The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

At this moment, Dongxue hurried in with the doctor.

"Princess, lord, the doctor is here, the doctor is here."

Only then did Mo Chenyuan react and quickly pulled Wen Ning to sit down.

"Quickly. Check the princess, is she pregnant?"

When the doctor heard what Mo Chenyuan said, he also smiled. Their princess is a miracle doctor. How could they not know? When the prince asks this, he must be inseparable.

The doctor hurriedly walked to Wen Ning. Opening the medicine box, he took out a silk handkerchief and covered Wen Ning's wrist.

He gently placed his hand on Wen Ning's pulse and felt it carefully. Under Mo Chenyuan's expectant eyes, the doctor put away the silk handkerchief.

Cup your hands into fists and bend down to bow.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty. The Princess is indeed two months pregnant."

Mo Chenyuan was overjoyed.

"Hahaha. Good. Reward, reward for everything."

Amidst the laughter, Mo Chenyuan helped Wen Ning back to his room, hoping to let Wen Ning rest again.

Wen Ning didn't take it seriously. Looking at Mo Chenyuan who looked serious, he teased.

"My lord, you are too careful. How can you be so delicate?"

Mo Chenyuan shook his head in disapproval.

"Aning, you have to change your impatient attitude. You are pregnant now, so you have to be careful in everything."

Wen Ning couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and agreed.

"Okay, okay. Listen to you."

During the tenth month of her pregnancy, Mo Chenyuan took good care of her every day, fearing that Wen Ning might get bumped.

Put down all official duties and concentrate on being with Wen Ning at home.

Wen Ning calculated his due date and estimated it would be around New Year's Eve.

As the day of delivery approached, many experienced midwives were invited to the house early.

Everything is ready, just waiting for Wen Ning to give birth

Soon the day of delivery came. Wen Ning was asleep when his stomach hurt and he woke up.

Mo Chenyuan was shocked, but the mansion had already been prepared. There was no chaos.

When everything is ready. Wen Ning was sweating profusely in pain and was speechless.

Mo Chenyuan sat in the front hall with a solemn expression, listening to Wen Ning's screams inside. Mo Chenyuan clenched his fists nervously. My heart also tightened.

His lips were trembling a little, and he really wanted to be able to bear this pain for Aning.

Only he knows how scared he is at this moment.

If he could do it over again, he would rather not have this child.

He also didn't want Aning to be in danger.

While Mo Chenyuan looked nervous and was waiting anxiously, the midwife's scream came from the inner room.

"It's not good, it's not good, the princess is bleeding."

The thunderous voice was like a muffled thunder exploding in Mo Chenyuan's mind.

Mo Chenyuan was so frightened that he stood up suddenly and rushed to the inner room without caring.

Just when he was about to hit the door, he was stopped by two maids. The maidservant also looked very anxious.

Said with a cry

"My lord, you can't go in. The delivery room is bloody."

Mo Chenyuan didn't care about this and had no time to talk nonsense with the two maids.

He pushed the person away suddenly, pushed open the door, and strode into the room.

A bloody smell hit his nose, and Wen Ning had already passed out.

Mo Chenyuan's eyes were red, like a violent beast.

He strode to Wen Ning's cave.

Holding Wen Ning's hand tightly,

"An Ning, An Ning, wake up, everything will be fine."

Wen Ning could no longer hear any sounds and was in darkness.

The inner room was in chaos. When Mo Chenyuan saw that Wen Ning could not be awakened, he yelled at the midwife.

"Save her quickly, save her quickly,"

The midwife was in a panic and had no idea what to do.

"Prince, princess, she is bleeding. Old slave, old slave."

Before the midwife could finish speaking, Mo Chenyuan shouted again.

"If anything happens to Aning, you will all be buried with him."

The midwife was so frightened that she fell to her knees with a plop.

"My lord, please spare my life, my lord, please spare my life."

Mo Chenyuan was completely panicked.

Stumbling to the midwife's position.

He kicked the person away, squatted down, and looked at the scene under the quilt. He was at a loss as blood had stained half of the bed red.

It is still flowing out continuously. Mo Chenyuan stretched out his hand tremblingly, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face, trying to stop the flow of blood.

At this moment, a Buddha's name sounded like thunder, as if it exploded in Mo Chenyuan's mind.

"Amitabha."

Hearing this voice, Mo Chenyuan's head suddenly became clear.

It seems like I had a premonition of something!

He quickly stood up and rushed out of the door as fast as a gust of wind.

After running out of Anxiang Pavilion, a kind-hearted old monk was standing outside the door.

Smiling. Mo Chenyuan didn't care much and threw himself down in front of the old monk and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Master, please save An-Ning, please save An-Ning."

The old monk still had a kind look on his face and recited another Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, benefactor, I fulfilled my promise and came to save you."

As he spoke, the old monk spread his palms. A dark brown pill appeared in the palm of my hand.

"Donor, this is the Resurrection Pill. Turn it into water and feed it to the patient. It will definitely turn danger into safety."

Mo Chenyuan took the pills and ran to the Anxiang Pavilion before he could thank him.

"Donor, stay."

The old monk stopped Mo Chenyuan, and Mo Chenyuan turned back in confusion.

The old monk said again.

"Donor, the past events are all false. Once you have come, let it be. Don't look for me again in the future."

Mo Chenyuan was puzzled and was about to ask the old monk what he meant? But the figure of the old monk slowly faded in front of Mo Chenyuan.

The end is like a wisp of smoke. Disappear in place.

Mo Chenyuan didn't have time to be shocked. He held the Resurrection Pill tightly in his hand and ran towards the palace.

Returning to the inner room, he grabbed the tea cup on the table and threw the pills into the cup. The pills melted into the tea and instantly merged into the tea.

Mo Chenyuan had no time to hesitate and hurriedly ran to Wen Ning and held up Wen Ning's head with one hand.

He drank the tea in one gulp and passed it into Wen Ning's mouth in a mouth-to-mouth manner.

At the same time, the midwife was surprised to find that Wen Ning's bleeding had stopped.

With a baby crying. A little baby landed safely.

"My lord, I am the young prince."

Mo Chenyuan finally got some reassurance. In fact, he was already prepared to go to hell with Wen Ning.

At this moment, she couldn't bear it any longer and lay down beside Wen Ning's bed, sobbing loudly.

For a long time, a weak little hand gently stroked his hair,

Only then did Mo Chenyuan raise his head, Wen Ning's pale face smiled weakly.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet."

Mo Chenyuan burst into tears and laughed, wanting to take Wen Ning into his arms, but looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be broken, he didn't dare.

Five years later,

In the cabin on Black Bear Mountain, an old man with silver-gray hair was walking around in the forest with a little boy.

"Grandpa. We are going down the mountain tomorrow. Can you come back home with us?"

A five-year-old child said in a milky voice

The old man smiled kindly,

"Huai Ning, my grandfather, I have become good friends with the black bear in the mountains. If my grandfather leaves, they will be lonely."

"Dad, Mo Huaining, come back for dinner quickly."

"Here we come, father and king, mother and concubine"

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