Chapter 607: She Miscarried

Who? Luana swiftly turned, seeing Willow, her confidante, approach, casually upending her medicine bowl.

“Willow, what’s wrong?” Luana asked.

Willow took Luana’s hand. “Concubine Luana, you mustn’t drink this. You’re carrying twins—a precious gift. Successfully birthing them will elevate your status beyond Molly’s!”

Luana, shocked, eyed Willow suspiciously. “Willow, how did you know? I haven’t told you.”

“Concubine Luana, I overheard Molly and a maid. Molly considers you a pawn, her indulgence stemming solely from your pregnancy. Once the fetus is gone, your value disappears, and Molly will order your death—dead men tell no tales!”

Luana was stunned, terrified. “Willow, are you sure? Did Molly really say that?” Willow nodded emphatically. “Concubine Luana, it’s true! I heard it myself. The king values your twins; their birth would threaten Molly, Prince Aaron, and Princess Clara. Molly wouldn't tolerate that.”

Luana’s legs wobbled; she sank into a chair. Molly was truly evil. But what could she do? Molly controlled the harem. Luana was weak, without family support; without Molly, Logan wouldn't favor her. The thought of Molly wanting her dead filled her with terror.

“Willow, what do we do?”

“Concubine Luana, don't panic. You're carrying twins; that's your greatest strength!”

Luana gazed at her swollen belly, calming. How could she panic? What did she have to fear? Her pregnancy made her invaluable. As long as she carried these twins, Molly wouldn't dare touch her.

“Willow, you’re right. I won’t lose these babies, but what about Molly? I don’t want confrontation unless absolutely necessary.”

Willow quickly responded, “Concubine Luana, don’t drink the medicine. Let’s cooperate with Concubine Molly, feigning a miscarriage.”

Luana found the idea excellent. She’d work with Molly to eliminate Olive. Once Molly’s goal was achieved, the twins would remain protected by the king—the perfect solution.

Willow produced a red potion. “Concubine Luana, use this later to simulate a miscarriage and bleeding.”

Luana accepted the potion, realizing Willow’s intelligence. She yearned to gather loyal servants.

“Willow, you did wonderfully. Remain loyal, and as my sons and I rise, you’ll be promoted to head maid!”

Willow rejoiced. “Thank you, Madam!”

Luana descended to the engagement party. Molly approached, whispering, “Did you drink the medicine?”

Luana nodded. “Yes, Sister Molly.”

Molly nodded, satisfied. The medicine would soon take effect.

Molly glanced at Luana, who understood. Approaching Olive, Luana said, “Princess of Visionary, congratulations on your engagement to the King of Gold City. Let’s toast.”

Olive, clear-eyed, raised her wineglass. “Thank you, Concubine Luana.”

Luana clinked glasses. Watching Olive drink unsuspectingly, Luana smirked, thinking, “Olive, you’re so stupid!”

Luana subtly reassured Molly with a glance. “Molly, it’s handled. Don’t worry.”

Molly smiled, her plan unfolding perfectly.

Suddenly, bang! Luana’s wineglass shattered. Clutching her belly, she cried, “Oh! My stomach hurts!”

The hall erupted. Logan rushed over. “Luana! What’s wrong?”

Luana collapsed against Logan. “My lord, save me! Save my babies… My stomach hurts…”

Molly appeared, pointing. “My lord, look! Blood! Luana’s bleeding!”

All eyes fell on Luana’s blood-soaked skirt.

Luana was truly bleeding! The recently announced twins, a joyous omen in Greenland, were now lost; everyone was astonished.

Logan’s face paled. “Quickly! Get the royal physician!”

The physician arrived, examining Luana. “My lord, it’s… a miscarriage!”

The physician was Molly’s; his words were predictable.

“What? A miscarriage?” Logan was shocked. “How? Investigate!”

“Master, I detected abortion medicine in her pulse. She accidentally ingested it.”

“Abortion medicine? Where?” Logan demanded.

Luana, clutching Logan, wept. “My lord, help me! Who gave me this? They murdered my twins!”

Molly added, “My lord, it’s strange. Luana was fine moments ago. Why would she suddenly take the wrong medicine?”

The hall seethed.

“My lord, this must be thoroughly investigated! Killing royal heirs is a felony!” one person declared.

“These twins were a blessing for Greenland, now lost for unknown reasons. This reeks of conspiracy.”