Xia Xiyun, North Ming and Plenty

Xia Xiyun screamed uncontrollably, struggling to push Beiming Fengxi: "No, Your Majesty... our child!"

She thought that no matter how much he hated and complained, he would care about this child, but at this moment, she realized that she was wrong.

There is nothing but hatred in his heart!

"The child you gave birth to, I feel disgusting!" Beiming Fengxi's love accumulated in his heart turned into hatred, and his bottom line had been broken.

He treats her carefully, and all he got in return is her boredom, so, it's better to hate her heartily.

Bei Mingfeng clasped Xia Xiyun's waist, moved violently, pulled out the belt and tied the hands she kept pushing over, and pressed on the top of her head. At this moment, only hatred was in his mind, and he didn't care that there was still a baby in her belly. little life...

Tears kept dripping down, Xia Xiyun cried and begged for mercy: "Brother Fengxi! Brother Fengxi, stop..."

This cry also made Beiming Fengxi's heart ache.

Looking at the white body writhing under him due to anxiety and pain, the lust in his eyes climbed up little by little. Through the moonlight, he saw the deep and hideous scar on her chest, and he still couldn't help but look up. Rubbing the softness of her chest.

Xia Xiyun, who was forced to be favored, cried with tears all over her face.

The sound of begging for mercy was knocked to pieces.

Suddenly, her body flinched, her facial features twisted, and she exclaimed, "Brother Fengxi, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

Rolling his eyes, he passed out.

And Beiming Fengxi also saw a large amount of blood gushing out from under her body, staining the sheet under her body and his eyes red!

After the imperial doctor checked the pulse, he shook his head helplessly: "Your Majesty is pregnant, so you shouldn't have sex..."

With a heavy sigh: "The child can't be saved, the old minister will try his best to save the life of the empress!"

"We must save her life." Beiming Fengxi was completely awake, looked at Xia Xiyun who was sleeping pale and soundly on the bed, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "She is dead, I will let the whole imperial hospital be buried with her!"

It's not that he can't hold his breath, but the current situation of Beiming also makes him anxious.

He wanted to seek some warmth from Xia Xiyun, but it would only make him more painful.

The imperial hospital brought a group of imperial physicians to exhaust all means, even the medicine of tiger and wolf, so that Xia Xiyun was not killed, but the person was saved, but he did not wake up for a long time.

"The empress's body is too weak. The last time the fetus was five months old, it fell down abruptly and hurt her body. This time, it is more dangerous than the last time. I am afraid that the empress will not be able to conceive in the future!" The hospital shook his head and said with a sigh, this is really a crime.

It's just the emperor's business, and they can't control it.

Beiming Fengxi, who was sitting by the bed, stood up at once. Regardless of the king's image, he took a step forward, raised his hand and grabbed the collar of the Imperial Hospital: "What did you say?"

Asking the Tai Hospital to mention something, Monk Zhan Er couldn't figure it out, looked at the emperor with red eyes, trembling with fright: "Emperor, emperor... which sentence are you referring to?"

"The first sentence! The first sentence!" Beiming Fengxi felt a dull pain in his heart, as if a knife was gouging out the flesh of his heart little by little.

The Tai Hospital's mouth trembled with fright: "Your Majesty's body is too weak, the fetus that was aborted last time is five months old... I can't have a pregnancy in the future! The old minister has tried his best..."

In his opinion, Beiming Fengxi's madness should be because of the last sentence.