With a painful groan, Feng Qingcheng slowly sat on the ground helplessly, her back instantly soaked with sweat.

"Hailan..."

In the throes of labor, she no longer had the energy to cry out.

"Coming..."

Hailan responded and ran over quickly, "Miss, I am drying the child's clothes...Miss..."

With a scream, Hailan's legs softened, he knelt on the ground, and ran over while rolling and crawling.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

"Silly girl...I'm about to give birth..."

"I'm about to give birth? Why so soon? Didn't I say it would take another month..."

"Stop talking nonsense...find Po Wen..."

"Oh..." Hai Lan cried and ran out, but turned back halfway and said anxiously: "Miss, what will you do if I leave?"

"I won't be able to give birth for a while..."

Because Feng Qingcheng doesn't like to make noise, and she only comes here occasionally to relax, there are no extra people in the old house of the Feng family to call upon.

Moreover, there was still one month left before the due date, and she had not considered premature birth at all, so even Po Wen was not received into the palace.

Now Hailan rushes to look for Po Wen rashly, but he may not be able to find her.

Therefore, Feng Qingcheng can only save herself now.

Although Feng Qingcheng had gained some knowledge about production, she had never seen it with her own eyes. Now she could only rely on her memory and understanding to deal with her current situation.

But no matter how deeply she took a deep breath, the pain in her lower abdomen kept coming and going, so painful that she didn't even have the strength to take a deep breath.

Amid the sound of tiny footsteps, Feng Qingcheng turned around as if she had seen a savior.

Between her wet hair, a familiar face she hadn't seen for a long time made her heart sink, her body visibly trembled, and her breathing suddenly became disordered.

"Rourou..."

The Mu Rourou in front of her had a cold aura all over her body, especially the pair of eyes looking at the blood stains under her body, filled with a faint murderous intent.

"Rourou..." Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath. Her strength seemed to have been completely exhausted by the pain: "What are you going to do?"

Mu Rourou slowly squatted down opposite her and raised her hand to touch Feng Qingcheng's belly, but she blocked her to one side.

"what are you up to?"

"Help you..." Mu Rourou said coldly without even looking at her: "Don't worry, even if I hate you again, this child is his... I will not hurt him..."

Feng Qingcheng shook her head in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "If you really want to help me... then find a stable woman for me..."

"Looking for Po Wen?" Mu Rourou glanced at her indifferently, and smiled coldly at the corner of her lips: "When Po Wen is found, I'm afraid the child won't be able to be saved..."

"Then what do you want..."

Mu Rourou's eyes slowly fell on the scabbard on her right hand, and she smiled coldly: "If you want to protect your child... of course I can't protect you..."

Feng Qingcheng instantly understood what she meant, and her eyes suddenly trembled.

She actually wanted to perform a caesarean section to remove her child.

"Mu Rourou... you are crazy..."

Waves of pain came through, and Feng Qingcheng screamed in pain and tightly protected her lower abdomen.

"Mu Rourou...I'll give you one last chance...just stay away from me...otherwise don't blame me for being unkind..."
Chapter completed!