Yu Siqiao laughed hoarsely upon hearing this.
She’d always been so healthy. How could she just faint so suddenly?
That woman, she’d always cherished herself.
Yu Siqiao felt nearly swallowed by a heatwave, and the brief reasoning that had returned due to the pain in his arm seemed to burn away in anger in that instant.
"She’s too scared to face me, isn’t she?" he roared, every word seeming to drain all his strength, his voice rough with a desperate low tone.
Ji Ren and the others had been with Princess Mo for a long time and were not unfamiliar with Yu Siqiao.
But this was the first time they had seen Yu Siqiao .
Such unprecedented anger.
Yu Siqiao stumbled as he walked, but after just a few steps, his body began to soften.
A strained voice emerged from his throat.
Ji Biao and the others, having seen much of the world, realized something was wrong when they saw Young Master Yu .
Just then, Yu Chen hurried over and upon seeing Yu Siqiao in such a state, he cried out in shock, "Young Master Yu!"
He strode forward quickly and helped Yu Siqiao up.
However, Yu Siqiao immediately noticed the bloodstains on him, which tensed him up completely.
Then, Yu Chen saw teardrops slip down to the bridge of Yu Siqiao’s nose.
Yu Chen paused, at first not understanding the situation.
Yu Siqiao grabbed him and said hoarsely, "What does she take me for?"
Yu Chen was somewhat at a loss, "Young Master Yu..."
Yu Siqiao, with red-rimmed eyes, shouted angrily, "What does she take me for! What does she take me for!"
His voice was so raspy it was like sand grinding on wood.
Ji Biao stepped forward to help him, but Yu Siqiao immediately pushed him away, "Don’t touch me!"
He struggled to hold on to Yu Chen’s hand, but his body felt as if it was about to catch fire.
Yu Chen hurriedly helped him up, saying, "Young Master Yu, keep your wits about you, let’s go!"
Ji Biao quickly arranged a room for Yu Siqiao.
But once Yu Siqiao entered, he locked himself inside.
Yu Chen, frantic, called out, "Young Master Yu, something happened to Princess Mo. Mr. Wu said that it seems... her pregnancy is very unstable and suddenly she’s in grave danger, as if she had fallen or been poisoned, and now she’s still unconscious."
Yu Siqiao threw himself into the bathtub, and the outside voices became faint. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on NoveIꜰire.net
He paused in his movements and then, turned on the cold water.
The incident with Mo Shu was too sudden.
Dr. Wu, in a frenzy, administered acupuncture and diagnosed Mo Shu, soon drenched in sweat.
Yet Princess Mo still did not regain consciousness.
The fetus inside her had also become very weak, and Dr. Wu tried everything to have medicine administered to her, barely stabilizing them.
However, Princess Mo didn’t wake, and her pulse was still very disturbed.
At this point, all one could do was hope for Princess Mo’s good fortune.
Gu Wenjuan woke up to find herself lying in a room.
The room was beautiful.
But she was still very hot, so very hot.
As she lay in discomfort, she heard someone say, "Don’t move, we’re giving you an IV, you’ll be better soon."
Gu Wenjuan felt a prick on the back of her hand, and then, she lost consciousness once more.
He Yong’er was extremely anxious.
Princess Mo’s collapse was so abrupt; why did she feel it was related to her?
The thought threw He Yong’er into turmoil.
But quickly, she calmed down.
It couldn’t be; Princess Mo had always been in the banquet hall, it couldn’t be her medicine that caused this.