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Xuan Ye nodded lightly. ”Rong'er, not longevity …” Xuan Ye paused for a moment before finally saying, ”Rong'er, I just received news that your father passed away this morning.” Before Rong'er could react, Xuan Ye said nervously, ”Rong'er! You have to be strong! ”

Rong'er suddenly heard this and said softly, ”No …” No... Not True... ”This isn't real …”

Xuan Ye held Rong'er up, looked into his eyes, and said with a pained expression, ”Rong'er, this is real. Can you be a bit stronger?”

”Your Majesty, I, Ama …” Have you always been in good health? ”How could he …” Rong'er mumbled incredulously.

”Rong'er, Lord Gai has been ill for more than ten days. I haven't dared to tell you. I sent an imperial physician over to see him, but Lord Gai still hasn't been able to …” Xuan Ye couldn't help but say.

”No …” ”Your Majesty …” Tears rolled down Rong'er's face, and his face began to turn pale. His voice grew louder and louder, ”No …” Ama, this isn't real... ”Ama.”

Seeing Rong'er's pale face, Xuan Ye looked at him worriedly. ”Rong'er, keep it together. I've sent people to bury your Ama. I …” Rong'er! ”Rong'er!” Xuan Ye cried out in alarm, and Rong'er, who had fainted in his arms, shouted, ”Someone, come! Someone come quickly!

Xiaoqing and the consultant hurriedly ran in.

”Quickly inform the royal doctors! Bring me water! ” Xuan Ye anxiously instructed. He picked up Rong'er and gently placed him on the bed. He looked at Rong'er with concern and gently caressed his pale face. Xuan Ye was grieving in his heart. Why did he always have to deal with so many tragic matters? Why was the Lord so cruel to Rong'er?

Young Master Qing, three imperial physicians from the great hospital had rushed over. The three of them had examined Rong'er's pulse, and Xuan Ye was watching on the side with furrowed brows.

After the three imperial physicians had checked the pulse separately, they discussed in hushed tones. One of them walked forward and reported: ”Reporting to Your Majesty, from what this subject has seen, Young Master Rong is pregnant and his body is weak. Perhaps his spirit is not very good either.

Rong'er pregnant? Xuan Ye stood up and confirmed once again, ”Are you saying that Noble Lady Rong is pregnant again?”

”Your majesty, yes, she should be pregnant for nearly a month.” The imperial physician reported in a low voice.

Xuan Ye felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Rong'er being pregnant was originally a rather happy thing, but Rong'er's Ah Ma had passed away this morning. The heavens were really making fun of him, making him feel truly sad and happy.

”Is the Noble Lady Rong's Long Si safe?” Xuan Ye nodded and asked.

”Reporting to this official, from what I've heard, Young Lord Rong and the others should be having a normal time of it, but Young Lord Rong's body is a little weak, so during this period of time, Young Lord Rong is less angry, and more nourishment is better for the child in your womb.” The imperial physician replied.

”Alright, I understand. You guys can leave now, we'll carry it out tomorrow. The imperial physicians of the Grand Hospital will be sent daily to check on Noble Lady Rong's condition, and they'll have to inform us immediately.” Xuan Ye whispered to Yan.

”Your subject obeys the decree.” The imperial physician respectfully replied.

Why did he have to do this? One side was the new dragon heir, the other was Rong'er's Ama, both sad and happy. Xuan Ye looked at Rong'er, who was lying on the bed, and walked over, gently stroking Rong'er's belly with his hand, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face. Xuan Ye himself also felt that it was strange; he had four sons and a daughter, and although he only had one daughter now, he would always feel especially happy when he heard that Rong'er had a dragon heir.