"You don't have to go through so much trouble. Yi Xiaorou is just a stranger to me now. Now I have a wife, so I won't have any entanglements with her."

Nalan Mufeng smiled meaningfully, "That's the best."

"Prince! Prince is not good!" The anxious girl ran in from outside, and her young face was pale, which had not yet faded.

The maid fell to the ground with her body shaking like a sieve, "The princess... the princess has a miscarriage!"

"Boom" is like a thunder thunder that strikes Zi Ling's soul away, "You, what did you say?"

Nalan Mufeng heard it while listening, and felt something was wrong. His long eyebrows slightly closed, and his body disappeared from the spot the next moment.

Zi Ling had no intention of judging Nalan Mufeng's abnormal movements, and stumbled from the upper head to the outside. The maid followed one side and said to Zi Ling in a trembling voice.

"The Empress was just talking to the lady and walked all the way to the garden. Later, the two seemed to have a dispute. The lady pushed the Empress into the lotus pond. The Empress has children and can't water. It's early winter. When the Empress was caught, the clothes were covered with blood. She had already discovered signs of miscarriage. She was now being watched by the imperial physician in the inner garden!"

Zi Ling felt a bang in his mind, and it was all blank, and only the maid's words were clearly ringing in his mind.

He stumbled to the inner garden and saw Yi Xiaorou, who was originally the culprit, sitting on a stone bench aside drinking hot tea, while the demon lord who was cursing him was chanting beside her for her well-being.

Unexpectedly, he recalled the sentence he just said, "I have no fate with the world," saying, does he mean that he will not have children in this life?

He couldn't suppress his anger in his heart, and when he walked to Yi Xiaorou, he shouted with a loss of image, "You are so devastated and still have the mood to drink tea? Yi Xiaorou, you are a scorpion-like heart!" After that, he snatched the hot tea that was hot in her hand, and threw it to the ground with a cup. With a bang, the ceramic scraps all over the floor were broken.

It wasn't enough to throw the cup, he even wanted to lift Yi Xiaorou in front of him and beat her hard!

But Nalan Mufeng would not give him this opportunity. He stood in front of Yi Xiaorou with murderous intent, "Go away from him when he was crazy!"

Yi Xiaorou's face was still a little pale. Her eyes fell on the shattered ceramic fragments on the ground, and her eyes were slightly dissipated. After a while, she raised her eyes and looked at Zi Ling, but her eyes were exactly the same as before. It was clear and calm, without any intention of dodging, let alone the guilt that she should have made a mistake in causing a big disaster.

"You should go see her." Her tone did not pause at all, and she calmly seemed to be narrating something.

Zi Ling paused, just gritted her teeth and glared at Yi Xiaorou, said "You wait", and hurried to the room where Nalan Xianfeng was where a large number of maids and servants gathered.

Nalan Mufeng squatted down and embraced Yi Xiaorou's trembling body into his arms. He touched Yi Xiaorou's head one after another, comforting his tone, "It's okay if I have the deity here."

The man who was still in a daze suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes full of helplessness, which was the hope, hope, and dependence that the drowning man placed when he grabbed the driftwood, "Is that right?"

Will it really...is it okay?

Nalan Xian was soaked all over, and her body was still vivid in her mind.
Chapter completed!