"Yes."

Lin Xin'er admitted that she couldn't see any relief in Zheng Xianlun's face, and those eyes stared straight at her like dead fish, as if they were going to swallow something.

"No, this child is the son of this prince, and this prince orders you to treat Xin'er immediately!"

Without waiting for Zheng Xianlun to respond, Mo Zeng blurted out first.

Ximen Jingxuan was a thorn in his heart, and when he arrived in Qi Mingguo, he didn't want to hear anyone mention it again.

"No matter whose child it is, there's nothing I can do." Zheng Xianlun said, the whole person was like a pile, standing in front of Lin Xin'er's bed, staring at the woman whose expressions of worry, fear, pain, prayer and so on.

"Ah,,"

Lin Xin'er stroked her stomach and screamed in pain, the pain of miscarriage seemed to be heart-rending for her, and her lower body showed blood red.

"Zheng Xianlun, I'll kill you!" Mo Zengye got up and raised his hand to rest a sword on Zheng Xianlun's neck.

And Leng Yanqiu waved the bandage used by the doctor to bandage the wound on the side, like a white snake wrapped around Zheng Xianlun's neck.

As long as Mo Zengye's hand moves, he can cut off Zheng Xianlun's head, and as long as Leng Yanqiu uses force, he can cut Zheng Xianlun's neck.

"Let me accompany Ru'er." Zheng Xianlun closed his eyes, "Accompany Ru'er, and her grandson, Ru'er will not be lonely on Huangquan Road." ”

Leng Yanqiu's fingers hooked lightly, Zheng Xianlun's face turned purple due to suffocation, and Mo Zengye unceremoniously cut a cut on his neck.

"I really can't help it...... I don't want to die either...... It's all her to blame...... Don't listen to me...... I didn't take the medicine......" Zheng Xianlun said helplessly, as he became more and more suffocated, it was difficult for him to speak.

"Ah...... Pain...... The child ......" Lin Xin'er stretched out her hand towards Leng Yanqiu, "Yanqiu...... Master......"

Leng Yanqiu loosened the bandage and slid to Lin Xin'er, seeing that the signs of the slippery tire he controlled began to move again, he hurriedly continued to rescue.

Mo Zeng kicked Zheng Xianlun away with one kick, he was not even afraid of death, he really had no choice, he had always wanted to see Xia Yubing's head, waiting for the people of Qi Mingguo to send Xia Yubing's head, but at this time, he had no choice but to die, and it was considered to be a blind eye, it seemed that Lin Xin'er was really hopeless.

"Ahem, what can I do...... Only to alleviate her ...... ...... pain," Jung Hyun Lun threw to the side and coughed.

"Me too." Leng Yanqiu stopped her hand and looked at Lin Xin'er, and the nervous gaze that accompanied her suddenly softened.

"Yanqiu ......" From Leng Yanqiu's gaze, Lin Xin'er saw giving up and held his hand tightly, "No, you will have a way, won't you?" I can't see Jing Xuan now, I can't live without his children anymore, Yanqiu, help me......"

Lin Xin'er's nails were embedded in Leng Yanqiu's palms one by one.

"Xin'er, there is still a chance, you have nothing to do with this child, let him go with peace of mind." Leng Yanqiu pulled Lin Xin'er's fingers away little by little.

Lin Xin'er held on to Leng Yanqiu firmly, and every time she pulled it open, she had to waste a lot of strength, and she had to be careful not to break her fingers.

"No...... Don't ......" Lin Xin'er clenched Leng Yanqiu tightly and kept shaking her head, just like a stubborn child, and as a mother, the last hope she clenched.

But he couldn't give her this hope. Leng Yanqiu was very helpless and sad.

When Xin'er was most helpless, he couldn't help her, watching their mother and son separate, and watching Ximen Jingxuan's flesh and blood lose like this.

For Xin'er, for his friend Ximen Jingxuan, he has a heavy sense of guilt.

Lin Xin'er's body became more and more red, and the blood stained it.

"Hurry up and find Wen Po." Leng Yanqiu instructed Mo Zengye on the side.

There are some things that men like them can't do.

"Next door, the old woman next door is." The doctor in the medical hall hurriedly offered his hospitality, if he didn't do anything at this time, he would be in trouble in the future.

"Yanqiu ......" Lin Xin'er didn't feel the changes in her body, but she really didn't want to give up and didn't dare to face this fact.

Lin Xin'er let go of her hand, "Save my child, Yanqiu ......"

She was really stupid just now, holding Leng Yanqiu's hand tightly, how could he save her, now that she let go, Yanqiu can continue to do it.

"Xin'er, sleep and wake up." Leng Yanqiu gently persuaded, picked up the golden needle on the side, and pierced it at Lin Xin'er.

"Yanqiu!" Lin Xin'er wanted to dodge, but she couldn't dodge, and was stabbed by the golden needle at the acupuncture point, and her body was instantly weak.

At the moment when Lin Xin'er closed her eyes, Leng Yanqiu saw two tears slipping out of the corners of her eyes, if she was awake, she would definitely burst into tears.

"What did you do to her?" Mo Zeng Ye asked.

"Just put her to sleep, do you want her to watch her six-month-old child separate from her?" Leng Yanqiu got up and said.

"It's a tragedy, this king left first." Mo Zeng, who had been standing aside without making a sound, waved his hand and left the medical hall.

At this time, Mrs. Wang has been brought here, in fact, there was an accident in the infirmary, there was a circle of people outside to watch the excitement, and Mrs. Wang next door was also staring closely, and when she heard that she was going to look for her, she quickly set aside everyone and ran into the infirmary.

"Go and help her induce labor." Leng Yanqiu explained and turned the wheelchair.

Mo Zeng ordered someone to take Zheng Xianlun down at night, and he also walked out of the inner room and took a deep breath.

Although he didn't want to see Lin Xin'er sad, but this child was gone, his heart was still very happy, so that Lin Xin'er and Ximen Jingxuan would have nothing to do with each other.

"Oops, it's a fast-forming stillbirth, it's a pity."

The voice of the old woman Wang came from the inner room, and Mo Zengye, who was leaning against the door, could hear it.

It turned out that the child was stillborn.

Just because Leng Yanqiu knew that the child was dead, he gave up, but he couldn't tell Lin Xin'er.

Leng Yanqiu turned his back to the bed, holding his head in his hands and hanging on his unconscious legs.

This incident is not a blow to him, he inherited the poison of the Leng family, got involved in medical skills, and has always thought that he is not inferior to the descendants of Guigu, but he did not find a trace of Lin Xin'er's body abnormalities, and he was caught off guard by a slippery tire, but he had no ability to recover.

In the end, the only thing he could do was to let Lin Xin'er fall into a coma and not let her experience the moment of separation between mother and son, but what about when she woke up?

"Oh, it's pitiful, it's still a son."

"Oh, it's so old, in a few more days, I'm afraid this child will be able to live."

……

While doing things, Mrs. Wang kept sighing.

"His Royal Highness, I have to go and buy a coffin." Leng Yanqiu lowered his head and said.

He knew that Mo Zeng was outside the door at night.

His incompetence can't save Lin Xin'er, and Mo Zengye is the culprit who separates their family of three!

Love can give people a happy life, but it can also be an excuse to harm sentient beings.