Bang –

The bowl rolled down from front of him, smashed to the ground and shattered.

"Ahh

Princess Huaiyu was taken aback by this sudden scene, and after reacting, she hurriedly greeted her: "Sister-in-law of the prince, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qingying bit the pale lip flap, only to feel a warmth rolling out from between her lower skirts, and her heart suddenly became uneasy, she tightly pinched Princess Huaiyu's hand, and said word by word: "Tai...... Taiyi ......"

Princess Huaiyu's pupils shrank, as if she realized something, she turned her head and ordered, and the personal maid Xiao Tao hurriedly trotted out.

Twilight had arrived, and the clouds on the horizon had become darker and darker.

The entire courtyard was shrouded in a dark cloud.

Lu'er stayed in front of the couch all the time, not daring to blink her eyes, until she suddenly noticed that Mo Qingying's hand in a comatose state moved slightly.

The darkness was gradually replaced by a dim light, and the silhouette of the blurred figure in front of him gradually became clear.

She smacked her lips, her hand trembled and landed on her flat lower abdomen, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Lu'er, this concubine...... What about Concubine Ben's children?"

Lu'er's tears fell silently: "Concubine Niangniang, child...... The child is gone......"

Mo Qingying's eyes darkened, and she almost couldn't breathe.

Child, her child is gone...... How...... How so?

She only felt a buzzing in her head, and after a moment of distraction, she suddenly went crazy and pinched Lu'er's arm: "You lied to me...... You're lying to me, aren't you?"

Her strength is not unusual, Lu'er squeezed her brows in pain, and her tears became more and more fierce: "Sour plum soup...... There is a problem with the sour plum soup......"

"Sour plum soup ......" Mo Qingying slowly let go of Lu'er's arm, lowered her eyes and muttered softly.

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The night was thick and scattered.

The dim candlelight casts a faint glow on the ornaments in the room.

Half of the man's face was hidden in the darkness, and his fingertips tapped on the table.

"What the national teacher just said, is it true?"

The person on the opposite side raised his eyes lightly, falling into Song Haotian's full of chise condensation, the corners of his mouth under the mask outlined a strange arc, and he said lightly: "The Yin and Yang Divine Skill is a holy relic of the Demon Sect, and those who have learned this skill should be able to dominate the world." ”

The national teacher chuckled lightly, and then said: "Now His Highness's Nine Yin Sutra has also reached a certain level, if you find the Yin and Yang Divine Skill, it will be like a tiger with wings!"

Song Haotian: "What the national teacher said is extremely true, but this yin and yang magic skill has been lost for several years, where to find it?"

The national teacher's eyes flashed slightly, and he said lightly: "It is rumored that the rivers and lakes have fallen into the hands of Yan Feiyang, the leader of the martial arts alliance, but it is a pity that the Yan family was suddenly wiped out, and the whereabouts of this yin and yang magic skill are unknown again, but there is one person who must know. ”

Song Haotian suddenly became interested: "Who is the national teacher talking about?"

The light under his eyes became more and more gloomy, and the national teacher straightened up and said word by word: "Yuanshui Pavilion Master." ”

Song Haotian's eyes narrowed: "But the pavilion master of this Yuanshui Pavilion is not easy to see." ”

"Naturally. The national teacher nodded undeniably, changed his words, and said, "Your Highness, have you heard a rumor about the Pavilion Master of the Yuanshui Pavilion?"

Song Haotian frowned and shook his head.

National Teacher: "Fifteen years ago, the pavilion master of the Yuanshui Pavilion once declared to the outside world that as long as anyone could offer the elixir that would bring people back to life, the Yuanshui Pavilion would serve for a year. ”

Song Haotian was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing: "The elixir that brings the dead back to life, isn't this nonsense?"

The corners of the national teacher's mouth hooked slightly, and he said slowly: "I know that it is nonsense, does Your Highness know why the pavilion master of this Yuanshui Pavilion is still like this?"

Song Haotian frowned puzzled, he really couldn't figure this out.

"For a woman......"

Song Haotian was not surprised by this answer, but just smiled: "So what does the national teacher mean?"

"Find the woman. ”

Song Haotian sneered when he heard this: "A dead man, how to find it?"

The national teacher smiled sullenly and said, "...... in the Yuanshui Pavilion"

Song Haotian was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled.

"Your Highness. ”

The two of them held back their smiles, and their eyes fell on the door of the shadow city.

"Come in. ”

The people outside the house heard the sound and pushed the door in.

As the wind poured in, a faint smell of blood rushed into the nasal cavity in an instant.

"Your Highness, it's time to get through. The black shadow hooked slightly, and respectfully offered the things in his hand.

The contents of the bowl were steaming, and the "decoction" glowed black in the dim candlelight, and a small unformed hand was faintly visible.

This thing is really unappetizing, Song Haotian turned his head and covered his snort: "National teacher, is this stillborn still useful?"

The national teacher dropped his cup and said unhurriedly: "Although the effect is not as good as that of the medicine taken alive, it is not bad." ”

Hearing this, Song Haotian glanced at the black decoction, and immediately brought it over, and took a sip.

The smell of blood was mixed with a strong smell of bitter medicine, and the unformed stillborn fetus made a strange sound when it entered its mouth.

After swallowing the last bite with difficulty, Song Haotian wiped the medicine stains on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "If you let the palace know who moved the child in Mo Qingying's womb, the palace will definitely want her to live rather than die." ”

Mo Qingying, who had just arrived outside the door, happened to hear his words to the fullest, and couldn't help but be a little moved in her heart.

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In a small house in the backyard of Cuiping Building, the flickering candlelight adds a touch of uniqueness to the men and women who meet each other on the bed.

The sound of the water crashing is like a thousand feet of water, extremely intense.

The thick night seems to be not enough to hide the boundless spring color.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to have a good time with this Dayan's first beauty, even if I was willing to die. ”

The man's words were like a thorn in the woman's heart.

She clasped her palms tightly, and a trace of murderous intent swept through the depths of her eyes.

She never thought that the shopkeeper of Cuiping Tower would threaten her with today's events, if she didn't comply, he would tell Princess Huaiyu about her supporting him to take medicine, and then she would be finished.

Just as the man was fully engaged, the woman's small white hand slowly groped from the man's fat body to the edge of the bed.

A cold blade was instantly held in the woman's hand, and a ruthless alien color flashed under her silky eyes, and she grabbed the blade and poked it fiercely at the man's throat.

Again and again, the knife is deadly......

The man who indulged in the affairs of men and women died before he could react.

The woman's movements continued, the blood-stained blade glowing with a terrible halo in the candlelight.

Blood flowed out along the knife edge, and within half an hour, most of the bed under him was dyed red.

The woman withdrew, and the ambiguous marks on her body became more and more strange and beautiful against the backdrop of blood.

The blade in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, and the woman's beautiful little face turned pale for a while, looking at the dead man on the bed, her eyes were empty and scary.

After relieving herself, she picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on her body haphazardly.

The door was opened, and the wind that poured into it dispersed the thick smell of blood in the room.

She didn't dare to slack off, and scattered the oil that had been prepared around the backyard, and then she threw the torch she was holding out with a blank face.

Thinking of the disgusting man running rampant on her just now, she longed to cut him with a thousand knives, looking at this raging fire, a trace of disgust finally appeared in her eyes.

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