Mao had infiltrated the hunting paddock himself, disguised as a patrol guard, and entered Yunchuan's tent.

The henchman Amu recognized the token that Mao had revealed, so he didn't stop him too much.

Qiu Muyun was sitting in the tent and taking a nap, he had just had lunch, it was very noisy outside, and he didn't want to deal with the young ladies in the boudoir and the official eunuchs with obvious purposes.

However, he didn't expect that Mao had come suddenly.

Sitting up from the bed, his eyes touched Mao's solemn and solemn face, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Amu consciously withdrew and went to guard the door.

"Mu Yun, Jiang Yingli has a miscarriage." Mao had already spoken first, and he had not concealed the news at all.

Rumble!

This sentence hit Qiu Muyun's mind like thunder, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the steps under his feet suddenly stopped moving, and he looked at Mao Ji in a daze, only feeling that he had heard it wrong.

"Master, you, what did you say?" The deep voice trembled slightly, with a bit of caution.

Being looked at by Qiu Muyun like this, Mao felt guilty: "It's the master who is sorry for you." ”

He was aware of it, and he was aware of it in the first place. But he didn't stop it and let it go. But now, seeing Qiu Muyun like this, he regretted it.

He told him exactly what had happened.

"Master?" Qiu Muyun looked at him blankly, handsome and calm without the slightest expression, like a calm sea.

Mao had closed his eyes, walked to the side, and didn't look at his eyes: "Jiang Yingli had a miscarriage, just last night." ”

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible, it's not!" The calm face was suddenly broken, the coldness of his eyebrows and eyes swept in an instant, and his whole person was dyed with a violent look, and he rushed out of the tent without saying a word.

Mao had already anticipated his impulsiveness, and before he could finish his words, he suddenly stepped forward to stop the person, knowing that he would not be stopped easily, he persuaded loudly: "If you go, Jiang Yingli will not live." ”

"Master!"

He was like an angry lion, his eyes were red, and his body was covered with a chilling cold anger, and he roared angrily at Mao.

The guards patrolling outside heard the movement here and couldn't help but look over.

Amu looked at it with a cold face, and spit out a few words in a deep voice: "Your Highness has nothing to do." ”

Yun Chuan doesn't like to be noisy, plus he has a lot to do on weekdays, to avoid people, the location of this tent is much more remote, and only the patrolling guards will approach.

The others are all Yunchuan's own people, and they naturally won't act rashly without orders.

The leader of the patrol guards glanced into the tent and made sure there was no sound, so he left in a huff.

Mao had already listened to the movement outside disappear before letting go of him.

"You can't go see her."

"You can't stop me." He squeezed a few words out of his mouth.

He couldn't imagine how Jiang Yingli had spent this night. Qiu Muyun knew very well what this child meant to her.

Even if she killed a child who could not be born, the courage she needed was beyond his reach, she was now alone in the tent, it was so cold outside, and she was so miserable just after losing her child.

He had to go and accompany her!

Seeing that he was so determined, he knew that he couldn't stop him anymore, so he had to take a step back: "Then I can only go at night, and I will look like you and guard here for you." ”

He looked at Mao Ji expressionlessly: "I want to go now!" ”

Mao already understood the pain in his heart, and it was inconvenient to argue with him, so he said directly: "If you want to be found to have caused Jiang Yingliang, you can go." ”

Sure enough, Qiu Muyun paused, and his face hesitated.

Seeing this scene, Mao couldn't help but sigh, and now, he actually wanted to use a woman to contain this apprentice.

"Since Jiang Yingli made this decision, it must have been carefully considered, you had better not act rashly, but also think about her." He persuaded bitterly.

Who are the people who came to the hunting meeting, the royal family and ministers, and the princes.

These people are staring at the others with fierce eyes, and they can't wait to grab the handle of others immediately, especially the smoke between the princes. I don't know how many times I've said this sentence, and every time, it's for Jiang Yingliang's business.

His eyes turned, and his gaze fell on Qiu Muyun: "Go at night." ”

Qiu Muyun was surrounded by clouds, and he was motionless, looking at the southeast, which was the place where Jiang Ying's tent was. Even if he could only see the black tent roof, he didn't want to move, as if he could get closer to Jiang Yingliang.

Staying until nightfall, Qiu Muyun finally stayed up until dark.

Changing into the clothes of the guards, he walked through dozens of tents without difficulty, and came to Jiang Yingliang's tent, where the maid Yunzhu had squatted on the ground inside the curtain and slept.

There were still stars in the sky, and the bonfires around the tent had not been extinguished, but the lights in the tent had long since disappeared.

Walking over lightly, he vaguely saw a vague figure curled up in the corner on the bed, thin and small, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, and slowly took the woman he was thinking about into his arms.

Jiang Yingliang, who was suddenly startled in his arms, stiffened and was about to make a move, when the familiar coldness hit him between his noses, which was inexplicably reassuring.

She turned her head in astonishment, and Qiu Muyun's face instantly came into her eyes: "Why are you back?"

At this time, wasn't he already outside to help the sixth prince Yunchuan?

Qiu Muyun stared at her, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "I know about the child, I'm sorry."

I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you!

Qiu Muyun hugged her tightly, except for these three words, he didn't know what else to say to comfort her.

Jiang Yingliang's pupils were startled, and he looked at him in a daze, the night was thick, and he could only see his hazy and vague figure in the dark tent.

Her nose suddenly became sore, and she held back her tears and asked, "Aren't you afraid that others will see you when you break in like this?"

He whispered, "No one will see it."

When the words fell, the person in his arms lowered his head, and his tone was already choked: "Muyun, I couldn't keep the child."

"Smack."

As she spoke, tears suddenly fell, wrapped around her knees, she lowered her head, and then, the sound of sobbing faintly sounded.

She didn't cry when she took the pill with her own hands, and she didn't cry when it hurt, but now, she really couldn't help it, with him, it seemed that all her sanity and calmness had collapsed, and the only remaining strength was completely self-defeating in front of him.

Listening to her cry, Qiu Muyun didn't dare to move, so she could only watch like this, listening, her heart seemed to be pinched, and she didn't know when a burst of mist rose in her eyes.

He comforted in a soft tone: "It's okay, we still have children."

Jiang Yingli didn't answer.

Even if there will be a child in the future, this child is her blood after all.

After a long time, Jiang Yingli was tired of crying, leaning on his arms and not saying a word.

The clothes on Qiu Muyun's arms were completely soaked, and he was still hugging her, and the person in his arms was much thinner than before, without any weight at all.

I don't know how long it has been, but the sound of heartbeats can be heard in the room. He was a little uneasy, and her long silence really frightened him.