"You should be the one wanting to die!" Tianxue angrily kicked him, "The doctor said Wanqing is showing signs of miscarriage. Eating and resting is minor, her emotions are what's important. She's been so emotional, what if--"
The thought of it scared Mu Tiancheng to bits, hastily crossing himself and muttering, "Amitabha!"
Tianxue choked on her words, wishing she could kick him flying. Was that how he prayed? The god might get angry!
She kicked him hard and pushed open the door, walking into the room. Seeing Wanqing's face pale like death, she quickly walked over and pulled Mu Tianying, who was still crying, away: "Brother, I'll keep Wanqing company. You--"
"No! I'll stay with her!" Mu Tianying held Wanqing tightly as if he was afraid that their child would be gone the moment he let go. He could not let her do anything foolish, he couldn't...
