She comes from modern times and has some medical knowledge. With the blood flowing like this, it is estimated that the child cannot be saved.
Poor child, she died so young before she even felt its existence!
Hoarse moans came from the room, as if the pain was excruciating.
Hua Baoyue frowned and sighed: "When it comes to women giving birth to children, men are not allowed to enter. It is said that if a man sees it, he will be infected with bad luck. Alas, but for your life, I can only risk my life.
! Go in quickly, go in quickly, if you’re late, it’ll be too late!”
Long Fuyue was stunned for a moment. His head was suddenly covered with black lines.
This guy doesn't want to be reincarnated into the Dragon Princess's belly, does he?
God, she doesn’t want to be Feng Qianyu’s daughter!
I don’t even want to die just after reincarnation.
I couldn't help but shout: "I don't want to be reincarnated, I don't want to be reincarnated."
But she is just a wisp of soul now, and her little arms can't twist someone's thigh.
The flower-hugging moon-bird didn't even bother with her cries and howls, and lifted her in like a chicken.
The smell of blood in the room became even stronger. Princess Dragon's face turned pale and blue, and her snow-white clothes were completely dyed red with blood.
Her pretty face was covered with sweat, and her hair was wet with sweat, sticking tightly to her soft cheeks.
The lips lose color, like withered petals.
Her eyes were scattered, and she seemed to be unconscious from pain.
A stable woman was also sweating profusely and was running around in a hurry, shouting in her ear: "Princess, Princess, please use a little more force, the baby... the baby is coming out soon..."
The blood flowed more quickly, and Princess Dragon's face was as pale as a piece of paper.
Her eyes moved slightly, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered: "Feng Qianyu, I said I will make you regret it... Haha, haha!"
She seemed to want to laugh loudly, but her strength was exhausted, and her weird smile was like a kitten whimpering.
Her hands stretched out convulsively, but could no longer grab anything. She slowly fell down...
Po Wen was almost scared to death. She tried her breathing with trembling hands, then fell to her knees with a plop: "Princess...Princess is dead..."