One day, Qing Dai, an office worker, died suddenly and unexpectedly bound to a child-bearing system, needing to help male leads conceive heirs to prolong her life.
Simply put: more children, ...
Seeing Qingdai's panic-stricken face, Gong Liangxiu hurriedly held her hand and held her in his arms to comfort her.
"Dai'er, don't be nervous..." The man patted her back and coaxed her.
"Our child is fine. The doctor said it was just a miscarriage, and the child is healthy. It's okay... Don't be afraid."
Qingdai leaned in his arms.
Hearing that the child was fine, his expression gradually relaxed.
"It's my fault for letting that thief in and killing our child."
After a long time, the man holding her suddenly spoke.
Qingdai could hear his guilt.
The fact that the king of a country is willing to take the initiative to admit his mistake shows that he really wants to protect the child.
And as long as he is willing to protect the child, the child will be safe!
Qingdai's face was against his cheek, and she could feel the panic of this man who was supposed to be the emperor.
She reached out and placed his hand on her lower abdomen, and gently comforted him:
"The baby told me that he knows the difficulties that father is facing."
Gong Liangxiu moved his palm and caressed it very gently.
"No one expected that the group of dancers would dare to assassinate him so openly, and even come up with such an unpredictable tactic as using incense."
As she spoke, she raised her head and met Gong Liangxiu's eyes.
A pair of autumn eyes as clear as water are filled with the most extremely gorgeous soft colors in the world.
"Your Majesty will definitely protect us mother and child, right?"
Gong Liangxiu touched these soft eyes and gently kissed them.
"I forgot again. I agreed not to call you Your Majesty."
"Well, I promise you, I will protect our child well."
I swear.
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Qingdai was still a little weak, and Gong Liangxiu coaxed her to sleep in no time.
Gong Liangxiu then stood up and walked out quietly.
Outside the hall, the commander of the secret guards and the commander of the royal guards were both kneeling on the ground.
Half an hour has passed since the Imperial Concubine's accident.
Those who should be arrested have been arrested, and those who should be punished have been punished.
It was enough for them to find out the whole story.
The man's back was tall and majestic, and his cold and sharp facial features seemed particularly inhuman at this moment.
"Go to the Sky Prison."
"yes!"
The leader of the secret guards and the leader of the imperial guards glanced at each other secretly, both sensing that a storm was about to come.