The temperamental white moonlight is back, and the entire Marquis's family obediently calls him

Upon hearing the sound, Lu Mingzhao immediately looked up and saw that a group of people had gathered where Liu Muqiu had been standing not far away.

She walked quickly over and pushed through the crowd.

Liu Muqiu sat slumped on the ground, her face pale and her whole body trembling. Even more terrifying, there was a faint red seepage from beneath her.

Zhou Ming'an, standing beside her, was deathly pale. He slowly took a few steps back, muttering, "I...I didn't mean to, sister-in-law, I really didn't mean to..."

"Quickly, call a doctor!" Lu Mingzhao stepped forward and took Liu Muqiu's hand.

She didn't have time to ask what had happened in detail; she could only deal with the situation at hand as quickly as possible.

Li Xuanzhou frowned slightly, whispered something to the servant beside him, and the servant immediately called over the maids and servants to block them from view.

"Can you get up? Does your stomach hurt?" Lu Mingzhao asked quickly in a low voice.

Liu Muqiu was speechless, staring blankly at the crimson blood beneath her.

The Dong family members also rushed over after hearing the commotion.

Upon seeing this scene, Madam Jiang's heart tightened. She immediately sent someone to find a doctor and ordered her servants to quickly prepare the nearest warm tent.

Moving Liu Muqiu became a difficult task.

The maids and servants dared not touch Liu Muqiu, and Liu Muqiu was unable to stand up.

Lu Mingzhao frowned, let Liu Muqiu's hand rest on his shoulder, and picked her up horizontally.

"Where's the heated tent? Take me there."

Madam Jiang quickly led the way.

As if grasping at a straw, Liu Muqiu clung tightly to her mother-in-law's neck, trembling uncontrollably in her arms. After a long while, she finally managed to speak: "I...did I miscarry...?"

"Don't overthink it, you'll know when the doctor arrives," Lu Mingzhao interrupted her daughter-in-law in a low voice, then comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Once inside the heated tent, Lu Mingzhao placed her on the newly laid-out couch. Just as he was about to get up to ask about the situation outside, Liu Muqiu grabbed his sleeve.

Liu Muqiu said in a trembling voice, "Mother, don't go... I'm scared."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingzhao immediately squatted down again, knelt beside his daughter-in-law, and took her hand, trying to transfer the warmth in his palm to her cold body.

"Don't be afraid, when...when did you get pregnant?"

Liu Muqiu shook her head blankly.

"I have no idea."

Her periods were always irregular, sometimes only coming once every six months.

She had no idea that she was pregnant.

For the past few months, she has been anxious about not being able to conceive, so she has been reluctant to seek medical help and has not dared to consult a doctor again, for fear of being disappointed again. The last time she had her pulse checked was three months ago.

When she first saw the red mark below her, she thought she had started her period. It wasn't until she felt that unfamiliar sensation that she realized something was wrong.

Liu Muqiu gently placed her hand on her lower abdomen.

She didn't even know she was carrying a life inside her. Now that she finds out, is she about to lose this little one?

Liu Muqiu slowly raised her head, her gaze sweeping across the doorway, where she saw Zhou Ming'an, who looked terrified and at a loss.

She moved her lips but said nothing, then looked away and closed her eyes.

Judging from her appearance, Lu Mingzhao guessed that this matter was inextricably linked to her youngest daughter.

But in the current situation, Liu Muqiu needs her more.

She could only kneel there until Zhou Ningchuan arrived late.

He had already heard the news on the way, and when he saw this scene, his heart sank.

"What happened?"

Zhou Ningchuan frowned and asked in a cold voice.

Madam Jiang quickly called in the maid who had been serving her and asked her to explain what had happened.

The maidservant lowered her head, trembling, and said, "Reporting to Madam, just now I was serving tea, and Miss Zhou took the tea but somehow spilled it on Madam Liu. Madam Liu couldn't dodge in time, stepped on the remaining snow, and fell to the ground."

Lu Mingzhao immediately looked at Zhou Ming'an at the door and waved to her: "An'an, come in and talk."

Zhou Ming'an then slowly moved in, but dared not make eye contact with the others, only shaking his head repeatedly.

"I didn't mean to... I had just taken the tea when someone squeezed past me. I was only thinking about not burning anyone, but I didn't realize I bumped into something when I turned around, and the teacup slipped from my hand."

"Sister-in-law, I really didn't mean it! If I had known you were pregnant, I would have preferred to spill this tea on myself!"

"..."

Liu Muqiu didn't speak, but silently turned her head away.

She and her sister-in-law had no past grievances or recent conflicts; in fact, they were as close as sisters. Naturally, she knew that her sister-in-law wasn't targeting her intentionally.

But it is precisely these unintentional mistakes that are so hard to let go of.

Lu Mingzhao frowned, recalling the spot where Liu Muqiu had fallen, and asked, "That road wasn't particularly narrow, how could someone have bumped into An'an?"

The maid shook her head: "The road is indeed not narrow, but there were suddenly so many people. There was clearly another road, but I don't know why they chose this one."

Zhou Ningchuan realized something and asked in a deep voice, "Did you see clearly who went over just now?"

Maid: "Many people passed by in a short time, and I couldn't see clearly which ladies and young misses they were."

After learning the details from Madam Jiang and Dong Heqing, who had followed closely behind, Madam Jiang said sternly, "You must think carefully about who crossed the road just now. If you can't figure it out, you will also be charged with dereliction of duty."

There are many suspicious points in this incident. It doesn't seem like an accident. It seems more like someone deliberately took this opportunity to push Zhou Ming'an, causing Liu Muqiu to fall.

If that person isn't found, the Dong family will likely be held responsible.

The more they pressed her for answers, the more frightened the maid became, her mind going blank and unable to speak.

"Why don't we question everyone who was in the garden just now?"

A voice rang out behind them.

Zhou Ningchuan looked up and saw a dashing man standing with his hands behind his back, making a suggestion with a smile.

Zhou Ningchuan quickly glanced at his clothes and made a guess in his mind. His voice also turned colder: "Your Highness, I appreciate your trouble."

If he really dares to do that today, tomorrow morning a lot of people will come to the palace to impeach him, saying that he is treating the Plum Garden as his own execution ground, arbitrarily detaining other people's ladies and young misses, and interrogating them in private.

I'm afraid that before the matter can be investigated to its full extent, the Marquis of Zhongjing's mansion has already offended everyone in the capital.

Prince Wei shrugged with a smile: "Why bother? I just saw that Madam Lu and you, Lord Marquis, were in such a hurry, so I wanted to help."

Just then, the doctor arrived.

Everyone stared intently as the doctor took the pulse.

After a long while, he slowly withdrew his hand and let out a long sigh.