Gu Bailu sat down gravely and examined her.
Dear lord, was this person pregnant?
The woman was slim and was wearing a loose dress. Her face was covered by her hair.
It was hard to tell that she was pregnant.
Clearly, she wasn't in good shape.
Gu Bailu immediately said, "Ah Luo, stop anyone from approaching."
This was the sign of a miscarriage. If she didn't do anything, the child was doomed.
Gu Bailu lifted the woman's hair and was stunned. What a beautiful girl!
Her eyelashes were as thick as feathers, and her skin was as fair as snow.
She was like a delicate peach blossom, beautiful and gorgeous.
Her lips twitched softly, as if she was crying out for sympathy.
Gu Bailu softened her voice. "My lady, do you know that you're pregnant?"
Gu Bailu knew that she wasn't really unconscious.
There was no reply.
