At this time, Yan fell in Song Rong's eyes, and he was really like a living Hades, and the sparkling light in his eyes was all gathered by shattering his own life.

"Soon your favorite sister will come to you too...... When the time comes, you two sisters will make a good summary in the Netherworld, why will you call me a cheap hoof of a slut to death......" Yan Luo pouted and said coquettishly.

Finally, Song Rong couldn't say a word, not even a single trill......

She closed her eyes in despair......

In front of me is the picture of the first meeting with Yan Zhen many years ago.

There are not so many intrigues, and there are not so many calculations in the heart.

At this moment, fate will be ......

She...... Regretted it.

It's nothing more than a dancing girl...... What's wrong with having a baby?

The concubine is there, just ignore it.

Now that he has been calculated for his life in the name of hatred, he can't even see his newborn son, can he be regarded as self-inflicted?

Yan Luo also said these words with strength.

Watching Song Rong slowly die, it seemed that everything was going backwards, back to every time she closed her eyes.

Now that Song Rong is experiencing, the pain of the passage of life may not be able to be empathized with by others, but Yan Luo can.

After a while, the midwife turned around and said to Yan Luo, "Miss, you're out of breath......

"Good ......" Yan Luo lowered his eyes and only responded to one word.

The next room was full of celebration.

Even Yan Zhen, who was still so nervous that he was spinning in circles, smiled.

The eldest grandson of the university scholar's mansion, he is now also a grandfather.

Yun Rui pretended to be weak on the bed, with a smile on her face as a first-time mother.

It's not pretended, it's from the heart.

And behind this smile, there is a faint sadness.

If her child could have been saved, this is now her closest bloodline...... It's a pity that that person...... It's too ruthless.

Yun Rui thought, bowed her head slightly, and her eyes turned red.

Sooner or later, she will recover this debt!

"Yun Rui, you are really the hero of my university scholar's mansion!" Yan Zhen looked at the child in Yan Fang's arms and couldn't help but sigh.

This child is really the bloodline of his Yan family, but he looks a little similar to himself.

Song Xun, who has always talked a lot, smiled, and his heart was already hanging high.

It's as if he was hanging on the edge of a cliff, and only a knife was needed to cut the rope that bound him...... It's steady.

While the people in the room were happy, a maid stumbled in.

"Sir...... Oh no. Madam...... Madame she ......"

Yan Zhen's heart tightened, and he remembered Song Rong in hindsight, and hurriedly ran over.

When the group arrived at Song Rong's house, the government doctor was already healing.

Yan Luo's little face turned pale, and he was helped out of the inner room by the maid.

Chu Baiyan, who was waiting in the hall, quickly picked up the person in his arms.

"Shallow heart is not afraid of ......" Chu Bai gently coaxed Yan Luo.

Yan Luo's mood is indeed wrong.

I thought she could do it herself, but she forced herself to be like this......

What's the picture...... What a fight!

"What's going on!" Yan Zhen roared.

The house doctor withdrew his hand and knelt in front of Yan Zhen: "Master, Madame is old, and her body is not good. Suddenly fell and hemorrhaged, and he was unable to recover...... The little boy was unable to deliver for a long time, and he was stillborn. ”

The words of the house doctor were all taught by Chu Bai's people word by word.

The lives of the whole family were pinched in Chu Bai's hands, and the house doctor didn't dare to say a word wrong.

When Yan Zhen heard this, he only felt that his eyes were black.

I was still immersed in the joy of holding my golden grandson just now, and now I am about to face the pain of losing my wife and child......

didn't take a breath, Yan Zhen stared at him and fell backwards.