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On the night of the moon, the cold wind blew gently, and the moonlight bloomed everywhere.

Candle lights came from the dilapidated temple near the moat. The ginger-yellow curtain that was swaying scattered the candle lights, turning them into pieces of light. From afar, it looked eerie and terrifying.

In front of her, a pale-faced woman had her eyes tightly shut. Her long eyelashes clearly showed the rise and fall of her face.

"Don't cry!" Su Xian looked at her indifferently, only to see her holding back her tears. She wanted to cry, but she was afraid of offending Su Xian.

"Answer my question. If you answer correctly, you will be punished!" Su Xian rolled his eyes, he only felt that his body did not have any energy, so he laid on the ground and did not get up.

"What's your name?"

"In reply to the wangfei, this servant's name is Zhao Ying."

"Who am I?"

"You are the legal and proper Princess Rui."

"Hss — —" As Su Xian was speaking, she suddenly felt waves of pain coming from her abdomen, as if a wave was crashing towards him.

Only now did she lower her head to look, but she didn't expect that her bulging stomach was like a small mountain, not only did it crush Su Xian's body, it also crushed Su Xian herself.

"What's going on? "Why is there a burden?"

With another wave of pain, Su Xian was forced by the circumstances to place something under her neck with Zhao Ying's support, so that she could catch her breath.

"Princess!" You are already pregnant for ten months! "Today, I must escape from the Prince's Mansion. This servant has no other choice!" Zhao Ying looked at Su Xian who was tormented to the point that she did not look human. She was extremely anxious, but she did not know what to do.

"What dogshit crossing!" Aunt was a good gynecologist. Wasn't she just stabbed? Is there a need to torment me like this? "

Su Xian was tormented by the pain, she could not help but curse towards the sky.

Zhao Ying was completely unaware of what she was saying. Seeing Su Xian's trembling body, Zhao Ying did not even dare to touch her.

"Ah …" Esteemed wangfei, you're bleeding! What do we do now! " Zhao Ying looked at the blood dripping from Su Xian's legs, and retreated in shock.

"Retreat? Retreat?!" "Come back!" Su Xian endured the pain, the pain tearing at her body like floodwaters, "Go and prepare Muddlefire, Hot Water, Towel, Scissor! Not a single one can be missing! "

The sharp voice was very clear in the silent night.

"Yes …" This servant will prepare it now! " Zhao Ying was shocked by her voice and quickly stood up.

She raised her leg to leave but the person behind her stopped her. Lowering her head, Su Xian stared at her with his dark eyes: "Remember, if you dare run, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

Su Xian's dry throat carried a trace of numbness. Her gaze was like a spirit that had just climbed up from the river, filled with the determination to fight a battle from the back.

"Yes sir!" Zhao Ying's legs trembled because of her grabbing. After Su Xian loosened her grip, she left the run-down temple while trembling.

"What's going on!?" I was stabbed, but it's not enough! Brother, do you eat and drink? Ah … "How far does it have to go to be born?"

She had always delivered babies for others. When had she ever given birth?

His pale face was covered with sweat, which trickled down the high roots of the mountain.

"Mountain Crush!" And you want me to do it myself! "

There were more and more blood stains under his body. Su Xian could feel the warmth of the blood.

She propped herself up on the ground, but found that she didn't have any strength left.

"How long has it been since I last ate?" Which duke's wangfei can be so miserable? " She couldn't help but curse at the sky before looking around.

A few steps away, a few dusty piers caught her attention. After thinking for a while, she pressed her arm against the ground and slowly moved backwards.

Just as she reached the pier, there was a faint sound from outside the ruined temple, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Su Xian's relaxed mind suddenly tensed up, her eyes that were as cold as the edge of a sword stared fixedly at the door, but her abdomen was twitching in pain.

Zhao Ying carried a pair of items and hurriedly ran into the run-down temple, but could only see a pile of blood on the ground.

"Princess!" "Where are you?" Seeing that the blood trail was moving not towards the door, Zhao Ying immediately calmed down.

"Here, come here!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Xian hid behind the Earth Statue and did not dare to make a sound.

"Now, start a fire to disinfect me! It has been opened for about eight fingers. In a while, you can help me borrow the child! "

The pier was still some distance from the ground, and the child was too soft for her to gamble with.

"Yes!" This servant will go right now! " This time, Zhao Ying was much faster. Just as Su Xian finished speaking, she ran out and started a fire.

However, Su Xian was not in a good condition. Her two hands held tightly onto one end of the statue, using all her strength, and her body felt as if something was about to come out!

"Zhao Ying! Come here! I'm about to give birth! "

After saying this, her voice became softer. The pain in her lower body was like a thousand jin pendant that was about to rip apart her body with a slight movement.

Zhao Ying moved closer to her with trembling hands and lifted up her skirt. The underpants were already torn apart by her, and a small black head slowly emerged from the hole.

"Princess!" Your servant has seen the child! Just use a little more strength and you can come out! " Zhao Ying held on to Su Xian's leg, carefully holding on to the child.

Su Xian held onto one end of the land statue tightly, her other hand could only clench into a fist.

The moment the sharp nails pierced her flesh, many images flashed through her mind. They bloomed like fireworks and disappeared bit by bit.

Under the night sky, the light faded, leaving only darkness in front of his eyes.

"Princess!" The young son is out! It's a young son! " Zhao Ying hugged the child whose body was covered in blood, completely at a loss of what to do.

"Take... Bring me the scissors! " Su Xian held on to his last bit of consciousness and opened his eyes a crack.

Zhao Ying placed the child aside and ran over to get the scissors, only to see Su Xian lowering her head to look at the wrinkled child, her face full of disdain.

"Princess, all children are like this when they are born … "It'll be ready in a few days." Zhao Ying cautiously held out the tip of the scissors to Su Xian.

"Remember to take good care of him …" Su Xian glanced at her, and the blurry expression in her eyes did not seem very good.

Su Xian treated the umbilical cord and the wounds of the newborn baby before closing her eyes in relief.

"Princess!" Wake up, Princess! "Nothing must happen to you …"

The clamor by her ears couldn't stop her sleeping heart. Before she fell asleep, she had been thinking about one thing — when she woke up, she would definitely cut off her fingernails …