It's hard to guess the concubine: the black-bellied prince chases his wife

Chapter 439 Delusion of rights, unworthy of being a mother

The word "that child" made Yu Lingxiang stop the movements in her hands, and raised her head to look at Ye Ziyi in a daze: "She...is she with you, right? Is she okay? Is she still alive? You will take Is she coming to see me?"

"No." Ye Ziyi slightly moved her lips, and then looked into the distance, "That child is not good, not at all. You took medicine during pregnancy, she was sent away and got a cold, and got asthma. You should know that this disease will follow her for the rest of her life!"

Yes, she is a medical student, and she knows that asthma cannot be cured, and it cannot be cured in this life!
Grasping Ye Ziyi's skirt, Yu Lingxiang knelt down to her for the first time: "Can you give her to me? I will take her to meet the emperor, and after meeting the emperor, I will give her the best medicine in the world. She can't live without her parents, can you give her to me?"

At this time, is she still thinking about using that child in exchange for the emperor's forgiveness? !The first reaction was not to ask about the child's condition, but to take the child to see the emperor. In the world, there really are such cruel mothers!

Without showing her any more sympathy, Ye Ziyi kicked Yu Lingxiang away who was holding on to her skirt, and her expression became even colder: "I was asking if you have a prescription, you just need to answer if I have or not." Good. Remember, you will never see her in this life!"

"No!" Yu Lingxiang, who was kicked by Ye Ziyi, lay on the ground, shook her head vigorously, clenched her fists as if she was struggling for the last time, "If you don't bring the child to me, I won't tell you A prescription for asthma! You must give me the child!"

It's ridiculous, it's all over now, does she still want to threaten Ye Ziyi by turning against the customer?

Sighing, throwing the embroidered pouch containing Mo Yi's fetal hair on Yu Lingxiang's body, Ye Ziyi turned around and said to Wu Ya: "She has no cure, let's go. The child's matter, we'll talk about it later." Try to find a way, and I will never let her know that she has such a mother."

The embroidered pouch was thrown on Yu Lingxiang's body, and the strand of fetal hair slipped out of the embroidered pouch and drifted with the wind.

"No——" Yu Lingxiang stretched out her hand, but she only grabbed one fetal hair, and the rest fell to the ground and water beside her.She collected the fetal hairs one by one and put them in her sleeve, crying to Ye Ziyi's back, "Have you tried Xuanfei Liqi Decoction? There is also the method of dispelling wind and relieving spasm? Huaphlegm Liqi Dew What about? Ye Ziyi, don't go!"

But no matter how she shouted, Ye Ziyi never looked back.She has completely given up on Yu Lingxiang, this woman has nothing but rights in her heart.She doesn't deserve to be a mother at all!Not worthy to be Mo Yi's mother!

Xiao Ningzi, who was waiting in the shade, saw Ye Ziyi and Wu Ya leave the clothes bureau, smiled and weighed the bag of silver, and then ran to Yu Lingxiang, who was kneeling on the ground looking for the scattered fetal hair: "Aiyoyo , you are really my nobleman, Xiaoxiang!"

He took Yu Lingxiang's arm, and began to tug on her skirt again: "I'll add some meat to your dinner tonight! After dinner, let's...hehehe..."

That obscene laughter made Yu Lingxiang shiver, but the most important thing in her mind right now is to find those scattered fetal hairs.

Shaking off Xiao Ningzi's hand, she knelt on the ground again, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she couldn't get back the fetal hair that had disappeared long ago and was blown away by the wind.

Xiao Ningzi who was pushed away was also full of anger, he pulled Yu Lingxiang's skirt again, and in front of so many people, he tore her blouse abruptly, and then took the embroidered pouch in her hand He casually threw it into the well aside: "Don't be shameless!"

(End of this chapter)