shen Weibing stood behind the curtain with his head bowed respectfully. Song Yuchuo stared outside the curtain, holding his abdomen with both hands, waiting uneasily for his answer.

"Kid, no problem!" After a while, I was just waiting for his difficult answer. "What is it?" He was a little impatient. "Song Yuchuo wants to buy a toy." "Okay, you

Just take Song Yuchuo for a walk in the mall." Song Yuchuo said very seriously. Song Yuchuo's raised heart finally relaxed, and he replied politely and distantly: "Thank you, Lord Shen!"

Biru followed Song Yuchuo's suggestion and did not report to Song Yingche, so there was no commotion in the palace, which made Song Yuchuo and Shen Weibing even more quiet.

Song Yuchuo and he seemed to be the ones waiting for each other to get the upper hand. Song Yuchuo was afraid to say what he wanted to say, or should he say he didn't know how to say it. Every time he asked for pulse, Song Yuchuo was like a puppet, expressing in an artificial way.

Wearing awkward politeness.

In the silent confrontation, Song Yuchuo was almost out of breath from the atmosphere. Fortunately, Biru walked around the screen, picked up the medicine bowl in lacquer plate and entered the inner room and said: "Master wakes up, just as this medicine has just been brewed, I will serve you to drink it."

Get down!"

"Lu Zhaorong just went to the master..." Biru asked tentatively: "According to this slave, it is better to report back to Song Yingche!"

Song Yuchuo slowly drank the medicine, put it back in the medicine bowl, waved his hand and said, "It's okay if the child is here, there is no need to cause any more lawsuits!" After that, he threw the medicine bowl to the ground again. "You're so stupid. Isn't that a beating?" Only then did Song Yuchuo realize that he was "beating" Song Yuchuo again. Song Yuchuo must have been so frightened that he almost had a miscarriage. He could have reported Lu Zhaorong in front of Song Yingche without evidence. He didn't believe it. He was looking for trouble because he believed that Lu Zhaorong was just a small punishment and a big warning, and Song Yuchuo would inevitably be looked down upon.

Biru bowed and retreated, sitting behind the screen. She could vaguely see a corner of her pale yellow palace dress, but could not hear the conversation between Song Yuchuo and Shen Weibing. Song Yuchuo knew that she was waiting for Song Yuchuo, and Song Yuchuo was already waiting. For a long time, her voice was very soft, yet so gloomy. She said: "Song Yuchuo doesn't love you. The bitter taste still stayed in her mouth, and seemed to spread to her heart.

Finally, Shen Weibing asked: "How did Shunyi sleep at night recently?"

"As before, I often wake up in the middle of the night, but after taking the tranquilizing medicine prescribed by the adults, I feel much better."

"With all due respect," Shen Weibing pondered for a moment, stood up and said, "What happened today has both internal and external causes. One is fright, and the other is the weakening of Qi and blood since pregnancy, which caused the fetus to be unstable. , fatigue of mind and limbs, dull complexion, palpitation, shortness of breath, thin and rapid pulse. It is not conducive to the development of the fetus.

Song Yuchuo understood very well the consequences of unstable pulse for pregnant women. In the next few months, she must be like a porcelain doll and take care of her carefully until delivery. She may not be able to wait until the baby is born. That day, Song Yuchuo and her husband went to the hospital for a check-up. After checking the condition of the fetus, it was found that the fetus was a 5-month-old baby girl. The doctor told Song Yuchuo that the girl had been rescued by the doctor. Song Yuchuo was very shocked at the time. Shen Wei recovered from his illness for a long time before telling Song Yuchuo the truth. It was difficult even for him to keep this child. Song Yuchuo was surprised: "It's hard even for adults to keep this child, right?"

"I'll do my best," Shen Weibing said silently, "I can only survive for two more months. Shunyi must have intentional intentions!"

Two months! One week! Two months! Three months! Four months!...Song Yuchuo no longer knows how to train his child to become a person. "Look, what does that look like?" In addition, the current 5-month pregnancy can last for 7 months. Song Yuchuo squeezed the quilt and the tuan pattern case tightly, and asked sadly: "Master, is there really nothing you can do?"

"The method is not impossible," Shen Weibing hesitated, "but that method is too harmful to the body, and ministers do not advocate it. Shunyi is still small after all."

"No matter what method is taken, please adults must save this child's life for Song Yuchuo.

No matter who is unwilling to give up the baby that is about to be formed at 5 months old, the absurd thing is that Song Yuchuo was still resistant to the baby before, thinking that it would cause trouble. At this moment, he would rather sacrifice himself to protect the baby's peace. .

Song Yuchuo struggled out of bed and knelt on the ground to beg for help. However, he was weak and sick. He turned sideways and fainted. He was about to fall down again. Shen Weiying stepped across the curtain and helped Song Yuchuo up regardless of his own safety. "Who are you?" He ignored it and just said: "Song Yuchuo's name is Li Chunming." "Li Chunming? Why is the name so weird? Isn't this what Song Yuchuo meant?" Song Yuchuo didn't know how to answer. Song Yuchuo was only wearing middle-aged clothes, and the two of them were embarrassed. He Just then, he was supporting Song Yuchuo. When he felt that he was overstepping his bounds, he suddenly felt embarrassed to let go and hurriedly retreated from the curtain.


Chapter completed!