Chapter 630 Fatal Falling

Duke of England, Mingyuan.

Song Ruqi lay on the bed with a pale face, looking at the top of the tent, covering her hands on her abdomen without saying a word.

"Grandma San, please drink some soup first." Song Ruqi's confidant Xin's mother stood beside the bed with a bowl of soup, and persuaded her with red eyes.

Song Ruqi closed her eyes and said hoarsely: "You are not real, you will be fine if you go out and wake up."

Xin's mother raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and the maid standing in the house was even red. After the lady got married, she looked like she was in a honeypot. Her parents' family was very capable and she was also successful. She got pregnant within three months of getting married.

But God couldn't even see such happiness, so he took everything back casually.

When the child in Grandma's belly fell down, she was a formed baby boy, which was even more desperate.

Song Ruqi turned her back and did not intend to talk to the few people.

Several people looked at each other and became more worried.

Smelling the faint smell of blood still in the air, Calligraphy and Painting gritted their teeth and said, "Miss, the young master is gone. He is wronged. Are you, a mother, going to let his soul take his wronged away?"

Song Ruqi sat up from the bed and screamed, "Stop, he didn't leave, he was still in my stomach."

Calligraphy and Painting knelt down: "Miss, the matter has happened. You can't change this fact if you escape. I ask the lady to give justice to the young master."

Song Ruqi's eyes were bloodshot and she stared at her tightly, her eyes seemed to be poisoned, and her fingernails pulled out the surface of the quilt.

Everyone also knelt down.

"Miss, nothing is more important than your body. The young master is still waiting for you to find the enemy who harmed him. You can't let him be desolate behind him."

What is the snow-capped pavilion slipping? The dignified Duke’s Mansion and the roads that the masters walked on were not carefully cleaned?

In that pavilion, the lady would always walk over for a walk and rest every day. She walked like this every day. Today, she also steadily went up the steps, but suddenly fell down the steps, and the fall was red and the child was gone.

The lady's health has always been good, but it's not so easy. The child will be gone after a fall.

They didn't know the ghosts and monsters in the Duke of England's mansion, but they didn't think that they would take advantage of the loopholes.

Anyway, what the lady had happened to was definitely not an accident.

Song Ruqi's lips were trembling, and her mind was messy, as if she was listening to a fantasy.

From falling to falling, she has fainted twice, and she still cannot accept the facts.

"The son-in-law is back."

Song Ruqi stared at the tall figure strode towards her, tears pouring into her eyes, with a hint of expectation.

She just wanted him to tell her that it was all fake and that it was her dreaming.

Qi Jie was cold on her face, her lips were pursed tightly. Seeing his wife's pale face without any blood, the tip of her nose was a faint smell of blood in the air, she felt very sad.

His horoscope is a bit tough, and the marriages he had decided before ended in vain. It was not easy for the emperor to marry the prime minister's noble daughter as his legitimate wife. After three months of marriage, he was ready to become a father.

But now, the child is gone, and he is still a boy, the legitimate son!

Qi Zhen held back the grief in his heart, closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and said, "I went to the pavilion to check it myself. There were no traces of ice and snow, nor any signs of passive actions. That might be an accident..."

Song Ruqi's heart hurt sharply, her eyes rolled, and she fainted again.
Chapter completed!