Chapter 315 Are there signs of miscarriage? !
Minos stroked her thick, cloud-like black hair, which wasn't as shiny as before and had a few split ends. "The Holy Ancestor has lived for tens of thousands of years and is quite traditional. It's normal for him to reject females of other races. You still have naturally dark hair, which is rare. Don't worry about it."
"What about you? What if I give birth to a child with black hair and black eyes?"
"I'll raise one too."
“…You have to raise your child no matter what he or she looks like!”
"I like it. I'm looking forward to having a child with the same hair and eye color as you. It will definitely be very beautiful."
After the Holy Ancestor left, he returned to the temple.
The Archbishop was also there, kneeling and saying, "My Lord."
The Holy Ancestor casually flipped through a list and said, "Minos did not choose the females I arranged for him."
The archbishop's heart skipped a beat. Most of the females on the list were carefully selected from the families under the influence of the Holy Ancestor. If these females could be elected as the Holy Queen, the Holy King, the Holy Queen, and the next generation of Holy King would naturally be fully controlled by the Holy Ancestor.
He said tactfully, "Although the current Holy Queen is a female from another race, she has experience in bearing angelic offspring. It was the Holy Lord's own choice."
"Oh, how ridiculous! The human race, with its lowly bloodline, is a fragile creature that has long been extinct. Its offspring will hardly become anything great."
"His Majesty the Holy Monarch likes it," the Archbishop whispered. "The Holy Monarch had the Holy Queen personally perform the coronation for him. Back then, for the Holy Queen, he went deep into the demonic tribe alone and lost three wings. It was a huge incident, but the Holy Monarch suppressed it. He spent nearly a hundred years in the time rift to heal his injuries. The Holy Queen still thinks it was just a minor injury that would heal in a few months."
Olya became interested. "I didn't expect Minos to care so much about a female."
"Everyone knows that the Holy Empress is the Niyu of His Majesty the Holy Lord."
"Niyu is also a weak spot. He should not stumble over it." Olya smiled. "Pick some good things and send them to the Holy Queen. Her life...is worth every day she lives."
The Archbishop thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he hesitated to speak, "Yes."
The servants brought a lot of supplements to the bedroom.
As the pregnancy progressed, more manpower was added to the palace.
Some of the newlyweds were clumsy and didn't hold the hot medicine bowl firmly, so it spilled all over the floor. Sang Luo's exposed calf was also burned and he shrank back, noticing some blood on his foot, probably from an accidental cut by some broken porcelain.
The servant hurriedly moved over on his knees and used a clean towel to help wipe the blood. Two servants hurried over to clean up the mess on the floor.
Sang Luo casually cast a healing spell, and the wound healed as before. "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. Be more careful next time and don't be so reckless."
"Thank you, Holy Queen, for your generosity. I will definitely keep this in mind!"
Sang Luo waved his hand.
The waiter retreated in a panic.
Another waiter brought today's meal, and Sang Luo soon forgot about the matter.
She hasn't had a very good appetite these past two days. She always feels bloated and uncomfortable.
One day at noon, just after finishing lunch, Sang Luo suddenly felt a stomachache, his face turned pale, and his whole body was cold. The waiter hurriedly summoned the witch doctor from the palace.
After the witch doctor finished the examination, he was horrified and said, "Reporting to the Holy Queen, this baby is unstable and may be a premature birth or even a miscarriage!"
What! ?
Everything was normal during her pregnancy, and she ate and drank fine, so how could this happen?
This has never happened before!
"Fortunately, it was discovered early. I will prescribe some pregnancy-maintaining medicine. Your Majesty, please remember to take it."
"Thanks for your hard work."
The witch doctor took his disciples and retreated first.
Sang Luo sat on the couch, touched her belly nervously, and felt uneasy.
She subconsciously released a wisp of spiritual consciousness and followed the old witch doctor.
The witch doctor and his disciple went into the pharmacy and began to prepare medicine to protect the fetus.
Sang Luo has no knowledge of medicine and does not know what these herbs are.
Half an hour later, the witch doctor brought medicine to help the baby stay pregnant.
Sang Luo sniffed it and found that this pregnancy-maintaining medicine was different from the ones she usually drank. After taking a sip, she used her innate ability of the All-Poison Body to analyze it and found that it was actually poisoned!
Sang Luo's eyes suddenly turned cold, but then she regained her composure. She drank the entire bowl of medicine, simultaneously activating the purifying power within her body to cleanse all the remaining poison.
The witch doctor lowered his head, but secretly glanced at Sang Luo. After seeing her drink the whole bowl of medicine, he smiled, took the bowl of soup, and retreated with the accompanying disciples.
Sang Luo thought about it and did not tell Minos about this immediately. She had been too idle these days and her brain was almost not working, so she was not very clear about the situation in the outside world.
Who exactly wants to harm her?
She released several strands of spiritual power to cover the Holy Palace.
"...Have you heard? The baby in the Holy Queen's belly is a fallen angel!"
"Is this true?"
"Don't talk nonsense, kid! The fallen angel is long gone. Where did you hear that rumor?" Someone lowered his voice.
"This isn't a rumor. Look at the Queen's black hair. Who else in the temple has that kind of black hair? Have you forgotten? According to legend, fallen angels are represented by black hair and black eyes!"
"When the Holy Monarch decided to marry the Holy Queen, I was wondering why he would choose such an unlucky woman as his empress. It's just a decision made by the higher-ups, and it has nothing to do with us, the people below... Now that you mention it, could it be that the Holy Queen's black hair isn't natural, but a sign of a fallen angel?"
"Don't talk nonsense! I've seen black-haired orcs in other places before. You can't accuse the Holy Queen of a crime just because of this! If you try to deceive others, I'll tell the Archangel in charge!"
"I'm not making this up. I have a relative who's on duty at the temple. He heard the Holy Ancestor say it himself: the child in the Holy Queen's belly is a fallen angel..."
"Oh, this, this is terrible!"
One orc shoved the food tray in his hand to the shorter orc next to him and said, "This is too unlucky. I don't want to get close to that evil thing. Please help me deliver this food, and I will give you crystals as compensation later."
"I don't want to get close to it either. If it really is a fallen angel, getting close to it will bring disaster!"
Several people were shirking responsibility.
"After all, she is the Holy Queen of the Holy Lord. What should I do?"
"So what if the Holy Lord is the real ruler? Everyone knows that the Holy Lord is only the nominal ruler of the Holy Temple, and the Holy Ancestor is the real ruler."
"Now that the Holy Ancestor has come out of seclusion, anyone with a discerning eye can see who the Holy Temple will obey."
"These past few days, the Holy Lord has been following the Holy Ancestor closely, not daring to disobey him in the slightest. Do you think he would dare to disobey the Holy Ancestor if he ordered him to expel the Holy Empress and the child from the Holy Palace?"
Sang Luo listened to these rumors, frowned, and his heart sank to the bottom, and he came up with some bad guesses.
They argued for a while, but the servant who had broken the soup bowl took the food tray and brought it into the bedroom.
"The Holy Queen, please have your meal."
Sang Luo watched him leave, but she had no appetite to eat and left her mental energy on him.
The servant left the bedroom through a small path and went to the temple.
It turned out to be someone sent by the Temple!
When Sang Luo heard the conversation between the Holy Ancestor and the Archbishop, he felt cold all over and his blood was flowing backwards.
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