The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

Guo Yixue subconsciously clutched her stomach, and only then did she notice a slight pain coming from her. She looked down, and it was hard to notice if she didn't pay attention. There was a little bit of blood stained on the light blue skirt on her lower abdomen.

Inexplicably, she began to feel a little uneasy. She grabbed Yun Qingmin's clothes and looked at him: "Da, Da Yun... Am I..."

Yun Qingmin hugged her tightly, and lightly touched her forehead: "Shh, don't talk nonsense, it's okay."

Stepping steadily but quickly, Yun Qingmin carried her into the room, carefully placed her on the bed, turned her head and scolded the servant girl who followed her: "Where's the imperial doctor? Why hasn't he come yet!"

"Young maidservant, hurry up now!" The maidservant shrank in fright at such a glance from his icy black eyes, and ran out quickly.

Yun Qingmin bent down, took off Guo Yixue's coat, then put his hands into her obscene clothes, and stroked her stomach.

Guo Yixue looked at him, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she felt a rush of heat from her stomach to her whole body.

Yun Qingmin sat on the edge of the bed, still caressing her stomach with his hands, and gently placed a kiss on her forehead, with an exceptionally calm voice: "It's okay."

Guo Yixue's eyes followed him all the time, she stretched out her hand, and grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly. She found that he was very different at the moment, so she couldn't help but let her call him: "Dayun..."

"Well, I'm here." He replied, because the hand he had never protected was a little rough, he covered her eyes with the other hand: "Liangzi, are you sleepy?"

Guo Yixue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she blinked: "It's okay."

There was a trace of itching in the palm of his hand, it was her eyelashes brushing his palm, the corners of Yun Qingmin's mouth curled up, and he held the slender hand that was holding the corner of his clothes: "Go to sleep, Ryoko, you'll be fine when you wake up." .”

Guo Yixue looked at him with a smile on his face, and followed him with a smile: "Okay, don't go away."

"Well, I'll be with Ryoko all the time." He promised.

Guo Yixue slowly closed her eyes, and after a while, she called him tentatively: "Da Yun."

"I'm here." Yun Qingmin replied, holding her hand tightly.

After getting his response, Guo Yixue relaxed.

His hands were tightly held by him, and the heat from her stomach made her feel at ease, and after a while, she really fell asleep.

Yun Qingmin watched her slowly fall asleep with a pair of black eyes, and her steady breathing also showed that she was asleep.

There was a rush of footsteps outside:

"My lord, my lord, the imperial doctor is here!"

A few figures hurried into the room, Yun Qingmin frowned, and stared coldly at the visitor with his black eyes.

As soon as Lianhua came into the room and looked up, she met his strange eyes, she was stunned, a little surprised, but couldn't help swallowing, feeling inexplicably stressed.

She walked lightly, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw his hand poking into Guo Yixue's clothes, her face flushed slightly, she lowered her head, and lowered her voice: "My lord, the imperial doctor is here."

The imperial physician behind him was also taken aback when he saw Yun Qingmin's cold eyes: "I see the third prince."

Yun Qingmin frowned, her voice was small but imposing: "Come here, hurry up."

"Yes, yes." The imperial physician put down the medicine box on his back, took out a small pillow for his hands, and stepped forward.

Yun Qingmin let go of her hand, gently picked up Guo Yixue's hand, and placed it on the pillow.

The imperial physician didn't dare to look around, the Third Prince's whole body exuded a frightening chill, the imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead, calmed down, and felt the pulse on Guo Yixue's wrist with his fingers.