After rebirth, I ran wild in the heart of His Highness the Prince

However, Gu Siyi's subsequent words made Qin Xiaoyun's eyes disappear, like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, chilling her heart.

"She, Qin Zhongwan, only has a false reputation. How can her medical skills be as good as those of the royal doctors in the palace? Tomorrow I will ask my father for permission to let the royal doctors come into the palace and nurse you back to health in person. I will ensure that the child is born safely. Your mother and son are both safe."

With his sworn tone and expression, Gu Siyi was obviously not joking, but Qin Xiaoyun could no longer maintain the curve of his mouth.

God knows, she didn't want to keep the child.

The crime of confusing the blood of the royal family is a capital crime. Qin Xiaoyun can still rise to the top if she can hide it for a while, but if she can't hide it... the consequences will be disastrous.

Naturally, the child in her belly could not be saved. Qin Xiaoyun wanted Qin Zhongwan to go out at night, but she also wanted to have the abortion naturally, and put the blame on Qin Zhongwan, killing two birds with one stone, not only eliminating worries, but also being able to frame others.

"Your Highness, I am worried about such a big fight. People outside will say that I am delicate."

Gu Siyi disagreed, "You are already delicate when you are pregnant, so why should you care about the opinions of outsiders? As for Qin Zhongwan, since she doesn't really protect your pregnancy, what's the use of asking her to come?"

This statement cut off the last glimmer of hope in Qin Xiaoyun's heart.

She knew very well that if she continued to hold on to Qin Zhongwan, it would only make Gu Siyi suspicious and would not do her any good at all.

She felt pity in her heart, but Qin Xiaoyun had no choice but to give up her plan to frame Qin Zhongwan and find another way.

The child in her belly was not of royal blood, but this child did not belong to Qin Xiaoyun after all. She quietly went to East Street behind everyone's back, looking for someone to discuss what to do.

However, Qin Xiaoyun came to nothing today.

"Not there? Where did they go?"

The servants in the East Street courtyard shook their heads, not knowing the whereabouts of Fang Zhiheng.

Qin Xiaoyun did not get reliable information and could only leave.

At the same time, in a brothel in Hualiu Lane, in the west wing on the second floor, the person Qin Xiaoyun was looking for was among them. Not only that, there were also two men in black robes.

If Qin Xiaoyun were here, she should be able to recognize one of them with her own eyes. He is the national preceptor who has skyrocketed in recent days and suddenly jumped from a little Taoist priest.

Fang Zhiheng took the initiative to find Naqin today. Chu Changying gave birth prematurely in the palace. He hid in the crowd and watched the show. He thought he would not be able to survive the disaster. Unexpectedly, Chu Changying was lucky enough to escape from death. , not only was she fine, but she also gave birth to her unborn child smoothly.

The Chu family owed it to the Fang family. Chu Changying didn't even have enough money to live with the child in her belly, but she actually escaped death.

When Naqin learned that the two of them were getting along well, a mouthful of blood choked his throat. After thinking about it, he still couldn't bear it, so he took the initiative to find Naqin. The two made an appointment to meet in a brothel. It avoids the eyes and ears of others and makes it easier to hide your identity.

He came here today to ask Naqin to give him poison.

As soon as the two entered the door, Fang Zhiheng stood up respectfully and said, "Master."

The status he currently possesses is all given by these two people.

"I've given you something, so don't forget important things."

Naqin threw over a small white jade medicine bottle. Fang Zhiheng was overjoyed. He held it tightly like a treasure. Inside the seemingly ordinary medicine bottle, with just a little use, it could poison someone two meters high. The big man.

Naqin urged in an understatement, "Quick victory."