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Chapter 1250

Chapter 1250
"I'm not yet full-term, and you dare to give me labor-inducing drugs?
Su Yu said: "Princess Jingyu is not yet full-term, so she was also given oxytocin? The princess is afraid now, and it is already too late."

She moved half a step away, and the woman behind her immediately went up, still involuntarily holding down Yu Jiang, holding her hands and feet, no matter how hard she struggled, she gritted her teeth and pried open her mouth, pouring a large bowl of thick oxytocin I poured it in.

Deyang watched coldly, not worried that someone would report to the Empress.

The eyeliner arranged by Yu Jiang in the palace had been removed by Flying Eagle Rider a long time ago, and the people serving her now, except for Zhu'er, were all arranged by Deyang.

She is not married yet, and she is in charge of the internal affairs of the palace. The empress is busy with government affairs and doesn't care about these things. That's why Deyang dared to treat Yu Jiang so presumptuously.

After taking a bowl of oxytocin, the effect appeared soon. She sat on the ground and supported her stomach, her face was pale, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her skirt was wet, and she almost collapsed due to bursts of pain.

Without Deyang's order, everyone looked on coldly, even the Wen woman who came with her did not dare to take any action.

Deyang took out the ring from his arms: "You should know this, right?"

Yu Jiang's mind was in a state of pain, and after barely taking a look, his whole body shook, and he stretched out his hand to grab Deyang: "What did you do to An Rong?"

Deyang played with the ring on purpose, saw blood stains under her body, and said, "An Rong, he's dead."

Her simple sentence broke Yu Jiang's last persistence, and she fell to the ground and cried loudly, hugging her belly, and Wen Po hurriedly put her on the bed and arranged for the maid to prepare for her. She delivers.

Deyang sat down, separated from the bed by a screen, held the ring in his hand, listened to Yu Jiang's cries and gasped, and said to himself, "It hurts so much. When I had a miscarriage, it was so heartbreaking. Lung pain, confused, my life was completely ruined by you, Yu Jiang, I always thought that we were born to the same mother and grew up together since we were young. It would be too unfamiliar, why did you attack me and sister?

Although we didn't see my sister until we were eight or nine years old, but in all fairness, when did she really harm us?Even I can see that my sister has given you so many opportunities, why do you still make mistakes again and again?He actually plotted against her and wronged her, and attacked her who was pregnant with Liujia?

What are you drawing?

You are not like me. At that time, there was no choice but Bai Zhuang. As long as you said you didn't want to marry Wang Xian, the queen mother would not give you a marriage. Why are you fighting with Wang Xian?

Wang Xian didn’t tell you that An Rong died in Nanman at the beginning of October last year, and Wang Xian didn’t tell you that it was Miao Chang who was cultivated by An Guogong’s mansion to replace An Rong to enjoy all the honor, and he wouldn’t tell you that he killed An Rong Rong's people include me, Yinhua, and Yinxuan, right? "

"Ah~"

Yu Jiang listened to her words verbatim, sad, angry, unwilling, and the pain of childbirth.

What Jingyu suffered that day, now she bears it one by one.

Su Yu, who had been out for a while, came in and said loudly: "The empress is discussing the state affairs with the ministers, and asked Princess Deyang to take care of them. She will come immediately after the state affairs discussions."

Hearing such words, Yu Jiang's heart became even colder. If the empress did not come, Deyang would have no scruples.

The empress' trust was her weapon against Jingyu that day, and it was also Deyang's bargaining chip to deal with her.

 The rest of the day, okay?

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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