Yang Yuheng carefully took the child, looked at him for a moment, then looked up at Yingyue: "How is Ayuan? Is she okay?"

Mo Xiao also spoke at this time: "What about Qingqing, how is she?"

Yingyue answered Mo Xiao first: "The Imperial Concubine is fine, nothing serious is wrong."

Then, Yingyue looked at Yang Yuheng and said in a much softer voice: "The princess...is unconscious. Mr. Mu and Doctor Chen are trying their best to help her. The imperial concubine is also with her."

Yang Yuheng's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground again. He unconsciously used force with his hands, strangling the baby in his arms, causing it to cry.

Yang Yuheng suddenly woke up, quickly retracted his strength, and looked down at the child in his arms, his eyes trembling.

Yingyue was silent for a moment, then asked Yang Yuheng: "Master Yang, are you willing to go in and see the princess?"

In this era, it is generally believed that the delivery room is a dirty place and men will not set foot there.

Yang Yuheng was a scholar, and he might be more particular about this than others. However, Lin Jiuqing asked her to ask, so Yingyue also asked.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yuheng did not hesitate at all. He handed the child to the wet nurse who had been waiting for a long time and walked into the house: "I'll go, I'll go now."

Seeing him like this, Yingyue actually felt relieved, thinking that it was worth it for the princess to risk her life to give birth to a child for him.

Mo Xiao was about to follow in, but Yingyue stopped him with her hand: "Your Majesty, it is not appropriate for you to go in."

Mo Xiao was too anxious to think about what he said, and blurted out: "Why can he?"

Yingyue opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer Mo Xiao's question.

Mo Xiao reacted as soon as he said that, took a deep breath, and said to Yingyue: "I know."

Then he instructed: "Take good care of Qingqing and make sure she is safe."

Yingyue: "Yes, I understand."

The door closed again, and Mo Xiao punched the pillar next to him in annoyance.

He raised his hand and rubbed his brow, forcing himself not to go crazy and to calm down.

But the scene he saw today still left a deep shadow in his heart.

He was not by Lin Jiuqing's side when she gave birth to Mo Chengning. Although he knew that she had suffered a lot, he had never seen it with his own eyes. Now, a woman as strong as Chen Yuan was on the verge of life and death, so what was the situation when Lin Jiuqing gave birth?

Mo Xiao couldn't remain calm when he thought that Lin Jiuqing would have to go through the same thing in the near future.

He began to regret again, regretting that he should not have indulged in pleasure in the first place, and even more regretting that he cared too little about Lin Jiuqing and did not know her condition in time. If he had gotten rid of the child earlier, perhaps everything would have been better.

Mo Xiao was anxious outside, and Yang Yuheng was breaking down inside.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and then he saw that the bedding on the bed was stained red. There was a basin of bright red water next to it, and Chen Yuan was lying lifeless on the bed.

Yang Yuheng's eyes turned red, and he rushed forward and knelt beside the bed, grabbing Chen Yuan's hand, and choking with sobs, "Yuan, I'm here, I'm here to see you, wake up, open your eyes and look at me!"

His voice was loud and he was choking, and the scene looked both miserable and somewhat funny.

Yang Yuheng saw that Chen Yuan’s face was as pale as paper, with his eyes closed and no sign of life at all. He was shaking all over.

"Ayuan, what's wrong with you, Ayuan?" Yang Yuheng looked up at Lin Jiuqing who was sitting at the head of the bed, "Madam, what's wrong with Ayuan?"