Zhulan tapped her daughter's forehead, "I'm waiting for you to speak, what are you thinking about!"
Xue Han curled a finger around the hem of her mother's sleeve, "Mother, today Consort Lau of the Crown Prince's residence miscarried. I was sitting right across from Consort Lau, I saw it all clearly, it was all blood, Mother, all blood."
At that moment, she was so scared she became foolish, not just startled. If she hadn't been holding the legitimate second son of the Crown Prince in her arms, if she hadn't remained calm and covered the child's eyes with her hands, she would have passed out.
Zhulan knew her daughter well, the girl still had something unspoken, "What else happened?"