The eldest lady is both a doctor and a warrior, they love her so much

"Miss, you..." Wen Mo was speechless for a moment, because he really didn't know how to start.

He knew that Hua Xin had many men around her, so there would naturally be many children in the future, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Almost one after another.

First there was Hua Muning, then Song Qichuan and Song Qianluo, and now from what she meant there are two more.

The risk of having twins is much higher than that of having a single baby, and now the other husband who knows medicine is not here. Everything depends on her alone. How can he feel at ease?

Even though as a secret guard he shouldn't have any emotions, he couldn't help but complain.

Can't they just be patient?

Hua Xin's health had just recovered not long ago, and now she was pregnant again, which was undoubtedly another trouble.

No matter how healthy her physical condition is, she can't bear such consumption!

Wen Mo suddenly realized that perhaps he should be like other people's secret guards and protect his master every step of the way.

However, if this were to happen, what would it change?

After all, this kind of thing requires both parties to be willing to succeed.

Moreover, everyone has a clear path.

He didn't seem to be in any position to interfere in the matter.

Wen Mo couldn't help but sigh, his heart full of distress and anxiety, like an old father who was worried sick.

When Hua Xin saw Wen Mo's serious expression, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's that expression on your face? Why do you look so painful?"

Wen Mo replied helplessly: "I am just worried about the health of the young lady."

"Well, I understand your worry, but I just hope you can help me keep this secret for the time being. I don't want to let them know that I'm pregnant so early." Hua Xin patted Wen Mo's shoulder and said seriously.

Having said that, she knew in her heart that the person who could not be hidden the most was Hua Moxuan. After all, he was waiting for Hua Xin to tell him the result at any time!

He used to ask this question every day, but later Hua Xin said that it would be hard to find out the answer in a short time, so he stopped asking this question every day.

But it won’t be long before I have to ask.

"I understand. I'll take my leave now." Wen Mo replied respectfully.

This time he showed up on his own initiative, so since Hua Xin didn't have anything else to tell him, he should disappear immediately.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the word "wait".

"There is something concerning Prince Yihe's Palace that requires you and Wen Zhao to do..." Hua Xin's voice sounded again.

After Hua Xin finished giving the instructions, she saw Wen Mo kneeling in front of her.

"What do you mean?" Hua Xin asked puzzledly.

"Miss, I have overstepped my authority. But I hope you can send Wen Zhao and Wen Yan or Wen Ding to do this. I want to protect you anytime and anywhere." Wen Mo lowered his head and said sincerely.

Hua Xin looked at the person in front of her with some surprise, not knowing what she was thinking. After a moment of silence, she finally responded with a "OK".

In the early morning of the last day of the month, the moon was dark and the wind was strong. The Yihe Palace should have been immersed in tranquility, but the peace was broken by a sudden fire.

The fire originated from the yard where Chu Qingyao lived.

It was the middle of the night, the weather was dry, and a spark quickly spread. The fire was raging, like a ferocious beast, swallowing everything in an instant.

Chu Qingyao has always liked quietness, and there were not many people serving her. In addition, it was the middle of the night and most people were fast asleep. By the time someone noticed something was wrong, the raging fire was already out of control.

At this time, Ye Lanting happened to come out of Concubine Tang's room.

As soon as he got the news, he rushed over with his men in a panic.

However, when they arrived, all they saw was a piece of scorched earth and broken walls. The originally magnificent, exquisite and elegant courtyard had turned into an empty frame, and the prosperity and warmth of the past were gone.

"It's too late, too late, it's over!"

As Ye Lan listened to the tragic scene in front of him, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground, his eyes filled with despair and pain.

After receiving the news, he did not dare to delay for a moment and rushed over without stopping, but he was still a step too late.

The servants searched the ruins for a long time, but finally found only a body that was burnt beyond recognition.

Liucheng and Liulu, with their faces blackened by smoke, didn't care about their messy appearance and just knelt in the ruins and cried to the corpse.

Ye Lan, who originally didn't believe it, felt heartbroken when he heard Liu Cheng and Liu Lu crying so sadly.

He looked at the corpse in grief, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, blood dripping from his fingertips.

He suppressed the severe pain in his heart, gritted his teeth and ordered a thorough investigation into the cause of the fire.

At the same time, his mind was racing with thoughts on how to deal with this matter later.

If such a serious accident were to be reported to the palace truthfully, I'm afraid my father would punish him.

But Prince Yihe's Palace was not located in a remote place. The fire was so big that people in the palace must have heard about it long ago.

He knew very well that he could not hide the truth at this moment. Instead, he had to go to the palace immediately to apologize to his father and explain the situation.

Ye Lan made up his mind and rushed into the ruins, deliberately making himself look very embarrassed. He even found the burnt gold hairpin in Chu Qingyao's room.

"Come here, quickly prepare the horses, the king will enter the palace immediately!"

Ye Lan listened to the majestic and urgent words echoing in the courtyard.

When Concubine Tang hurried over, she happened to hear these words and her heart tightened.

Ye Lanting was seen wearing a black robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his brows were filled with solemnity.

When he saw Concubine Tang, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Why are you here? Go back quickly." Ye Lan frowned slightly, his tone filled with concern and reproach.

Concubine Tang walked lightly to Ye Lanting, bowed slightly and said, "Such a big thing happened in the mansion, it would be unreasonable if I didn't show up. I hope the prince will not blame me for coming here rashly."

Ye Lan sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to grab Concubine Tang's soft hand, looked at her firmly and seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Listen carefully, from this moment on, you will go back to your own courtyard and stay well. Before I return from the palace, you must not step out of the courtyard. If you need anything, just tell the servants to do it. This place is filthy and you should not stay for a long time. Let's go, I will take you back first."

Concubine Tang nodded obediently and replied, "Yes, everything will be arranged by you, Master."

As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced behind Ye Lanting.

It was pitch black there, as if hiding endless mysteries that made it impossible to see what was going on.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of burnt food, which went straight into her nostrils, making her stomach churn and she couldn't help vomiting repeatedly.