"Your Majesty! Don't just look at the little prince, Sister Le Pin is so lucky, she doesn't know what's going on now?" Shen Zhaoyu couldn't help but clenched her fingers tightly. A person who is about to die, he never expected to have such luck to give birth to a prince! Ah! hehe!
Emperor Ning embraced the Eighteenth Prince and kissed and kissed again. After hearing Shen Zhaoyu's words, he turned around, looked at Dongmei and asked, "Tell me, how is Concubine Le now?"
Dongmei lowered her head, bit her thin lips tightly, and refused to speak.
"What do you mean by not making a sound?!" Shen Zhaoyu frowned, "Didn't Wan Yun say that?! She won't let Sister Le Concubine have an accident. If something happens to Le Concubine's sister, Wan Yun will pay for her life! Are you The personal servant girl next to Wan Yun, if Wan Yun really made a mistake, you should tell it earlier, we can still make up for it... If it is too late, Wan Yun will not be saved!"
Shen Zhaoyu seemed to be worried about Dongfang Jing in every sentence, but in fact, she was repeatedly hinting at Emperor Ning that Le Concubine might not be able to die anymore!
Dongmei shook her head desperately, not daring to make a sound.
Emperor Ning's complexion sank, his brows furrowed, and he said coldly, "What's going on?! What happened to Concubine Le?!"
Dongmei still refused to speak.
Zongzheng Fusu, who had been silent for a long time, walked forward slowly, squinted his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, since this girl dare not speak, she must have done something wrong. Your Majesty might as well lead a few female relatives in to have a look." , if there is really something wrong with Concubine Le, I would like to be punished together with my wife!"
When Shen Zhaoyu heard this, the tip of her eyebrows almost raised her forehead, and the triumphant smile on her face could hardly be concealed.
"Yes! Your Majesty, let's go in and take a look!" Shen Zhaoyu hurriedly changed his face, stepped forward to take Emperor Ning's arm, and said anxiously, "I am worried about Sister Le Concubine and Wan Yun... I don't want anything to happen to any of them!"
"En." Emperor Ning snorted, then hugged the child in his arms to Dongmei, and said carefully, "Take care of the eighteen princes, if there is anything for the little prince, you are the only one I can ask!"
"Yes." Dongmei replied timidly.
As soon as she took over the little prince, Emperor Ning brought Shen Zhaoyu into the side hall.
Inside the side hall, Le Pin was lying peacefully on the bed, motionless, the lavender printed mattress all over her body was completely covered with blood, and then, there was blood everywhere on the ground, in the basin, and on the medicine box!
Dongfang Jing fell to the ground, holding a pair of cold scissors in her hands, her eyes were dull, and she looked lost.
Yingyue sat on her, carefully wiped the sweat and blood from her forehead, her face was extremely embarrassed.
"Wan... Wan Yun?" Shen Zhaoyu tentatively called out.
Dongfang Jing didn't respond, looking extremely tired.
Shen Zhaoyu secretly rejoiced in her heart, and immediately raised her voice, "Wan Yun! What happened?! Why is there so much blood?! I have given birth to a child, but I have never seen so much blood. blood! What did you do to Sister Le Pin?! What did you do that you shouldn’t do, you should immediately admit your mistake to His Majesty... Maybe, maybe—"
Dongfang Jing didn't make a sound, but turned around, and kowtowed deeply three times towards Pin Le's bed!
Shen Zhaoyu lowered his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.
Is Le Pin dead? !
It can be regarded as dead!
It will be dawn soon, from nightfall to now, such a long time, she managed to boil Le Bin to death!