Women Are Most Afraid Of The Cold

Qiao Mai poured her a cup of tea. "I'm not in a hurry at all as the mother-in-law. You, as the mother, are the one getting anxious."

"Of course! Your family only has this one son, and she should bear the responsibility of continuing your bloodline. Moreover, you treat her even better than me, her birth mother. I'd be worried if she weren't in a hurry."

"Enough with the praise. Let's have some tea!"

As they chatted, a servant rushed in, followed by Princess Mu, cradling a child in her arms. Without waiting for the servant to report, she knelt in front of Qiao Mai.

"Mother-in-law, please save Lin'er."

Qiao Mai immediately noticed the child's purplish face. This was the child she had delivered.

She hurriedly took the child into her arms and checked his pulse. "What happened?"

"I don't know. He was fine, but the next second, he became like this. The medical hall said there was no hope, but I thought of you. Please, save the child."