After the power of the backlash was removed, Ouyang Kun began to use his own spiritual power to suppress the disordered spiritual power in Feng Yi's body, pressing these spiritual powers back into the dantian.

Feng Yi had already regained consciousness at this moment, and with the assistance of Ouyang Kun, he returned the spiritual power in his body to its place.

Ouyang Kun collected his spiritual power and helped Feng Yi lie down, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Feng Yi curled up in a ball with his stomach in his arms: "It hurts...... Kid ......"

Feng Yi knew in his heart that after being so seriously injured, how could the child be fine, before he only felt more pain from the backlash and spiritual disorder impacting the meridians, and he would not notice the abdominal pain.

Du Qing was stared at by Dugu Zhan and felt that he was about to freeze into an ice sculpture, so he stepped forward to apply the needle again, and only after stabilizing the situation a little did he have time to reply: "Lord, the princess is seriously injured, the top priority is to stabilize the injury, there is a way for the child to keep the minister, but the day of production may be the time when the princess dies......"

Dugu Zhan looked at Feng Yi, and Feng Yi thought of the bottle of medicine that she put away: "Master, cough cough, I, I have a bottle of medicine to keep the child!" ”

Dugu Zhan held Feng Yi's hand, and every word seemed to exhaust his heart: "Xiaoyi, remember, you said that your life is mine." Then, I won't allow you to die without my permission, even for the sake of our children.

This kid is not the right time to ...... after all."

Feng Yi looked at Dugu Zhan and glanced at Du Qing, but she couldn't say anything to stop her, tears fell unconsciously, she had expected that this child would leave her after all, but she never thought that this decision would be made by Dugu Zhan for her......

She didn't even have the qualifications to complain about others, since she concealed that he had a little bun and went out with the army, all the mistakes were just her faults......

Du Qing took out a few silver needles again, and asked someone to fetch a basin of water to come in: "Lord Wang, Mr. Ouyang should avoid it first." ”

Ouyang Kun sighed and left the tent, but Dugu Zhan was reluctant to leave: "Let's start, this king wants to accompany Xiao Yi here." ”

Du Qing only pricked it with a few stitches, Feng Yi could feel that something seemed to be leaving her, that feeling was so real, tears fell uncontrollably with pain, as if bursting the embankment, emotional collapse, crying, struggling, even so, it still couldn't keep the little bun that left her......

"Don't! Father! Please keep him! Father! Du Qing! Stop it! Leave him behind, please......"

Ouyang Kun sighed incessantly outside the tent, and even more blamed himself as he listened to his junior sister's broken cry.

The news that asked him to come to help was sent to him by Yu Feige's shadow a few days ago, and after hesitating for a few days, in the end, he was still worried about his junior sister's situation and came.

He is the prince of Beiyan, even if it is just the product of the drunken pleasure of Nalan Xiong and a lowly servant girl in the eyes of others, no matter how unpopular he is, he is a native of Beiyan after all, a member of the Beiyan royal family, and his bottom line is not to help anyone.

The movement of the demon slave being released was so big, he naturally knew it, so he couldn't sit still anymore, so many demon slaves, how could the junior sister deal with it alone, he came as fast as possible, but unfortunately, it was still late, the battle was over, and the junior sister was seriously injured.

Feng Yi's voice had not fully recovered, and he was crying like this, and gradually he couldn't make a sound, but in this situation, Feng Yi himself didn't notice it, let alone Dugu Zhan or Du Qing, it was just too grief that caused him to lose his voice for a short time.

Feng Yi's pain didn't last long, and Feng Yi knew that her little bun had left her after all......

Feng Yi was hit hard both physically and mentally, and he fainted when he couldn't hold it at this time.

Feng Yi has been pregnant for nearly four months, and the child already has a silhouette, Dugu Zhan looked at the flesh and blood that belonged to him and Feng Yi, only felt that his eyes were a little sour, Dugu Zhan turned his back and waved his hand at Du Qing.

Du Qing withdrew from the tent with interest, and as for the child who was not fully formed, according to custom, he asked the general to go to the coffin shop in Tianfu City to buy a pottery urn and put the child in the pottery urn.

As for where to be buried, it still needs to wait for the prince to decide.

Dugu Zhan wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye, and said that the boy bleed without tears, but it was his beloved who was bleeding and hurting, he could only watch, watching Feng Yi in such pain, watching him and Feng Yi's child leave them like this......

Before he even had time to experience the joy of being a father for the first time, he ushered in such a parting, and the pain in his heart was much more than that of Fengyi.

Dugu Zhan stretched out his hand to caress Feng Yi's bloodless face, and his heart felt like it was being torn apart, and it was indescribably painful.

"In this way, it's okay, I don't want this child, Xiaoyi doesn't have to blame himself so much, he wants to hate and resent, just come at me.

Xiaoyi still has to do things, so there is no need to worry about it......

There will always be another child, I just need you to ...... well" said, another tear fell, Dugu Zhan wiped away the tears, got up and personally helped Feng Yi change and wash, and then left the camp.

He took the pottery urn and went to the Feng family in the capital of Beiyan, and buried the child under the jacaranda tree.

Here, with such beautiful flowers and trees, and the protection of the ancestors of the Feng family, this child will not be lonely.

Feng Yi woke up and found that she had really lost her voice, but she was not in a hurry at all, this can be regarded as her retribution......

If she loses her child, loses her voice, will she lose anything......

At the beginning, Dugu Zhan would accompany Feng Yi every day, but gradually, Dugu Zhan could no longer be seen in the tent.

Feng Yi cooperated with Du Qing's treatment, and wanted to ask Dugu Zhan's whereabouts several times, but she was so embarrassed, I was afraid that Dugu Zhan wouldn't be able to stand it, so she didn't come anymore......

With Du Qing's treatment, Feng Yi's body gradually recovered, but her spirit was getting worse and worse, her emotions were always uncontrollable, she was never a person who loved to cry, crying was a manifestation of the incompetence of a cowardly person, but now a little stimulation can make her cry unstoppable, and even many times she can't help but think that ending her life is a relief.

Du Qing looked at Feng Yi like this and shook his head: "Princess, you yourself are also well-versed in medical skills, and Du Qing has already helped you heal the pain on your body, but with heart disease, Du Qing can't do anything." ”

Feng Yi silently wiped his tears again, this should be the so-called depression, in modern times, this is a disease that is difficult to cure, in addition to drug assistance, you also have to see a psychiatrist.

Face the psychiatrist, open your heart, pour out the pain, find the root cause, untie the knot, and then gradually get out of that state.

But in fact, many people themselves are unwilling to open their hearts, their perception of the world is full of negative energy, and even despair, and finally they choose to end their lives.

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