Xia Xiyun, North Ming and Plenty

Xia Xinyu's belly was already bulging, she brought a group of maids and eunuchs to Chuyun Garden, took the best supplements and clothing and jewelry, and walked over with a smile on her face.

"Sister, sister has long heard that you are pregnant, and wanted to come to visit you early, but a few days ago, her fetus moved, and she has been raising her, so it was delayed." Xia Xinyu smiled, Looking at Xia Xiyun, who was doing embroidery at the table, there was endless hatred in the depths of her calm eyes.

Rolling in her heart, like the waves of the ocean, one wave after another.

Xia Xiyun was making a child's bellyband, embroidering stitch by stitch without raising her head.

If she could, she would have killed Xia Xinyu a long time ago. This wolf-hearted younger sister, thanks to her always taking care of Xia Xinyu when she was in the house.

It turned out that she had always harbored evil intentions.

Seeing Xia Xiyun like this, Xia Xinyu's face remained unchanged, and she clenched her hands firmly in her sleeves: "Sister, I know that a few days ago, you were worried about using your heart and soul to protect the pregnancy, but these... You can't blame my sister, the emperor is eager to beg for a son, and doesn't want anything to happen to my sister's child..."

Xia Xiyun, who hadn't looked up all this time, froze for a moment, and the embroidery needle stuck on her fingertips.

A string of blood beads appeared on the white fingertips, Xia Xiyun froze for a moment, and sucked them in her mouth.

He continued to embroider the little apron in his hand.

"Sister, I heard that the second prince is dead, is there such a thing?" Xia Xinyu was very patient, and she just said to herself there.

But every word, like a long whip with barbs, hit Xia Xiyun's heart.

It made her heart bleed.

"What are you trying to say?" Xia Xiyun finally exploded, glaring at Xia Xinyu bitterly: "You are not welcome here, get out."

Thinking of Beiming Mohan's death, her heart throbbed in pain.

If it wasn't for her, Beiming Mohan wouldn't have died, or he would still be the second prince under one person and above ten thousand!

"Sister, do you hate the emperor so much!" Xia Xinyu didn't move, but looked at Xia Xiyun with a sneer.

She didn't believe that Xia Xiyun would not hate Beiming Fengxi for doing so much.

"Then why give him a baby!" Xia Xinyu raised her eyebrows and smiled cunningly, her eyes were viciously cold: "I have medicine here, drink it, and it will be clean..."

At the same time, he said to Yousi who was beside him: "Take it here..."

Xia Xiyun suddenly looked up at her: "How dare you?"

She escaped the clutches of Beiming Fengxi, but forgot that there was Xia Xinyu.

"I'm here, why don't you dare?" Xia Xinyu waved her hands to the left and right: "Hold him down, and pour the medicine down!"

She absolutely can't let Xia Xiyun turn over, otherwise, she will not be far from death, this child is the key.

Without the child, Beiming Fengxi will not be as caring as she is now. She will create some misunderstandings for them, and when Beiming Fengxi doesn't care about this woman, she will get rid of her.

You won't get into trouble!

Xia Xiyun also panicked, pinching the embroidery needle hard, her face was pale, she stood up from the chair, and because of nervousness, she fell to the ground with the chair.

She hurriedly struggled to get up, and as soon as she stood up, two broad nuns held her shoulders from left to right.

The bitter medicine was also passed to her lips.

The anger in Xia Xiyun's eyes rushed over like mountains and seas, but she couldn't struggle at all, and even had to close her teeth tightly.

You Si squeezed her jaw with one hand, and poured the medicine into her mouth viciously...