Xia Xiyun, North Ming and Plenty

"Five months, five months..." Beiming Fengxi didn't let go of the Tai Hospital to mention, but just repeated these words.

Then suddenly went berserk, stared at the hospital and said: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

The cold sweat on Tidian's face kept dripping, and his dry lips murmured a few times: "Your Majesty! The old minister was only in charge of treating the empress at that time, and the other things were all in charge of Doctor You..."

"Get out, get out!" Bei Mingfeng let go of the Tai Hospital's hand suddenly, and shouted.

Several imperial physicians crawled out of Chuyun Garden.

Glancing at Xia Xiyun, Beiming Feng breathed a burst of qi and blood in his chest, and his mouth was filled with a fishy sweet smell. He quickly suppressed it. At that time, he remembered clearly that it was the doctor girl next to Xia Xinyu who said that Xia Xiyun was pregnant The child is only three months old!

His mind was buzzing, as if blank.

It took four months from the fire in the Yizheng Hall, when he was rescued by Xia Feng, to the time when he led the troops back to the palace, and the child in Xia Xiyun's womb was five months...

He felt a fire in his chest, which made his whole body ache.

The scene of him pouring the medicine down flashed through his mind, thinking that he had ravaged her like crazy just now, his heart ached even more, like a bloody wound splashed with a bucket of salt water, the heart-piercing pain.

"What did I do..." Beiming Fengxi roared, his fingers were a little stiff, wishing he could kill himself.

Yousi was packing herbs into a small purse, looking around with a guilty face.

Several guards rushed in, immediately held him down, and dragged him to the Punishment Department.

Beiming Fengxi looked at the purse handed to him by the guard, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes: "What is this?"

"Back, back to the Lord Long Live, this, this is the empress's purse, the empress said... I often have headaches, minister, I just want to use some folk remedies to relieve..." Yousi was also frightened, she did it for Xia Xinyu After so much, I have always felt guilty, and often woke up in the middle of the night, and at this time, I was so frightened that my heart rose to my throat.

The Tai Hospital received a reminder and identified it: "These grasses are used to make incense, um, there is a piece of musk wrapped in it, this... this can't relieve the headache at all!"

"What do you do?" Beiming Feng asked gritted his teeth.

He hated himself, and also hated Yousi.

He would like to ask Yousi why he did this.

The Tai Hospital’s suggestion was too old, so he hesitated before saying: “Actually... this is also a blind medicine, but it was used in dirty places in the harem. Pregnant concubines who are exposed to musk for a long time will get sick. abortion!"

As soon as these words came out, Yousi's face was pale and bloodless.

"Hit! Hit until you tell the truth!" Beiming Fengxi held the purse in his hands, his eyes filled with a chilling sternness.

Beiming Fengxi knew that there must be something wrong with Yousi.

You Si belongs to Xia Xinyu, so the root of this problem lies in Xia Xinyu.

Thinking back to when Xia Xiyun said: I never betrayed you, I didn't set the fire, I didn't give the map to Brother Mo Han...

His heart was tormented inch by inch.

He had You Si arrested, but no one was alarmed, so Xia Xinyu probably didn't know it yet.

Xia Xinyu, who was coaxing the little prince in her arms, watched Beiming Fengxi walk in, and hurriedly handed the little prince over to the nanny, while laughing, stood up to meet Beiming Fengxi: "Your majesty, you I haven't been to the concubine's palace for several days."

Holding her in his arms, Beiming Fengxi rubbed her face, and said dotingly: "Isn't I here? Why? I miss you..."

"The emperor is good or bad..." Xia Xinyu smiled coquettishly, winking like silk.

After some cloud and rain, Beiming Fengxi got up to review the memorial, but he looked a little tired. Seeing Beiming Fengxi brought all the memorials to the bedroom, Xia Xinyu was so excited that he brought him tea and water himself. Bring refreshments.

"Aifei." Beiming Fengxi raised his hand to grab Xia Xinyu, and pulled her into his arms: "I'm a little tired, and there are still so many memorials that have not been reviewed, so come on."

"This... Your Majesty, it's not good." Xia Xinyu didn't think too much about it, because she did see sleepiness on Bei Ming's Fengxi face.

Handing the red pen to Xia Xinyu's hand, Beiming Fengxi hugged her: "You are my beloved concubine, what are you afraid of!"

Xia Xinyu was immersed in his tenderness, took the pen and listened to Beiming Fengxi's words, and began to critique each word!

Her handwriting is beautiful and elegant, but it makes Bei Ming Feng's eyes cold, sharp, full of murderous intent!