Pampered ghost concubine is respected

Chapter 307 Miscarriage (3)
Murong Lin was dumb, but he was very moved in his heart.

"Don't worry, what happened this time was just a misunderstanding. The relationship between Yunyin and me is pure and clear. They are all talkative servants who are talking about their tongues. They are afraid that the world will be chaotic. I think your third sister-in-law will understand soon. , when she returns to the county town, I will take her back to the palace."

An Ning looked happy, and said, "That's exactly what it should be. I'll visit you again when Sister-in-law San comes back."

"It will be your birthday soon, and your third sister-in-law and I will definitely spend it with you."

As soon as she returned to the mansion, Zhao Ziyan found that something was wrong with Murong Huan's expression.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Zhao Ziyan supported Murong Huan's arm and asked worriedly.

"Women don't care about men's affairs!" Murong Huan shook off Zhao Ziyan impatiently.

Zhao Ziyan's body flickered, and she fell to the ground, her face pale in an instant.

"My lord, my concubine is pregnant, how can you push her?" Xiaohui reprimanded loudly, and hurried over to check.

There were pools of blood dripping from Zhao Ziyan's body, and big beads of sweat dripped down her forehead one after another.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Xiaohui cried loudly.

Only then did Murong Huan react from the shock, strode forward, picked up Zhao Ziyan, and shouted, "Go get the imperial doctor!"

"Ziyan, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were pregnant, I'm sorry." Murong Huan kept apologizing to Zhao Ziyan while running, his eyes full of guilt.If he knew she was pregnant with a child, he would never lose his temper with her.

Zhao Ziyan clutched her stomach tightly and murmured in pain, "My stomach hurts so much, is it possible that I can't keep the child?"

"Don't worry, it's fine, the imperial physician will come soon, you can keep it, you can keep it." Murong Huan said in panic.

After laying Zhao Ziyan on the bed, Murong Huan realized that his hands were covered with bright red blood. He was at a loss and wanted to see Zhao Ziyan, but he didn't dare to move.

"Where's Ziyan? What's wrong with Ziyan? How's my grandson?" Hearing that Zhao Ziyan's accident happened, the concubine walked in tremblingly, and the maids serving beside her were trembling, fearing that she would stumble and fall to something.

"Mother Concubine..." Murong Huan said in a low voice.

The concubine walked to the bed and took a look, she was so frightened that she almost passed out, but luckily the servant girl beside her helped her up in time.

"You rebellious son, how could you put such a heavy hand on Zi Yan? If the child is gone, how can I spare you?" The concubine cried out as she beat Murong Huan.

"Mother and concubine, it's my son's fault, you can beat or scold as you want, don't get angry." Murong Huan lowered his head, sincerely admitting his mistake.

Zhao Ziyan twisted her head with difficulty, and said intermittently, "Mother Concubine...don't blame the prince...he didn't...not on purpose."

The concubine hurriedly grabbed Zhao Ziyan's hand, and said kindly, "Ziyan, don't be afraid, nothing will happen, the imperial doctor will be here soon, don't be afraid..."

"Mother Concubine..." Before she finished speaking, Zhao Ziyan's face twisted together in pain, and she tightened her hand tightly. took her hand.

The hair next to Zhao Ziyan's ears was already wet with sweat, her eyes were full of tears, her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, almost bleeding, she held Murong Huan's hand even harder, her long nails had already penetrated A little bit of blood seeped into Murong Huan's skin.

Seeing Zhao Ziyan's pain, Murong Huan was filled with remorse.

Finally, the doctor came.However, the child in Zhao Ziyan's stomach was still not kept.The concubine fell ill from grief, and Zhao Ziyan was too weak to get out of bed due to the miscarriage.

"Father, let's take a break before leaving." The young man suggested.

The old man gave the young man a hard look, and said displeasedly, "Looking at your young age, you are tired after walking for half an hour, not even an old man like me."

The young man rolled his eyes helplessly, and said angrily, "Father, I was afraid that you would be tired, so I proposed to take a break."

"I'm not tired!" The old man said coldly, without stopping.

Yan Rusi was speechless, this old man is too weird, his son is obviously kind, but he has been ungrateful, and his attitude is still so bad, fortunately it is his son, if someone else, who can bear it?

The young man pursed his lips embarrassingly, and muttered sullenly, "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know a good heart! He is almost 60 years old, and he is still so strong. Sometimes something happens, and I am not the one who suffers."

The old man's ears were bright, and he listened to the man's word for word. His face suddenly darkened, and he was furious. He raised his crutch and waved it at the man, "You disobedient, how dare you call me a dog? I'll beat you to death!" you!"

The man was caught off guard by the old man's stick, and hurriedly jumped aside, saying loudly, "Father, how dare the child scold you? I'm just worried about your body."

The old man's face was still gloomy, and he chased and beat the man angrily, "Look at me, I don't know your thoughts, do you want me to die? If I die, you will occupy my property. Let me tell you, my body Very good, I won't die even if you die."

Yan Rusi frowned in dissatisfaction, the old man spoke so badly, it was really hard to hear, he almost had persecution paranoia, the so-called father is kind and filial, he is so unreasonable, even the most filial son may not be able to live with him for a long time.

Sure enough, being guessed by Yan Rusi, the young man's face suddenly turned livid, as if he had been slapped several times.

"Who cares about your little money? You should save it to buy a coffin." The man's attitude suddenly became tough, and he retorted aggressively, "I've had enough, I won't serve you anymore." After finishing speaking, the man strode away .

The old man was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he coughed violently, took two trembling steps, and then fell to the ground.

He didn't hear anything, the man turned his head worriedly, his face was terrified, and he hurried back, "Father?"

"Father, how are you?" the man asked with concern while supporting the old man.

The old man raised his hand and was about to push the man away, but he was so weak that he just kept silent.

"Wan Bin, go and have a look." Yan Rusi ordered.Although the man said he didn't care about the old man, he still cared about him in his heart. He was really a rare dutiful son.

After stopping the carriage, Wan Bin hurried forward, "What's wrong? Do you need help?"

The old man lazily raised his eyes, looked at Wan Bin warily, and was about to refuse, but suddenly something stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

"My father fell down, and I don't know where he was injured? Can you take my father to the medical center in the city?" the man begged earnestly.

"This?" Wan Bin showed hesitation, and looked back to the carriage.

Hearing the conversation, Yan Rusi lifted the curtain, got out of the carriage, and hurried over.

"Show me, I'm a doctor."

(End of this chapter)