Every world I die young

Mo Yinglan expressed disdain for her method, this was the second time, and she used the same trick, heh, when the little emperor recovered her memory, Yunying would know how natural it was to use her child to frame him Looking for a dead end.

Before the smug smile in Yunying's eyes dissipated, she saw the distorted resentment flash across Mo Yinglan's face.

There was a sudden thump in her heart, and a pair of pale and slender hands pressed hard on her shoulders!

"Ah——" Yunying's eyes were full of panic, she didn't understand why Mo Yinglan actually dared to push her, if she killed two dead bodies, he would die too.

The moment she rolled straight down the steps, Yunying thought of the word "one dead body, two lives", and her heart trembled violently.

No - she can't die!You must not die here!How could she die here if she hadn't been blessed with wealth!

Forced by the huge desire to survive, Yunying with her big belly bent down and stretched out her hands to protect her head, so her back slammed heavily on the steps.

Fortunately, Mo Yinglan had difficulty moving, and the steps were very low, Yunying rolled down to the ground in a short while, dust and mud were everywhere, and blood flowed between her legs.

Yunying screamed in pain, and the servant girl and guard standing not far away ran over in shock and panic.

Afterwards, there was a period of chaos. Thanks to Mu Jiayan's order, the guards did not dare to do anything to Mo Yinglan, so they had to push him into the hall and wait outside the hall for Mu Jiayan's arrival.

Several other people carefully carried Yunying to the side hall for emergency use, and the imperial physician Wenpo rushed over, busy in the dark.

Mo Yinglan is very calm, system, what is the next main task?

The system said [Main task three, become the tutor of Yunying's son. 】

Taifu?Mo Yinglan frowned, Yunying's stomach was indeed a son.

Well, the system, guarantee that the child will not die, right?

[No, with the blessing of systematic luck, he will come into the world safely. 】

Mo Yinglan muttered to herself, hehe, that's good, I don't know if Empress Yun can break through this gate of hell?I'm really looking forward to it...

【expect?what to expectDo you expect her to come back to life and then intensify her hatred to frame you? 】

Hehe, you don't understand.

Then, Mr. System, who didn't understand anything, went offline very coldly.

When Mu Jiayan got the news, he immediately rushed to the side hall of Yuanqian Palace where Mo Yinglan was under house arrest.

As soon as he arrived, maidservants surrounded him in panic, crying and reporting Yunying's situation.

He was worried and depressed at the same time, and wanted to see if Mo Yinglan was okay first, but his own flesh and blood was only eight months old, and now he was born prematurely due to an accident, and besides, Yunying was in poor health when she was due to give birth in the next few months Accidents happen from time to time, and he is very afraid that Yunying will have a difficult delivery.

Forcibly suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Mu Jiayan paced back and forth anxiously at the entrance of the side hall, hoping that the child would be born soon so that he could see if Mo Yinglan was okay. As for Yunying, Mu Jiayan When Yan just woke up, he still had a good impression of her, but as time went by, he became less and less fond of Yunying.

He rubbed the center of his brows, and his head began to ache again, that's all, Yunying also gave birth to her eldest son, and as long as she does her duty, he will always keep her safe for the rest of her life.

"Whoa whoa-"

I don't know how long it took before the baby's crying finally came from the hall, and Mu Jiayan's eyes that were always indifferent and sharp softened for the first time.

Baby, his emperor's son, this is his first child!

Holding the baby, Wen Po walked quickly to Mu Jiayan, her face flushed with excitement: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty, you are so happy with Lin'er."

"It's... the emperor's son?" Mu Jiayan murmured dreamily.

Wen Po smiled and pushed the child to Mu Jiayan's eyes, and said with absolute certainty: "Your Majesty, this slave will never be mistaken, it is indeed a little Highness."

Mu Jiayan didn't listen to Mrs. Wen's compliments and congratulations. His eyes fell on the baby's wrinkled face. It was strange. After seeing him, he suddenly lost his previous expectation and excitement. Obviously, this little prince Before I was born, I was very happy.

Mu Jiayan gave a cold "um" and didn't reach out to pick up the child.

Wen Po was holding the child in a daze, "Your Majesty, all newborn children are like this. After a few days, Yuxue will grow cute. Your Majesty will definitely like it."

Mu Jiayan still just nodded coldly.

Wen Po was thinking blankly, what happened to Your Majesty, the little Highness was finally born after going through all kinds of hardships, he is His Majesty's eldest son, His Highness the future Crown Prince of Nancang.