With this explanation, one question was answered, but another quickly rose in Rong Qinglei's mind.
"If, as you said earlier, the concubine was not pregnant," he asked, "then why does she show clear signs of pregnancy? Her belly is swollen just like that of a woman who is five or six months along."
Yue Mingxuan sighed softly.
This was exactly what made the Lovesick Snake so terrifying.
"She is not pregnant," he said slowly. "There is no child in her belly. Instead, there is a pair of young Lovesick Snakes."
His words stunned everyone present.
Even Rong Qinglei could not hide the shock on his face.
Knowing that his words were far too shocking, Yue Mingxuan did not say much more.
He simply took out the silver needles he always carried with him, found a specific point on the concubine's swollen belly, and pierced it with precision.
Very soon, everyone present clearly saw long, strip-like shapes moving beneath the skin of the concubine's abdomen.
