The Evil King's Crazy Wife: The World of Ghost Concubine

Chapter 550
Yan Beirong was aggressive, determined that Qiao Mi didn't want his child, and said that she always had that childhood sweetheart in her heart. The more she talked about him, the more excited she became, and Qiao Mi felt that she couldn't breathe more and could only keep backing away.

He suddenly grabbed her hand with great force, as if he could crush her hand with a little more force.

Ziru knelt down with a plop: "My lord, please calm down. I beg you, for the sake of the fetus in the womb of the wangfei, don't argue with the wangfei. The wangfei made a mistake unintentionally. She said these things that made him angry because she was worried about the lord. Lord..."

"Shut up!" Yan Beirong cast his cold eyes at Ziru: "This king is talking to the princess, when will it be your turn to beg for mercy!"

Ziru quickly shut her mouth tightly, not daring to say another word, but she was still worried about Qiao Mi, the power gap between the prince and the princess, she was afraid that the princess would be hurt because of it.

Qiao Mi moved her wrist vigorously: "My lord, you hurt my concubine."

"Does it hurt?" Yan Beirong squinted his eyes: "Does the princess know how much this king hurts? What this king hurts is his heart. Think carefully, princess, since you married into Prince De's mansion, how has this king treated you? Even if it’s not obedient, it can be regarded as consistent. I didn’t marry any side concubine to make things difficult for you, right? In order to make you happy these days, this king has almost ran all over the mountains and forests outside the capital, just for you to see Until those beautiful flowers can bloom a smile, even if it's just a smile!"

The more Yan Beirong said, the stronger his hands became, Qiao Mi really felt that his hands were about to break, and couldn't help but shed tears: "My lord..."

"Crying? Pain? Do you feel pain too?" Yan Beirong's eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with anger. He hated, hated himself for seeing her tears, so he couldn't bear it, so he shook her hard, trying to make her leave In the range of his sight, he regretted the action as soon as he made it. In a moment of urgency, he even forgot that she was pregnant, and her belly was getting bigger and bigger, so her actions and reactions were not as quick as before.

He wanted to pull her back, but it was too late. She was standing not far from the table, and when he threw her like this, she threw herself towards the table, her abdomen hit the corner of the table fiercely, and was bounced again. On the ground, the solid wooden stool on the side also fell down and fell heavily on her stomach.

After two heavy blows, the painful Qiao Mi broke out in a cold sweat on the spot. She opened her mouth slightly and subconsciously held her abdomen, unable to speak a word due to the pain.

Yan Beirong froze on the spot, unable to move his legs as if they had been filled with lead.

Ziru knelt on the ground, covered her mouth with her hands subconsciously, and realized immediately, crawled to Qiao Mi's side on her knees, and cried, "Princess, how are you doing, concubine!" Ziru wanted to help her up and lie down. On the bed, she accidentally touched a sticky stream. She stretched out her hand to look, and immediately exclaimed: "Blood, it's blood, princess!"

Yan Beirong took a step back, holding his head in his hands, totally unable to accept what happened at this moment.

Ziru didn't care about that much, so she hurried out and ordered the maid outside to call the doctor, crying while talking, which woke up everyone outside at once, everyone reacted, and immediately hurried away to call the doctor Doctor, if you go to the imperial palace to find the imperial physician, please inform the imperial concubine and the emperor that there is another group. Everyone is running all the way, and no one dares to neglect.

Prince De's Mansion originally arranged for an imperial physician and several female officials to take care of Qiao Mi and her fetus. Yan Beirong stood outside the dormitory and paced back and forth. I can still keep it.

The sky had already darkened, the emperor, empress and Concubine Qiu rushed over after hearing the news. When they arrived, the imperial physician in the palace had already arrived, and they were trying their best to rescue them with the female officials inside.

The queen looked anxious, and asked: "What's going on here? A few days ago, my concubine asked about Princess De's situation, saying that the fetal image was stable and absolutely fine. Why did she just..."

The queen spoke half of what she said, but it was enough. The emperor frowned and looked at Yan Beirong, and shouted, "What's wrong with you! Princess De is pregnant, you should take good care of her, and even make such a thing happen. I am so disappointed in you!"

Concubine Qiu narrowed her eyes. To her, the eldest grandson of the emperor is important, but compared to her son, the son is naturally more important. She knew that the emperor was angry, so she comforted her in a good voice: "The emperor calm down, what happened? We haven't asked anything clearly yet, Rong'er must be very sad when Princess De's accident happened, so you should say a few words less."

After being persuaded by her in this way, the emperor seemed to look a little better, and asked: "Tell me honestly, what happened? I heard that you had a dispute with Princess De, and you pushed her away in a fit of anger. Come on, is it true?"

Concubine Qiu gave Yan Beirong a wink, but at this moment he couldn't think too much, the self-blame and regret in his heart made him wish he could be pushed down to the ground by the emperor and beat him up. Dare to admit it.

Yan Beirong said in a deep voice: "What my father heard is true, all this is my son's fault." After he finished speaking, his eyes were already red, and he was about to shed tears.

In the emperor's impression, the eldest prince was a very strong person, and he would never show such a fragile expression like now, so he didn't know whether to scold him severely or comfort him.

The queen couldn't help sighing when she heard this, but she didn't say a word. The sigh was heard in the emperor's ears, and it was naturally heartbreaking.

After finally looking forward to a grandson of the emperor, the imperial physicians have already confirmed that it is a boy. Wouldn't it be a pity if it just disappeared.

"According to my will, no matter how good the medicine is or what other things are needed, as long as there is something in the palace, there is no need to report to me. The most important thing is to keep Princess De and her unborn child."

De'an took the order, knocked on the door and delivered the order, but it was too late to add more tonics, the female officials and the imperial physician in the bedroom shook their heads and sighed when they heard the order from outside.

Qiao Mi had already passed out from the pain, maybe this was a good thing for her, otherwise no one knew how she would react to the news that the fetus was not guaranteed.

The imperial doctor and the female officer came out of the dormitory together. Yan Beirong saw them as if he had caught driftwood in the water. He looked at them eagerly and expectantly, hoping that they would bring good news.

Concubine Qiu asked in a deep voice: "How is the princess?"

The leading imperial physician shook his head and sighed, "Your Majesty, empress, lord, and ministers are all guilty!"

After the imperial doctor said this, they knew what it meant. Yan Beirong took a step back and opened his mouth slightly, unwilling to believe it was true.

Concubine Qiu frowned, turned around and slapped Yan Beirong hard, and shouted, "You bastard!"

(End of this chapter)