Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 601
Zhen Guohou walked into the pavilion in a rage, and knocked down the teapot and teacups on the table with his hands, angrily said: "What time is it, you are still in the mood to drink tea!"

Holding half a cup of tea, Yu Wenming shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not a doctor, so I can't help you. I can only wait outside. I don't drink tea. What are you doing?"

Zhen Guohou's face was livid: "Did you let Murong Lin fall on purpose?" Zhen Guohou knew Yu Wenming's temperament better than anyone else.

Yu Wenming sighed heavily: "She is too hot-tempered, and hit my room indiscriminately. I was out of breath for a while, so I slapped her. I never thought that she would be so weak, and she fell to the ground with a slap... ..." He didn't need Murong Lin to give birth to a son for him, it would be best if the child was lost.

"You'd better pray that the fetus in Murong Lin's womb is fine, otherwise, I will never forgive you!" Zhen Guohou was completely disappointed with Yu Wenming, so he turned his hopes on his son, hoping that his grandson would be better and not like Ming'er Playboy.

"Father, I am handsome and suave. Countless young and beautiful women have been fascinated by me. Even if the child in Murong Lin's womb is gone, I have the ability to let you have a grandson within a year!" Finding a woman to have a child is just a trivial matter For one thing, relying on one's own identity, status, appearance, and talent, as long as he waved, countless women would take the initiative to throw themselves into his arms.

"You..." Zhen Guohou pointed at Yu Wenming, speechless angrily: "What are you talking about? It is your son who is in danger. You don't even have the slightest concern..."

Yu Wenming blinked his eyes, his son who was about to be lost, how could he need to care about him...

"Second brother, how can you talk to dad like this!" Yu Wenzhen gave Yu Wenming a hard look.

Yu Wenming always has the ability to blow Zhen Guohou to death within ten sentences.

Putting down his teacup, Yu Wenming turned and left: "Out of sight is out of mind, since you all hate me, I'll leave!" As for Murong Lin, life and death have nothing to do with him.

Yu Wenming left as soon as he said that, without any nostalgia, Zhen Guohou trembled all over: "The person in the house is seriously injured, and the life and death are uncertain. It is your wife and children. You don't have the slightest concern!"

Yuwen Wen replied without looking back: "That is the grandson you have been looking forward to, but not the son I like!" The life and death of their mother and child, what do they do?

Turning the corner, Yu Wenming disappeared, and Zhen Guohou didn't come up in a breath, coughing violently.

"Father!" Yu Wenzhen patted Zhen Guohou on the back, and told the servant girl, "Go get a glass of water!"

Zhen Guohou drank a glass of water, he became much more angry, and sighed heavily: "Nizi, I'm so mad!"

"Father, the second brother is still young, don't be as knowledgeable as him!" Yu Wenming and Zhen Guohou seemed to be born at odds, as long as they talked, they would definitely quarrel.

"Seventeen or eighteen years old, he's still young!" In his bones, he was just an idler with a temper that was nothing like himself or his wife, so he didn't know who he looked like.

"Squeak!" The door opened, and the doctor came out with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Zhen Guohou hurried up to meet him, his eyes full of anxiety: "Doctor, how is it?" My lord, the children are safe.

The doctor smiled lightly: "Fortunately, he was treated in time, and there is nothing serious. After a few months of recuperation, he will be fine, but..." The doctor looked at Zhen Guohou, hesitant to speak.

"But what, it's okay for the doctor to say so!" Zhen Guohou looked solemnly, as long as the adults and children are fine, other things are easy to talk about.

"Madam's and child's pulses are a little abnormal, you must pay more attention!" Generally speaking, pregnant women with abnormal pulses are either due to their special constitution, or they have been poisoned or contracted an illness. The color is normal, not poisoned.

"Has Madam suffered from any special disease before? The root cause has not been eradicated." If it's not poisoning, the only two possibilities left are disease and special constitution.

Zhen Guohou's eyes darkened: "What do you mean, Lin'er got sick before she was pregnant?" Otherwise, the pulse will not be abnormal.

The doctor stroked his gray beard and said with a smile, "This is just one possibility, and the other is a special constitution!"

Zhen Guohou frowned: "The people in Zhongyonghou's mansion are all healthy, and the master of Zhen Guohou's mansion is also normal. Murong Lin should not have any strange illness..." Zhen Guohou is not completely sure, and tomorrow he will secretly Hit Murong Xiu sideways.

"That's why you have a special physique!" She was four or five months pregnant and fell to the ground, but the child was able to survive. The physique is indeed pretty good, and it's not surprising that she is special.

"Have you heard that the concubine of King Xuan of Chu is more than a month pregnant..." Outside the courtyard, the maids whispered to each other. Although the voices were very small, Yu Wenzhen's martial arts skills were strong and his ears were keen, so he heard every word.

The body shook suddenly, Yu Wenzhen looked up at the sky, his eyes were dim, Yu'er and Ouyang Shaoxian had been married for more than half a year, and it was normal to be pregnant, why did he feel heartache uncontrollably when he heard the news.

"Isn't the concubine the concubine our aunt's first sister?" Murong Yu and Murong Lin are both celebrities in the capital, and the maids also know a little bit about it.

"Yes, yes, both sisters are pregnant..." The difference is that the concubine's child is born as the son, and the future King Xuan of Chu has a noble status, while the aunt is just a bastard with a humble body, and she is an underground son with the little son. , a heaven, cannot be compared...

"It's more than a month's pregnancy, it's not time to make it public, right?" The maids have served in the Zhen Guohou's Mansion for many years, so they naturally know many of the rules of the nobles. After four months, the fetus will be stable before they announce the good news. Chuxuan Palace It's too early to announce the happy event.

"Maybe the prince and the concubine are too happy, and they told the outside world a little earlier..." The maids chattered, and the bitterness in Yu Wenzhen's eyes gradually became stronger. He and Murong Yu were only one step away, and there was no fate. It would be nice to be able to flow backwards...

"Come here, send the doctor off!" Zhen Guohou's order sounded, and Yu Wenzhen's thoughts of traveling for nine days returned instantly.

"Doctor please!"

Murong Lin is a woman, and it is inconvenient for the two big men, Zhen Guohou and Yu Wenzhen, to go in to condolences. Knowing that she is fine, the two of them don't need to stay any longer. They ordered the maids to take good care of her. hospital.

(End of this chapter)