Sweet field peasant woman is delicious

Chapter 218 Trampling What You Care About (2)
The old prince walked towards him step by step, his face was as cold as frost: "What do you think this prince should do to you?"

"Please, please, please forgive me, my lord." Chang Ziqing was so trembling that he couldn't even utter a word, looking at the shocking corpses on the ground, he was afraid that he would become one of them.

"This king will spare your life, because death is too extravagant for you, take it away!"

The old prince's icy voice was like the biting wind in the cold winter, and it hurt.Hurt his son's favorite woman, and almost killed his grandson, want to die?It's not that easy!

On the carriage, Nancheng looked at the pale person in his arms, and gently wiped away the tears that hadn't dried up for her. He felt pain in his heart, annoyed that he was so negligent and almost killed her and the child, and felt sorry for what she had done today. Suffering, and I didn't know anything about it before!
There was ice-cold frost in his eyes, Chang Ziqing, he will make him pay back ten times!
Yuanzhen Palace.

Wen Qiang lay on the ground panting for a while, and finally he breathed freely, so he thought about slipping away quickly, but just as he reached the door, he was stopped by a man in black: "Your Majesty has ordered you to be imprisoned until Dungeon."

Immediately, with a backhand yank, the little girl who had no strength to restrain her hands was restrained, and she was directly thrown into the dungeon.

Chunlan is also very clever. She saw the son beating the concubine and was dazed for a while before she immediately stepped forward to stop her. Now her son also saw something was wrong, so she hurried out to ask the concubine's whereabouts. The cold-blooded guard only said: "The son will pick up the concubine and do his own thing."

When Chunlan heard it, her guess was indeed true. The son usually wouldn't even touch the concubine's finger. How could his son be so abnormal now?I hurried back to prepare hot water, and towels, and invited the doctor to come and wait.

Sure enough, after a while, a carriage stopped at the gate, and Nancheng walked in with Anle in his arms. The servants immediately surrounded him, and Nancheng yelled, "Please come, doctor!"

Chunlan hurriedly said: "I'm already waiting in Lianqin Pavilion, he is the best doctor in the city." While talking, she had to trot to keep up, Nancheng was too fast.

Putting An Le on the bed in a hurry, the doctor immediately went to check the pulse, and he didn't even need the silk cloth on his wrist to avoid suspicion. Looking at Nancheng's murderous gaze, the doctor felt that if he delayed for a second , he will definitely destroy himself.

After a while, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. Madam just fainted from fright, and the fetus in her womb was only slightly affected. It just needs to be recuperated for a while. Just go and prescribe some anti-fetal medicines to the concubine."

Nan Cheng raised his heart, and then his face eased, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "You go down first, and quickly boil the medicine and bring it up."

"Yes." The old doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and retreated respectfully.

Chunlan picked up a handkerchief, and wanted to wipe Anle's face, her little face was blurred by tears, but Nancheng took the handkerchief from her hand, and said, "You go down first, here I am. Just be here."

Chunlan had no choice but to bless her body: "Yes." Then she backed out.

Looking at the pale face, Nancheng sighed weakly. Fortunately, it's okay. If something really happened, he would be so regretful. He put a warm veil on her cheek, and wiped it gently. , like treating a treasure that is hard to find, taking care of it carefully.

"Le'er, it's all my fault. I failed to take good care of you and made you mother and son suffer so much. Fortunately, nothing happened today. If something happened to you, I don't know how to forgive myself. .”

The red and tender little face raised by him in the past few days was pale and weak at this moment, and his heart ached when looking at Nancheng.

Not long after, Chunlan brought up a bowl of decoction: "Doctor Chen has prepared the anti-fetal medicine, and added some soothing herbs, let's give it to Madam first."

Nancheng took the medicine bowl: "Help Madam do it."

"Yes." Chunlan replied, then sat down on the side of the bed, helped Anle up, and gently opened her jaw so that the soup could be poured in. Nancheng took a spoonful of the medicine and tried it on her lips. After testing the temperature, I carefully fed it up.

An Le felt that there seemed to be a warm liquid left in her throat, and her whole body felt a lot more comfortable, but she still choked and coughed lightly, her fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bright eyes were It opened suddenly.

"Are you awake?" Nancheng said in a surprised tone.

An Le slapped away the medicine bowl in Nancheng's hand, and quickly shrank into Chunlan's arms: "I don't want to drink it, don't harm my child, I don't want to drink it!"

Nancheng quickly comforted her: "Le'er, it's me, I'm Nancheng, look at me, this is an anti-fetal drug, Le'er?"

An Le saw the person in front of her clearly, tears fell quickly, and immediately threw herself into Nan Cheng's arms, crying like a child: "Master, woo woo, they are going to kill my child, I'm so scared, Mr. ..."

Nancheng caressed her hair over and over again, coaxing softly: "No, our child is fine, and now he is growing up healthy and healthy, our child is fine, be good, he is fine, it's an abortion Medicine, don't be afraid."

An Le's tears seemed to be unstoppable, and they kept flowing out. Nancheng's son's intestines were full of regrets, and his heart was really painful. How had An Le ever suffered such grievances?Even in the days when she couldn't eat enough, she could be so happy, the tears that were like golden beans, now shed from her son for nothing.

While comforting, Nancheng said to Chunlan: "Go and bring another bowl of anti-fetal medicine."

"Yes." Chunlan hurried out without even picking up the leftovers.

An Lewo cried for a long time in Nancheng's arms, and then gradually stopped, sobbing and choking: "I thought you really forgot me just like that, Chang Ziqing said, he prepared a substitute for me, my disappearance , will not arouse anyone's suspicion."

Nancheng looked annoyed: "It's my fault, I didn't find out in time." He didn't want to make too many excuses, after all, the thing had already happened, if it wasn't for his lack of vigilance, how could such a thing happen.

An Le's almond eyes are red like a rabbit: "Where's that girl?"

"I'm locked up in the dungeon. Chang Ziqing should be brought back by then. When you recover, we'll deal with it together." When Nancheng said this, there was a rare sternness in his tone.

"Sanggong, you speak so loudly, who are you scaring? Huh, huh."

Seeing that Anle, who had finally stopped, was about to start again, Nancheng was in a hurry. He had never coaxed a woman before, and it was the first time Anle cried in the past two years. He really had no choice but to come and go. talk.

(End of this chapter)