Fan Wan'er glared at the imperial doctor angrily, it was really a thing that was not enough to achieve and more than to lose, and was actually scared into this appearance by the old thing's roar.

"Don't hurry up and take a look for her, although it is true that she is a sinful person, but His Majesty does not want her life."

When the imperial doctor heard this, he immediately raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and walked towards Luo Bingjing tremblingly.

The two medical women on the side immediately stepped forward to apply medicine to Fan Wan'er's cheeks.

Yun Qing happened to come back at this time, and when he saw the palace people carrying the master into the palace, his heart trembled, and he pulled up his legs and quickly walked towards the palace.

Luo Bingjing was holding her lower abdomen tightly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, how she hoped to protect the child in her womb.

But as the feeling of distension in her lower abdomen increased, Luo Bingjing already knew in her heart that the fetus in her womb had left her.

She has reined in her claws, and lives peacefully in the cold palace until the baby is born. Who knew that they still didn't want to let her go.

In an instant, Luo Bingjing's eyes were extremely cold, why did she force her like this, why did she force her to a dead end.

Prince Laoyi and the others waited anxiously outside the hall, and after an hour of incense, the imperial doctor cowered and walked out.

He knelt down in front of Prince Lao Yi with a puff, and reported:

"Old prince, the fetus in the womb of the mother is gone."

Prince Laoyi shook his body when he heard this, anger flashed on his face, and he looked at Fan Wan'er sharply and asked:

"But you did something to Jing'er."

Fan Wan'er felt a chill down her spine, and she clearly saw the killing intent in the old thing's eyes.

No longer in high spirits just now, strong words are reasonable:

"The old prince can't frame this palace like this, although this palace was ordered to come and kill the fetus in Luo Bingjing's womb. But before the palace could make a move, the old prince stopped the palace. This is the will of God, and God can't see the seed in her womb to take it away. ”

"Providence, sister, what is providence?"

Fan Wan'er turned around suddenly, but saw Yun Qing and Shi Zhu walking out with Luo Bingjing, who had just lost her child.

The bloodstained clothes on her body have not yet faded, because of the loss of her child Luo Bingjing's face is pale and bloody, and at this moment, her eyes are interesting like a demon crawling out of purgatory, staring at Fan Wan'er's back hair.

Prince Laoyi immediately stepped forward and said with concern:

"Jing'er, how can you get up, why don't you go to the bed and lie down, leave everything to the old man, even if the old man tries his best to get justice for Jing'er. Kill all the persecutors of Jing'er. ”

Luo Bingjing was very grateful and said to Prince Laoyi:

"Thank you Uncle Huang for taking care of Jing'er all the time, today Jing'er is going to step out of this cold palace and go to the imperial study to ask Your Majesty, what is the will of heaven."

Fan Wan'er felt bad, and Luo Bingjing at this time gave her a sense of crisis.

"My sister is not stupid, my sister is now an abandoned concubine in the cold palace, how can she leave the cold palace and go to the imperial study to meet Your Majesty."

A sneer appeared on Luo Bingjing's face, and she walked towards Fan Wan'er step by step, standing in front of Fan Wan'er and saying word by word:

"I'm afraid it's my sister, Your Majesty once said that when I give birth to an heir, I will be welcomed back to Chaohua Palace as an imperial concubine. Now that the child is gone, this cold palace is no longer the residence of this palace. ”

As he spoke, he was supported by Yun Qing and Shi Zhu towards the courtyard.

The blood under his body was still dripping, and Yun Qing looked at his master worriedly.

The caryophyllus has red and swollen eyes, and hatred grows wildly in his heart.

Fan Wan'er's eyes were deep, her face was gloomy, and she said in a low voice:

"Stop the concubine."

Prince Laoyi waved his hand and said:

"Prepare a soft sedan chair to carry the mother to the imperial study. This king also wants to seek justice, and whoever dares to stop Hugh blames the palace for not caring about the royal family's face. ”

"You ......"

Fan Wan'er was angry, but she was helpless, after all, there were many old things, and the position of the old thing sect commander always suppressed her.

Luo Bingjing got on the soft sedan chair, and since they didn't give her a way to live, she cut off their way of life.

The power of the world, the love of the emperor. She's never fought for it, and she's going to fight for it today.

According to her understanding of Hou Hongwen in her previous life, she knows exactly what kind of woman he likes.

When the soft sedan chair was carried to the door of the imperial study, Luo Bingjing's face had changed.

She doesn't expect Hou Hongwen to change his views and emotions about her one day.

She only hoped that she could slowly take root in his heart until it could not be shaken, and if she moved, it would hurt her life.

The door of the imperial study was wide open, and it was obvious that Hou Hongwen had expected that she would come to look for him.

Although Luo Bingjing hated Hou Hongwen in her heart, she looked at Hou Hongwen with affection and pity at this time.

Especially with tears in his eyes, he stubbornly didn't let the tears fall.

This appearance made Hou Hongwen look at it, and a touch of tenderness and pity actually rose in his heart.

The originally cold and hard expression eased a lot at the moment.

When he saw Luo Bingjing's bloody clothes, he hesitated for a moment and ordered:

"Doctor Xuan."

Luo Bingjing forcibly endured the hatred in her heart, and stiffly pulled out a smile.

"The concubine has thanked Your Majesty, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive the concubine for failing to protect you and my children."

At this point, tears rolled down.

Seeing this, Hou Hongwen couldn't help but be moved, and stepped forward to hug Luo Bingjing into his arms and said:

"Let's go back to Chaohua Palace."

A hint of mockery appeared on Luo Bingjing's face in her arms, but she replied softly:

"Yes."

At this time, Prince Lao Yi walked in, his face was pale, and he said menacingly:

"Your Majesty, the old minister only needs one explanation. Hui'er, he is incompetent, even if he loses his life, he is innocent. But why did His Majesty implicate the imperial concubine. ”

Luo Bingjing could clearly feel Hou Hongwen holding her, and her body was slightly stiff.

At this time, Luo Bingjing suddenly felt dizzy, and before Hou Hongwen could open her mouth to give Prince Laoyi an explanation, she closed her eyes and fainted.

Hou Hongwen placed Luo Bingjing, who had fainted, on the seat beside him, and immediately ordered the palace people to carry him into the ear room, and only then did he say meaningfully to Prince Laoyi:

"Uncle Huang should know my current situation, if she gives birth to an heir, I can still get the support of Uncle Huang. When I unified the world and destroyed the disloyal, I let her give birth to a dragon heir and make her heir the prince. I know that this throne should be returned to the Hou family. ”

Prince Laoyi's eyes flashed slightly, and he knew that he couldn't press the saint tightly, otherwise everything would only backfire.

When Luo Bingjing woke up, she was already lying on the bed in Chaohua Palace.

She has been restored to the position of imperial concubine, and not only that, Fan Wan'er was punished for insulting the royal family order and was punished to the temple for ten days behind closed doors.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hou Hongwen took An Yuanxiang, who was praying in Guoguang Temple, back to the palace.

……

"Yunqing, what's the heat, don't stew this sturgeon soup if it's over, it won't have its original taste."

Yun Qing stared at the stove closely, for fear that the fish soup in the pot had been stewed for an hour.

This is what the master personally boiled for His Majesty, and thinking about the master's change, Yun Qing had mixed feelings in his heart.

Luo Bingjing stood aside and looked into the distance.

No longer the makeup and clothing of the past, she is particularly smart and playful today.

What she is doing, what she says and every move is according to what Hou Hongwen likes.

From the beginning of throwing away the soup she had prepared for him, to now sending someone to ask when she was going to deliver the soup.