On the corridor, Qingwan was lying on the ground softly, Wang Desheng was lifting Qingwan up, Yun Yao took a step forward, without saying a word, picked up Qingwan on her back, and a little bit of her foot, she had drifted away from the place.

As soon as Lingqiao saw Qingwan who had fainted, her little face changed, and she hurriedly tidied up the bed, Yun Yao carefully put Qingwan down, and when she raised her hand, she found blood on her hand, her face changed, and she looked at Lingqiao and said, "Prepare warm water, towels and scissors, and don't let anyone in." ”

"Yes." Dexterity hurriedly ran down, and after a while, the things were brought in.

Yun Yao quickly cut off Qingwan's clothes, her lower body was already red, she raised her hand suddenly, quickly sealed several acupuncture points of Qingwan, and stuffed a pill into Qingwan's mouth, and raised her palm to land on her lower abdomen.

If this child can't be saved, but Qingwan must be saved no matter what, and the child will be lost in the future, but if something happens to Qingwan at this time, Dayi is afraid that it will really be chaotic.

The wrist was weakly grasped by Liang Liang's hand, Yun Yao paused, and looked at Qingwan.

Her lips were white without the slightest blood, and her voice was like a gossamer: "Sister Yao...... Don't ......"

"It's up to you to decide this matter!" Yun Yao spoke.

"Please." Hot tears rolled down, she was weak like a white flower in the wind and rain, as if the wind would break when it blew, "In the past two days, the baby will kick me with his little foot ......"

Yun Yao's body froze.

"Sister Yao...... You said...... Who will it be like...... I think about it all the time, and I think about it every night...... If it's gone...... I'm not going to live anymore......"

"Qingwan."

"Sister Yao...... Qingwan begs you...... Can I hold on......" Her hand holding her wrist was trembling, tears soaked her cheeks, and the pleading in her eyes pierced Yun Yao's heart.

She is not a mother, and she can't understand Qingwan's mood, but, but that child is a little life! She just thought about it, and she couldn't do it again.

"Honorable Marquis, Prince Junlan is here." Outside the door, a deft voice whispered.

Yun Yao was silent for a moment and looked at Qingwan: "You just had a fetal gas, and now the fetus is unstable, if you want to keep the child, you must first stabilize your emotions." ”

Qingwan closed her eyes and breathed weakly, but the hand holding Yun Yao slowly relaxed.

Yun Yao probed her pulse, and immediately carefully placed her palm on her lower abdomen, and the warm true qi slowly penetrated, like a soft little hand, carefully protecting the fetal heart.

Qingwan's trembling body finally settled down slowly, Yun Yao wiped the blood under her with a hot towel, found dry clothes, and served her to change carefully, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Qingwan's body is worse than she imagined, and being pregnant will make her resistance weaker, and now she can only rely on her true qi to help her get through the pain.

This shock, Yun Yao was also a little exhausted, not physically, but mentally.

"Sister Yao thinks that the blood washes the ...... of the Yan Palace. Who is it? After a long time, Qingwan's low voice came.

Yun Yao sat down beside her, raised her hand and took her hand and said slowly, "I only know, it's not you." ”

Qingwan reluctantly pulled out a smile: "I used to think about it like this, I can't wait to kill all his concubines, if it was a normal day, I would do it like this, but since I had a baby, I didn't dare to come nonsense." ”

Yun Yao let out a "grace".

"Speaking of which, this child also arose because of a concubine, and I once hated her for having his child, and I arrested her, and he was furious and came to the door, and this is how my baby was born." Qingwan's eyes were full of sadness.