The light in Prince Yong's eyes vanished in an instant.
Seeing him so listless, the sinister glint gone from his eyes, Ji Qingwu actually found him a bit more tolerable.
However, she attributed it to the fact that Zhao Minghong and Emperor Wu Su were brothers and shared a slight resemblance.
Thanks to this resemblance, Ji Qingwu's tone softened.
"The Princess Consort's health is severely depleted. Although the pregnancy is unstable, it can still be saved."
Prince Yong's eyes were bloodshot. "But the Imperial Physician said the child can't be saved."
Ji Qingwu said, "Do you trust the Imperial Physician, or do you trust me?"
Prince Yong remembered that "wicked" prescription. His body still hadn't recovered, so of course he trusted Ji Qingwu more.
"I certainly trust you, or I wouldn't have come all this way to find you." He pressed, "Did she say anything?"
Ji Qingwu asked, "What do you want to hear her say?"
"Did she mention me?"
