"Princess" Ming'er was dumbfounded, and she could almost feel Feng Luoge's pain in her whole body and mind.
"Yichen" Feng Luoge took a weak look at Bai Yi, whispered his name, and then fell unconscious, fainting in her long-lost embrace.
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When Feng Luoge woke up again, the first thing he saw was the blue bed curtain that is common in inns. She was lying on the bed in the inn, the clothes on her body had been changed, and the pain that made her suffocate had long been gone. Subconsciously, she reached out and touched her abdomen, feeling that the life in her arms was still there, Feng Luoge Only then did he heave a long sigh of relief, and turned his eyes to look at the man standing upright under the moon in front of the window. The symbolic snow-white robe fluttered in the wind, and the moonlight cast on his cool and handsome face, in Feng Luoge's heart. A cold stone was thrown.
"Thank you for saving me." With difficulty supporting her body with her hands, Feng Luoge stood up and thanked her.
"You're welcome." Looking back, Yichen indifferently looked at Feng Luoge's pale face and her strenuous movements, and continued quietly: "What I want to save is only the fetus in your arms."
Shocked all over her heart, Feng Luoge opened her eyes wide and looked at Yichen. After a long time, she raised the corners of her mouth mockingly, "So you don't forget."
As soon as her feet were exerted, Feng Luoge half fell from the bed and fell to the ground, a little crystal appeared on her smooth forehead again, and her chest was floating up and down due to exhaustion.
"" Seeing Feng Luoge like this, Yichen still stood motionless in front of the window, without any intention of going to help her, his voice was alienated and indifferent, "After the baby is born, I will take it away."
The movement of walking froze for a moment, Feng Luoge saw a drop of water falling into the mouth of the boot, she still hung her head, swallowing the soreness in her throat, opened her mouth, feeling that she could not make a sound, and paused for a while , Biting her lip, she nodded silently.
"After this accident, the baby may be born prematurely. You need to be mentally prepared." As if it was a routine, Yichen's voice could not hear any warmth, as if those words were not spoken to people, but to the air.
"Okay" The tightly closed lips finally let out a sound, and Feng Luoge only realized at this moment that the bitter taste of Coptis chinensis for the dumb is actually so depressing and tearing.
"Since the consensus has been reached, you and I are at ease. The prescription I prescribed is on the table, and your maid will come over after finishing the medicine. During this time, you should lie on the bed and rest." A gust of wind from Fengluoge disappeared again, leaving behind the two swaying vermilion windows, which made a "squeak¡ªsqueak" sound in the wind.
When the windows stopped, Feng Luoge raised her head and looked out of the window sadly. The bottom of her clear eyes was covered with mist, and the tears slipped down silently, falling on her blouse and blue quilt, soaking the wet ground. Smudged, and she bit her lower lip, trembling uncontrollably, still refused to let out a cry, even a choked sob.
"Princess" Ming'er pushed the door open, and what she saw was Feng Luoge's red eyes from crying.
"Bring me the medicine." Feng Luoge suddenly stopped her tears, pursed her lips, and said in a hoarse voice.
Ming'er quickly handed over the medicine bowl in his hand, and called again worriedly: "Princess"
"Gulu¡ª¡ª" Feng Luoge raised her head and drank the bitter juice in the bowl in one gulp, then lowered her head and took a few deep breaths. While calming down, she picked up her broken heart. After a while, she muttered: " I will sleep here tonight and will not go back to the palace."
"But" Ming'er hesitated to speak, and finally blurted out: "The prince is coming here."
"Really?" Feng Luoge exhausted all her strength to spit out these two words, as if she was thinking about something, her voice was very slow, her face was expressionless, "But I still feel tired and want to rest." She really I'm so tired and tired.
"Princess you sleep for a while, and we will make plans after the prince comes. That name is going out first, the princess needs to rest." Ming'er walked to the window, closed the window, and exited the room.
Immediately, Feng Luoge felt that her world was quiet. The moonlight slanted in through the window paper, and wisps of clear light fell on her body, hurting her eyes.
"Did I do it on my own?" Feng Luoge murmured in a low voice as the moisture from the bottom of his eyes welled up again.
After a chuckle, she suppressed all the sadness in her body, slowly closed her eyes, and said bitterly: "Love, it turns out, can't be harsh, and it's only me who suffers."
That night, Feng Luoge put away all her emotions, embraced her slightly protruding belly, and fell asleep in a deep tiredness. When her breath sounded steadily and evenly, Yue Xiaoran walked into the room, kissed her on the forehead with great guilt, and silently stood by Feng Luoge's bed.
However, in the early morning of the next day, when Feng Luoge woke up, Yue Xiaoran had already disappeared, because an urgent report came from Prince Yu's residence in the middle of the night and called him away. First release, please do not reprint! Remember after reading: update the bookmark for the next time, or put it on the bookshelf. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com