Saint Ruan's heart turned cold, "This is really the end."
Su Yingxue knows how to cause trouble!
She's still so reckless with a four-month pregnancy!
"Your Majesty, I didn't mean to do it, Sister Jinyan had a difficult labor, and without surgery, both she and the child's lives..."
"Her life and the child's life matter, but don't Our child's life matter as well? Before you sacrifice yourself for others, can't you think of Us and the child first? Is this why you insisted on staying at the Marquis's Manor and refused to return to the palace with Us? Are you that unwilling to be with Us, to consider Our feelings?"
Chu Yihan's face, usually incomparably handsome, was now full of sadness and loss.
When he heard the news today and learned that Su Yingxue had ridden a horse from the Marquis's Manor in a frenzy, he couldn't even sit still on the dragon throne; his heart was suspended high in the air.
