Lu Xingzhou returned from the graveyard and sensed something was off at home.
The chimney that usually emitted thin smoke at this time of day was silent; two Hidden Guards were missing, and the yellow dog that was dozing at the fence gate when he left stood up with its ears perked, only able to pace back and forth due to its leash.
Lu Xingzhou frowned and hurriedly took a few steps into the bedroom.
He saw Fanghua lying weakly on the bed, her face almost drained of color, while Ye Zong sat next to her, his fingers pressed on her pulse.
"What's wrong with Ah Yin?" Lu Xingzhou asked.
Ye Zong, sweat forming on his forehead, replied hesitantly to his master's inquiry, "The fetal heartbeat is there, but the mistress is bleeding. I'm not skilled in this area and can't determine the exact condition. Please punish me, master."
Looking at Fanghua's weak appearance, Lu Xingzhou's expression turned grim, "Has anyone been sent to fetch a doctor?"
