C230 Not to be Buried in the Royal Tomb

Shi Yan's face was grave, his index and middle fingers quietly pressed on her wrist as he concentrated on checking her pulse.

He sneered in his heart. How dare he drug Du Jiuyue so heavily, he deserved it even if it hurt him to death.

How could such a malicious woman be qualified to give birth to an infant? Wasn't she afraid of retribution from the heavens?

He suddenly frowned