"Sad, it's not necessary to put it on your face."

At this time, the jailer came over to inspect.

Zhuang Yunshu couldn't help asking: "Master, do you know who killed Ji Wenyuan?"

The prison guard said: "I know. It's His Highness, the King of Qin."

"Prince Qin..."

Zhuang Yunshu subconsciously glanced at Ji Tangtang.

She knew Ji Tangtang's obsession with Zhao Shu.

Ji Tangtang indeed looked over and asked: "How is the King of Qin? Is there anything wrong with him?"

Her appearance was noble and arrogant, and she was always quiet after coming in. Even the prison guard was embarrassed to speak loudly to her, and he answered with a very good attitude when he heard this.

"Your Majesty Qin is not good," the prison guard shook his head, "This time you have caused a big disaster, otherwise you can be locked in a dead cell?"

Ji Tangtang couldn't help but hold the iron gate and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"It's not good anyway. How about it? How can I, a little jailer, know so much?"

The prison guard became angry and glared at them fiercely, "If it weren't for your accomplices, how could the King of Qin become like this now? The King of Qin is my Great Zhou God of War. If he had any faults, it would not be enough for you to die ten thousand times!"

He regarded the King of Qin as his idol, and then left angrily.

Ji Tangtang stared outside in a daze and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhuang Yunshu said carefully: "Tangtang..."

"Don't talk to me." Ji Tangtang's voice was cold, "It's all your fault with Ji Wenyuan."

"Your brother is dead, why do you blame him?"

"I want to blame him."

Zhuang Yunshu was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed and he lowered his head to look at him.

She was frightened to find that blood was flowing down.

My stomach also began to suffer severe pain.

She screamed and squatted to the ground with her stomach covered.

Ji Tangtang looked at her: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding... My stomach hurts so much..." Zhuang Yunshu shouted in horror, "Is there something wrong with the child? Tangtang saves me!"

The cry attracted the prison guards.

The prison guard wanted to scold him, but he was shocked when he saw that Zhuang Yunshu's skirt was covered with blood.

He quickly turned around and told the prison head, who went out to find Xu Hu again.

After hearing this, Xu Hu's expression did not change and said, "Although it is appropriate to let her die, I will avoid asking the Queen in the future. Go and find a doctor to show her."

The prisoner quickly went to find the doctor again.

The doctor took Zhuang Yunshu's pulse and shook his head: "The child can't be saved."

The blood on Zhuang Yunshu's face instantly faded away.

She said tremblingly, "How could this happen?"

The doctor said, "You are less than three months pregnant. The fetus has not sat firmly. It seems that it is tired and has not eaten well... It is expected that it has been a little stimulating, and it is insufficient in qi and blood, so it is difficult to raise the fetus."

Zhuang Yunshu felt cold in his heart, and grabbed the doctor's arm and shouted: "Please help me save this child!"

The doctor pulled out his sleeve, shook his head and sighed: "It's useless. I'll prescribe the prescription for you to take. It's blood-extraction. Try not to affect the future."

Zhuang Yunshu was stunned.

The doctor wrote that Zhang Fangzi was placed on the ground and got up and left.

This is a prisoner who was imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, so he naturally would not be kind enough to help her get medicine and boil medicine. It is already a perfect end to prescribe a prescription.

Zhuang Yunshu cried loudly, extremely sad.
Chapter completed!