I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 2195 Che song: the child who is thinking about it

The imperial doctor said sweatingly: "Go back to the emperor, the old minister tried his best, but the child was not saved."

"I want your life!" Murong Che crazily pulled up the imperial physician's neck, and punched it down fiercely. At this moment, those bewitching dragon eyes were red, scarlet, and there was a terrifying expression in them. The meaning of killing: "You quack doctor! You failed to save my child! Quack doctor!"

"The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life, it's not that the old minister doesn't want to keep the prince, but... the imperial concubine did it herself..." The minister knelt down and kowtowed, his face was already bruised by Murong Che.

This sentence made Murong Che freeze in place like a fixed acupuncture point.

His eardrums buzzed.

With his fist in the air, Murong Che rolled his Adam's apple and asked hoarsely, "What do you mean by what you said just now? What do you mean she made it herself? What do you mean! You'd better tell me clearly!"

The imperial doctor wiped off his sweat and said: "Back to the emperor, the imperial concubine is indeed raising the fetus very well this time, and the child is also very healthy, but the old minister found that the imperial concubine has a faint musk|scent on her body."

"Musk|fragrance?" Murong Che murmured these two words.

Murong Che is naturally familiar with these two words.

Musk is harmful to the fetus.

"How could there be musk, how could there be!" Murong Che shook his head, in disbelief, he squatted down in pain, and inserted his fingers into his black hair: "How could this be, Ruoge likes children very much, she likes it very much .”

"This... the emperor is probably going to ask the imperial concubine." The imperial doctor said: "This is the old minister's diagnosis."

"Yes, I'm going to ask Ruoge, I want to find out, there must be a misunderstanding, there must be!" Murong Che got up sadly, his pale face instantly haggarded because of the blow.

He staggered towards the inner hall.

Centrifugal Yue and the imperial physician looked at each other.

The drapery, as soft and light as a dandelion, is blown by the wind.

Murong Che's scent of phantom flowers made Ruoge feel the last trace of stability.

She knew what was behind the stability...

The bright yellow and dazzling Murong Che stood in front of her, his eyes were filled with pain, and he stared at Ruoge's pale little face for a moment.

Ruoge's originally clear fairy eyes have now turned into turbid glass balls.

They stared at each other for a long time.

Murong Che finally couldn't help it, and slowly uttered a hoarse question: "The imperial doctor...is what he said true? The child...you dropped it yourself...that's right...isn't it?"

His thin lips trembled, and so did his heart.

I want to know the answer, but I am afraid that Ruoge will tell the answer.

Because, on Ruoge's face, he couldn't see a trace of grief for losing his child.

On the contrary, she could see her relief and relief.

He was scared, really scared.

He clenched his fists in fear, almost suffocating in fear.

Ruoge's eyelashes were raised, and her eyes looked at him calmly, her thin lips parted slightly, and she said calmly, "Yes."

"What? Right? You said... right?" Murong Che was surprised, looked at her in astonishment, and took another step forward.

The strong smell of blood pierced his heart like a sharp dagger.

Bright, enchanting red flowers bloomed on the light blue pavement, that is blood, that is the child they shed.

The red flower stung Murong Che's eyes, and he asked heartbroken: "Why? Why...what? That...that is our...our child, the child we have been waiting for."

　It’s July, the second half of life has begun, and most of the year has passed, thank you for your company, thank you...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)