Shuang Muzi returned to the east courtyard and sat on the swing in distracted state. Song Jingran's words stinged every cell in her body; they also made her more determined to give up their children.

After Doctor Yu Zixia's diagnosis, the fetal direction was slightly unstable and there was no major problem. She only prescribed a few medicines for fetal preservation.

"Tomorrow, I'll send someone to pick you up to the mansion to recuperate." Song Jingran gently pinched Yu Zixia's bedding.

"Next month is the day of marriage. I'm afraid it's a joke to enter the mansion early." Yu Zixia leaned against the soft couch. Even if she wanted to, she always had to take into account the general situation. Besides, she was not in a hurry.

"Okay, I'll send someone to deliver meals every day, you have to be careful." Song Jingran held Yu Zixia's hand, and his face showed love and concern. He could not consume such a sudden surprise for a while.

"Yeah." Yu Zixia looked happy.

"Go to rest early, I'll see you tomorrow." Song Jingran stood up, meaning leaving.

Yu Zixia nodded gently; Song Jingran drank a kiss on Yu Zixia's forehead and turned around and left; as Song Jingran left, the smile on Yu Zixia's face gradually disappeared, and replaced by melancholy; she knew best in her heart that the child in her womb was not Song Jingran's, but how should she solve this problem so that it will not cause doubt, especially Shuangmuzi.

The autumn wind is annoying. The already cooler weather is blowing, as if reminding people to put on clothes, and it seems to be crying and wandering in desolate way. Although it is the cold wind, it still does not affect Shuangmuzi's intention to love the swing alone. It always sways in the floating air. Although there is a kind of loneliness, it is even more a habit. Shuangmuzi was in a daze for a moment and did not realize the dark soul and Cui'er came one after another.

"You really decided?" Dark Soul looked at Shuang Muzi with a slightly cold expression.

Shuang Muzi came back to her senses, and nodded without hesitation.

"Cui'er, Miss Shuang is not in good condition. Go and boil this bag of medicine and bring it." Seeing that Shuang Muzi asked Cui'er to come over, it was for the child's sake, so he brought the medicine for the slimming of the fetus.

"Yes." Cui'er took the medicine and turned around and left.

After Cui'er left, Dark Soul spoke again, "I heard that Yu Zixia is also pregnant."

"Another innocent little life." Shuang Muzi lowered her eyes with a gloomy face.

"Why do you have to be so wronged by yourself?" Dark Soul really couldn't bear to Shuang Muzi like this. She silently paid without any reward, and no one even knew about it.

"I don't want to destroy his only hope. I can't bear to be sad and sad when I see him. I'm even more afraid. He doesn't care if I have so many feelings." Shuang Muzi finally expressed her inner timidity. Song Jingran's indifference was what she had always cared about.

"Don't be afraid, one day, he will understand." Dark Soul brought Shuang Muzi into his arms, hoping to comfort him.

"Can you do it!" Shuang Muzi leaned into Dark Soul's arms, letting tears fall, and letting her become cowardly again.

Dark soul gently patted Shuang Muzi on the shoulder. She really didn't know how to comfort such a lost person;

Cui'er was boiling medicine for Frost Muzi in the kitchen; she happened to meet Xiaohui being boiling medicine for Yu Zixia.

"Sister Xiaohui is boiling medicine." Cui'er greeted her first;

Xiaohui chuckled and said, "That's not true. Miss Xia's pregnancy pills will not be removed for a day."

Cui'er chuckled and said, "As pregnant, you must pay attention."

Seeing Cui'er holding the medicine bag, Xiaohui asked curiously, "Huh~ Miss Frost is also uncomfortable?"

Cui'er nodded, "Miss Frost has a bad appetite, so I've prepared medicine and conditioned it."

"Then let's have a companion together." Xiaohui smiled, and Cui'er nodded and answered.

The two of them were each facing their own stove, stirring the fire from time to time; suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and Cui'er and Xiaohui both fainted on the ground;

The black shadow was the dark soul; the dark soul casually put some powder in the medicine pot in front of Xiaohui and closed the medicine pot; he casually lit it on Cui'er and Xiaohui, and a black shadow disappeared again.

Cui'er woke up slowly first, but she didn't expect that she actually fell asleep and shook her head gently; but she saw that Xiaohui was also half awake and unconscious.

"I dozed off and made Miss Cui'er laugh." Xiaohui didn't seem to notice, and Cui'er had just woken up.

"How could that be?" Cui'er didn't think too much, but was worried about the medicine on the stove.

"It's almost done." Xiaohui also looked at her medicine pot.

The two of them poured the medicine into the prepared bowl; turned around and took the tray, took their own medicine, and left each of them. However, they didn't expect that they would mess up the medicine bowl so casually.

After the dark pot left, he did not leave, but observed in the distance, so that no mistake could be made; Cui'er walked to the east courtyard with a bowl of medicine, glanced at the dark pot in the distance, and didn't think much about it.

"Girl, it's going to be boiled." Cui'er came with the medicine bowl; Shuang Muzi was shocked and her heart felt ache; "Put it in the house." Seeing Shuang Muzi silent, Dark Hun replied.

Cui'er nodded and took the medicine bowl into the house. Shuang Muzi hesitated for a moment and then entered the house.

"Drink it, you will be free." Dark Soul signaled the medicine on the table.

Shuang Muzi looked at Dark Soul and picked up the dark medicine again; just one mouthful of it could destroy a life.

"You can choose to give up." Dark Soul reminded again, after all, the child is innocent;

Shuang Muzi hesitated. She had lost it once. Did she still bear to lose it once? After all, she was the child of "his"; her stomach churned again, turned her head and vomited again; the medicine juice in her hand also splashed on Shuang Muzi's hands due to Shuang Muzi's actions, perhaps it was hot. Shuang Muzi's jade hand loosened, and the medicine bowl fell to the ground, making a "clang" sound;

I saw the medicine juice spilling on the ground, white foam coming out, making a "snap..." sound; Shuang Muzi and Dark Hun both looked at each other in surprise when they saw this.

"There is poisonous in the medicine." Dark Soul pulled Shuang Muzi back.

"How could it be..." Shuang Muzi stood unsteadily due to panic; Dark Soul helped Shuang Muzi sit aside, then went forward to pick it up, and the remaining medicine juice in the broken bowl; he put the medicine juice under his nose and smelled it, stuck it a little more, and licked it on his mouth; his face was dark and his eyebrows also frowned.

"How is it?" Shuang Muzi felt a little wrong when she saw the dark soul's expression.

"The medicine is mixed with arsenic." Dark Soul gathered the remaining medicines in the bowl.

"Arsenic..." Shuang Muzi couldn't believe that arsenic was highly toxic. Could anyone harm him?

"Also, this medicine is not the one I prescribed for you." Dark Soul thought, it was obvious that the target of the poisoned person was not Shuang Muzi.
Chapter completed!