Chapter 88 (1/2)

Mo Wanqing was surprised to hear that the sixth Royal Highness side imperial concubine had come to visit. This Mu's six or seven month old belly to the door? Is it to seek justice for her sister?

”Little sister-in-law, I come here uninvited. It's very annoying.” Mu Xiyao is smiling and smiling, but she can't see that she is looking for trouble.

”It's my sister-in-law, so don't go outside.” Mo Wan leads her to the courtyard of muxiting. ”The concubine had a miscarriage yesterday. She was sad all night and didn't want to eat. The younger sister still advised a little, now the body originally suffered the sin, still does not want to rest, how can be born in the future. ”

Mu Xiting's small birth, Mo Wanqing did not have any joy, but was very unhappy. Only a few days after taking over the power of the emperor's son and concubine in charge of the family, it was clear that the matter was to hit her in the face. His highness got the news yesterday, so he appeased the concubine for a long time, but he didn't give her a good face. At this time, Ximu can comfort her.

”Your sisters talk well for a while, and I don't want to stay any more. What do you want to say to the maid outside the door?”

Mu Xiyao nods to thank, this just has the time to carefully look at the person lying on the bed.

The face looks ugly, needless to say, the black mark under the eye socket, obviously the sleep is not good. The beds and bedding are clean and tidy and well taken care of.

”Want to die, don't you?” There was no stranger in the room, and Mu Xiyao's face collapsed. She was angry at the look of her dying.

Mu Xiting's empty eyes gradually have a reaction, looking at Mu Xiyao tears can not stop sliding.

Having listened to the second sister's words, he begged his highness to move into the side imperial court, but he was still calculated and had no children. Yesterday, his highness patiently comforted him, but he still could not heal his inner pain. Why is he so tolerant, or can't escape.

”Second sister, I stay in the garden in peace and contentment with just having a child to raise. Neither competing for favor nor arguing with others, why can't I be allowed in the mansion? ” Mu Xiting is soft-natured and has always been used to depending on others. Now even her highness can't keep her children. What can she think.

”If you don't want to be calculated, learn to count others. You're her again. I'm sure I'll hit myself. In the imperial garden, Mu Xiyao remembers the disgusting eyes clearly.