Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

She lived for more than thirty years, and only gave birth to a son, Zhuang Jinghui, who was obviously the son of Princess Xianduan.

Princess Duan didn't need to turn her head, she could imagine how exciting the expressions of those family wives were.

Everyone must be laughing at her.

The veil in Princess Duan's hand was almost torn, and her delicately made-up face was distorted, every word was almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Tang'er is my son. I'm naturally in pain, but I didn't expect him to suddenly get worse.

As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, looking really worried and sad for Zhuang Tang.

Rong Huang blinked, and pinched Princess Duan's arm more forcefully, with an innocent expression of I don't believe it, I don't believe it.

Really, concubine?

Concubine Duan's eyelids twitched when she was called Mother Concubine by Rong Huang, she was sure that her arm was bruised.

Of course, don't worry, my concubine will ask the doctor to take a look.

Rong Huang sniffed, as if she was really appeased, Thank you, Concubine Mu, Concubine Mu, you are really a good mother to me and my husband.

Concubine Duan breathed a sigh of relief, before she could catch her breath, Rong Huang grabbed her sleeve again, Concubine Mother, can I invite the imperial physician to show my husband?

Princess Duan: ???

With teary eyes, Rong Huang looked apologetically at the family wives behind Princess Duan, I'm really sorry, I'm really anxious about my husband's body.

The clan wives looked at each other and quickly said it was okay.

Princess Duan: Smile.jpg.

Mother Concubine, what do you think? Rong Huang looked at Princess Duan timidly, revealing a mouthful of fine white teeth as she spoke, like a frightened cub, which made people feel pity.

The women of the aristocratic family behind Princess Duan guessed Rong Huang's identity when they saw Rong Huang's unreplaced wedding dress, and couldn't help but speak good things for Rong Huang.

Wangfei, please pass a sign into the palace for the crown prince to see.

That's right, so that the Crown Princess can feel at ease.

They all know that Prince Duan's son is seriously ill in bed and will die soon. The poor concubine is married in a hurry to celebrate the son's happiness, and she may become a widow sometime soon.

Seeing that the concubine of the world is as juicy as a spring onion, she will be widowed at a young age, it is really pitiful.

Princess Duan's heart choked, and a bloody smell rose from her throat.

Concubine Duan's hands trembled slightly, and a stern look flashed across her beautiful face, Cuiyu, go to the palace and invite an imperial doctor to come over and show it to Shizi.

Cuiyu took the order and left.

Princess Duan looked at Rong Huang, and asked with a half-smile, Is it okay now?

Rong Huang looked at Princess Duan with a full face of emotion, and pretended to wipe the corners of her eyes, then turned her head and said to the family's wives, Mother and concubine are really kind to me, I believe my husband will recover soon.

Rong Huang held Princess Duan's hand affectionately, and accidentally pressed her thumb on the bracelet on Princess Duan's wrist, the complicated and protruding patterns on it made Princess Duan's skin hurt.

Concubine Duan has now confirmed that this little bitch Rong Huang was born to restrain her.

Mufei, you are so kind. I will definitely convey your concern to my husband, and make him happy. Maybe he will recover as soon as he is happy. What do you think?

Princess Duan: Duck doesn't have to.

Concubine Duan's expression was stiff, and she was held by Rong Huang to thank her, Concubine Mu, you are so kind, my husband and I will remember you forever!

Princess Duan: Duck doesn't have to.