The room was in a mess. Consort Yu leaned down on the side of the bed with a pale face, and could not say a word. On the other side, Wang Xiuxiu fell to the wall, her clothes stained with blood, and the flowing blood was clearly visible on the skirt. Wang Xiuxiu covered her belly and painfully called to Princess Royal standing at the door. "Child, my child! Save my child!"

A hint of pleading flashed in her eyes.

As for Feng Yuzhen, he fell to the ground. His ...