The bleeding seemed to show no signs of stopping, and the contractions became more and more frequent. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. The amniotic fluid has long since dried up with the blood. The fetus is in danger at the moment. Yijin was a little anxious in his heart, and he was afraid that this child would not be born.

"You can have strength. Breathe to my rhythm. ”

Fucha Zixin nodded, her face was pale, and her lower abdomen had already been involuntarily painful with contractions and bowel movements.

Seeing her, Yi Jin couldn't help but exert himself, held her hand and encouraged: "Hold back, if you push too hard in the morning, it will be difficult to survive due to tense muscle contraction." ”

He motioned to Jielan to get some water in, and then ordered her to close the window tightly.

It's just that time passed moment after moment, and her strength gradually dissipated, but the child's head was nowhere to be seen.

She stretched out her hand to probe, and opened her ten fingers at the mouth of the palace, but she didn't see the child come out, and her heart was tight, and it was difficult that she really couldn't give birth. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

For a while, Wen Po was so anxious that she was sweating, and shouted to Fu Cha Zixin, who was exhausted on the bed, that the nobleman should work hard, and the noble man should work hard.

The imperial physician outside the door knelt on the muddy road at the entrance of the palace to discuss countermeasures, but there was no result for a long time. I had to shake my head one by one to show that I was at a loss.

Fuchazi died happily, but he couldn't hear the slightest news about the child.

Annoyed for a moment, he gritted his teeth and shouted at Yijin: "You get out of here, get out, you must be the one who harms me, me and the child in my womb." Don't stand here pretending, you get out of here. ”

Yijin didn't want to splash dirty water on her at any more critical moment, feeling funny and pitiful.

Are the women in the harem so eyeless?

"Little master, let's go." Jade helped Yijin and persuaded her to leave, the delivery room smelled of blood, and she always disapproved of her coming in.

Filthy land, I am afraid that the little lord will be contaminated.

"Get out, get out of here."

She scolded with contractions.

Yi Jin was busy shouting, there were still a lot of blood stains on her face, she couldn't leave at the moment, and now in this situation, she wouldn't be able to give birth if she should be born.

"Roll"

Fucha Zixin looked at Yijin viciously, in her eyes, she was an unscrupulous bad woman, how could she find a way to relieve the pain for her, just to see the jokes, to watch her jokes.

"Little Lord, please." Jielan ordered the eviction. The anxiety on his face has long since disappeared.

They are crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. Then why is she still here with a hot face and a cold ass.

"Emerald goes."

Yi Jincai wiped the dirty blood on his hands with his hand, and shouted the news of the blood collapse.

Jade grabbed Yijin who wanted to go back, and Yijin turned around to go.

"You should avoid suspicion." The Thirteenth Master gently blocked her way.

"That's two lives." She glanced at the Thirteenth Master and motioned for him to give way.

"If you go, it will be four lives." The Thirteenth Master took Yi Jin's hand and persuaded again.

Everyone has seen that those who have given birth before the time of giving birth have been framed nine times out of ten. Nine times out of ten, this plan will kill two birds with one stone. So he wouldn't let her put her at risk.

"So what." Yi Jin pried away the thirteenth master's hand vigorously, and there was still a touch of heart-wrenching pain that could not be concealed under his quiet eyes.

Since someone designed to frame her, she thought that if she failed, she would fail, and it would be a big deal to leave this cold and intriguing palace. If it succeeds, she doesn't have any high hopes.

A harem without trust, whether beautiful or not, is not just a dandelion grass. Returning to the sun, the sun is sparkling, and the scenery is infinite, but when the wind blows, the bones are indifferent.