Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 390 Is Your Preconceived Prejudice
Seeing Feng Yiming appeared in front of him, he always felt uneasy, but the goal has been achieved, and he can no longer hold on to the details.

Feng Jingliang said, "Do your thing."

Feng Yi stood there for a while before he spoke: "Father, what we have done has surpassed revenge."

Feng Jingliang absolutely does not allow anyone to question his approach: "It is far from enough, how Dashuo killed our relatives, this is enough."

"Father, are you doing everything just for revenge?" He asked suspiciously.

What they are doing now tells him all the time that their goal is the dragon chair, not hatred.

After Qianye's death, he was completely awake. His obedience was not to take revenge, but to help the evildoers. The people they hurt were far more than the relatives of the Feng family who died in the war.

Feng Jingliang's figure flashed, and he came to him, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck: "Listen to you, you don't seem to agree with my actions, why, do you want to oppose?"

"My life belongs to my adoptive father, it's just."

"I know you don't like to kill. You can let others do the killing, but you have to be obedient." He prefers obedient dogs.

Feng Yi still wanted to say something, but the Lord left here.

He thought that Qianye's body would definitely be taken by the officers and soldiers to deal with the emperor, and Yue'er would be fine with Bai Mingyu.

Shen Zhiyue was carried on his shoulders and said angrily: "You let me down."

Bai Mingyu walked far enough before putting her down, and said solemnly: "Feng Yi is the second in command of the Feng clan, if you help him, do you know the consequences?"

Shen Zhiyue said word by word: "I only know that he is a good person, I don't care what his status is, I can't watch my savior get killed by you."

"What kind of good people can there be in the Feng Clan?"

"This is your preconceived prejudice. I was captured in the territory of the Feng clan. Without him, I might have died long ago." Shen Zhiyue said angrily.

Bai Mingyu felt that if the quarrel continued like this, there would be no results, and today he was really angry, his wife actually protected other men in front of him.

He turned around and strode forward. He arranged for a secret guard to guard him along the way, so there would be no problem keeping her here.

Shen Zhiyue watched him leave after making a fuss, the flames jumped three feet high, there was pain in the abdomen, and heat flowed between the legs.

She fell to the ground, covered her stomach with her hands, her face was pale with pain: "I, my stomach, hurts so much, hurts so much."

The dark guard saw that the little lady was abnormal, and immediately walked out of the grass, hugged her, saw the blood all over the ground, and hurriedly walked towards the yard.

When Bai Mingyu heard the movement outside, he didn't go out to check immediately, the dark guard was sweating profusely.

"My lord, my lady is not feeling well."

Bai Mingyu pushed open the door after hearing this, and took Shen Zhiyue from him: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Zhiyue's painful forehead was covered with cold sweat: "Stomach, stomach hurts, I hate you."

"When you recover, you can hate this king as much as you want."

The doctor came after a while: "This girl is not pregnant enough, the child is most unstable at this time, my lord, I'm afraid the child will not be kept."

After Shen Zhiyue's pain was relieved with silver needles, she lay flat on the bed, slowly covering her stomach with her hands. The baby she had waited for so long was finally here, but she never expected to lose it.

Bai Mingyu heard that she was pregnant, but he didn't find out during this time, he was full of anger: "No matter what, I want you to keep the child."

The doctor heard that he called himself 'the King', and he could only have such a title. He could only be a member of the royal family and nobles. If he offended the official, his life would be in danger.

He knelt on the ground: "The grassroots are poor in talent and learning, the prince should find another one."

In a short period of time, they called almost all the doctors in the small town, and after taking the pulse together, they all said that the child could not be saved.

Bai Mingyu drew out his sword and pointed at them: "I don't care what you do, I have to keep the child."

Seeing that he was going to kill someone, Shen Zhiyue said, "If you can't keep it, you won't be able to keep it. Don't you think this is God's retribution for us?"

Bai Mingyu's face was frosty: "This king never believes in retribution, if you can't keep your child, you will all die here."

The doctor knelt on the ground, his body trembling: "My lord, please forgive me."

Shen Zhiyue propped up her body: "I won't keep this child."

Bai Mingyu said, "Yue'er, be good."

"Yu Cong, hold your lord, doctor, come here and treat him as you want."

Bai Mingyu clenched the handle of the knife tightly, with bulging veins on the back of his hand: "No one can touch my prince's child."

Shen Zhiyue felt a heat gushing out between her legs, and she covered her stomach: "I, my stomach."

Bai Mingyu stepped forward and held her hand. The quilt was gray, and the blood stains on it were very obvious, and there was a lot of bleeding.

He panicked: "Come here, you can't cure Yue'er, this king wants you to die."

The doctor, who was kneeling on the ground, crawled to the bedside to feel his pulse: "My lord, this girl is already showing signs of bleeding. If she doesn't deal with it, her life may be in danger."

"How to treat it?"

"The child can't be kept. As long as the child is shed, the bleeding will be stopped."

Bai Mingyu hesitated, in the end it was still a choice between her and the child, he let go of his hand: "You must cure Yue'er."

"My lord, don't worry, the grass people will definitely do their best."

A group of people left the room, and Shen Zhiyue lay beside the bed, couldn't help pulling the sheets tightly, and bit her lip with aggrieved face.

The doctor gave her local anesthesia with silver needles...

After a long time, the doctor came to him with the things wrapped in cloth in both hands, and knelt down respectfully.

"My lord, this is a child."

Bai Mingyu took it with one hand, seeing that the lump of meat was not as big as his palm, and their child was gone just like that.

The doctor explained the precautions for confinement, and seeing that the prince didn't make things difficult for them anymore, he took the medicine box and left.

Bai Mingyu buried the child under the peach blossom tree, washed her hands and walked into the room, changed the dirty quilt inside, and washed her body with a basin of hot water.

After finishing all this, it was already dark. When Xiao Cui came back, knowing what happened to her, she felt very sorry for her.

God is really merciless to good people. Miss Shen is such a nice person, why did she have to go through this.

Shen Zhiyue was awakened by the pain in her body, seeing his majestic appearance, she turned her head away.

"I don't want to see you right now."

"Drink some water, I don't want to see this king, this king will leave now."

Bai Mingyu put the cup on the bedside, closed the door and left.

Shen Zhiyue picked up the cup and took a sip, and found that it was boiling hot water. She blew it off and drank it, feeling much warmer all over her body.

She moved her body, but she didn't expect to be involved in the wound, she gritted her teeth in pain, and gasped.

Bai Mingyu heard the commotion inside, and immediately opened the door and barged in: "Whatever you want to do, you can call me the king."

(End of this chapter)