Parturient?

Not long after, Xue Miao'er moaned painfully in bed, and blood began to flow.

She was a little scared. If Yi Qing was by her side, she would definitely say, "Elder sister, I just wanted to scare my father. I don't really want to die!"

This sort of battle formation was enough to scare her father to death, but she was also scared to death.

She couldn't help but wonder why she trusted Yi Qing so much. What if the latter failed this time?

Hearing her cry out for help in the room, her maidservant ran in. When she saw the whole bed full of blood, she immediately rushed out and shouted: "Men, men, come quickly, Miss has cut open my veins!"

Xue Miaomiao, "..."

Idiot, he started to shout without even seeing clearly.

Besides, even if she really had been cut, shouldn't the first thing be to save her?

When everyone came in, her body was already cold.

Xue Miao-er's face was as if she had nothing to live for.