The fifth day of the fifth month of May, the Dragon Boat Festival, the first of the nine poisonous days. The scorching sun scorched the entire city, evaporating people's patience little by little.

Even the ancient temple of Qixia with deep flowers and trees is difficult to find a moment of tranquility.

There is an endless stream of people who come to worship, and the men and women who believe in this pure place come to worship the Buddha sincerely, in order to seek the protection of the gods and spend this cool day and poisonous month safely.

Wisps of cigarette smoke, burning endless red dust and resentment, wooden fish bursts, can't knock out the worldly disputes.

Murong Qian avoided the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, and walked alone along the quiet bluestone path, towards the peach blossom water stream, step by step, upward, his steps dragged extremely heavy and heavy, without the slightest pleasure of recovering his free body.

Every time he ascended the stairs, he was one step farther away from the place of concern in his heart, but he could only go forward, with the danger of ambushing in all directions, and go to the depths of the extinction.

I have worried about hurting the Brahman, and I am afraid that I will not fall into the city when I enter the mountain, and I will have the law in the world, and I will not live up to it?

The cicadas hissed and came from the shade of the trees, chattering all kinds of uneasiness and noise in Situ's mansion.

Zhou Zong was clenching his fists and pacing back and forth in the noise of cicadas outside the house, his heartstrings tense one by one following the movement in the house.

Lying on the bed, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead, and tears, wet the broken hair on her sideburns, sticky to her bloodless face.

Intense pain, bursts of crushing from the lower abdomen, a burst of tightness; Inch by inch tearing the muscles and bones, inch by inch as ruthless as an inch.

She gritted her teeth desperately, trying not to let herself cry out for weakness, but her throat and eyes couldn't stop shaking, and she let out a moan as small as a mosquito.

Liuzhu hurriedly ran from outside the house, looking at the messy utensils in the house, and the Wu Yang Wen Po Imperial Doctor, his heart was stirred into a mess.

She squeezed hard to the side of the bed, looking at the pale and frail face of Hun Qingchen, her trembling body, and she was so panicked that she didn't know what to do.

Liuzhu was so anxious that tears fell down: "Miss, Miss, you hold on!" ”

"Liuzhu, where is Aqian?"

When Hun Qingchen heard the shout, his sweaty hands loosened the tightly held sheets, waved in pain, and pulled the placket of Liuzhu's clothes in a panic, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and asked earnestly, "Didn't the emperor already promise his father that he would release him when he gave birth?" What about A-Shallow? ”

Liuzhu snorted and didn't dare to answer: "Childe, childe, he ......"

"Y-What's wrong with him?"

Xun Qingchen's heart swelled, and he shouted restlessly to Liuzhu, "Liuzhu, you speak!" Oi—"

The breath was chaotic, and the pain in the abdomen was like a sharp blade unsheathed, and it suddenly opened, twisting and cutting the flesh, and the light dust couldn't stand the pain, and let out a scream.

"Miss! Miss! ”

Liuzhu clenched Hun Qingchen's stiff and cold fingers tightly, "Childe, he will definitely come, Miss, you hold on, 1 The midwife reached under the quilt and shouted: "Ten fingers have been opened!" Fast! Fast! "The room was suddenly busy, and the flowing beads were driven out of the screen by the surging crowd, and the light dust called like a tight voice, bringing up thick blood, filling every cent of the air, and making people breathless." Ahh Ah-" Murong Qian's steps stopped beside the coolness of the peach blossom stream, and the coldness in his words became even clearer: "Come out!" "The shadows flickered in the woods, and the wind fell silent in the bushes. On the smooth mirror-like water, a pale gold python robe is slowly reflected. Murong Qian listened to the slight movement in the treetops, and pursed his thin lips to mock: "Buddhism is a pure place, and the imperial brother is afraid that there is something wrong with the blood warriors!" "Isn't this palace also worried about your safety? Princess Zheng gave birth, you don't go to Situ Mansion, you just came to this kind of place. Li Hongyi looked around at the desertion, and a smile spread into his heart, "This realm is out of my father's field of vision, but it's so dangerous!" In case something happens to you...... "How can a woman give birth to a child with a first-class filth compared to being dust-free here." Murong Qian turned to look back at Li Hongyi, "The imperial brother waited for me to go to Situ Mansion, but he just wanted to force me to hand over the "pill" at the moment when the life and death of the princess's mother and son were at stake, so that I would never have a chance to turn around!" Brother Huang, you have taken great pains! Li Hongyi snorted coldly: "Li Congjia, you are really smart but you are mistaken by cleverness!" You only thought about escaping from the trap of Situ Mansion, but instead of thinking about it, you sent yourself to a dead end. "I just want to ask the Buddha for protection, why is it a dead end?" "You ask the Buddha? It's better to beg this palace and let you live! Li Hongyi looked at Murong Qian with a smile, "All the crimes, now, there is only one piece of physical evidence left, as long as you disappear, this palace will see who has the courage to slander the crown prince of the dynasty!" In King Zheng's Mansion, the palace can't move you, but here...... It's not impossible that you accidentally fall into the water and drown! "Hmm...... That's right, too! Murong Qian stared at the water stream at his feet, and thought worriedly, "If I am willing to beg you, can you really let me live?" "As long as you hand over the things, you can discuss them!" "Brother Huang, it turns out that in your heart, you are afraid after all! But ......" Murong had a faint smile on his face, so unreal, more like a sigh, "I'm more scared!" Oh, what you want! Murong Qian threw out an ink-colored jade bottle, Li Hongyi reached out to catch it, and urgently uncorked the bottle, but it was empty. Murong Qian, you dare to fool me? Li Hongyi was furious, rushed over, and slashed towards Murong Qianmian with one palm, "I want your life!" Murong Qian didn't dodge or dodge, watching the sharp palm wind fall down at the brink of collapse. Li Hongyi collapsed to the ground like a mountain, his body was stiff, and he couldn't stop twitching, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe what had just happened. Murong Qian looked down at Li Hongyi's wolf, and indifference sprouted on his lips: "His Royal Highness the Prince, how dare I play with you?" If you want a 'machine medicine', I will give it to you, divide it into nine parts, and give you a lot of one! "You, you mean I ......" Li Hongyi endured the severe pain in his stomach and shook his head in disbelief, "No! No way! How could I not be aware of it in the slightest! "The medicine is also known as the turtle, and in this ink bottle, it is the medicinal fragrance made of the turtle. This fragrance is colorless and odorless, how can you notice it? "No! Impossible, how can a turtle make incense? "This is Mo Sheng's favorite work, the only bottle in the world!" Murong Qian stared at Li Hongyi's distorted face, "This incense has already been smoked on the wooden board that is presented to your mansion every month, if you don't burn all the evidence, this incense will indulge in the wood, and it won't hurt you at all, but...... You don't let go of others, you don't let go of yourself! Li Hongyi roared in pain: "Li Congjia, you are a wolf with ambition, you actually designed to kill your brother in a vain attempt to kill the prince of the dynasty!" "I'm just treating others the way I am!" Li Hongyi, I never thought of taking your life! The cold light in Murong's shallow eyes was like a flying knife, and the knife sealed his throat, "It's you pressing step by step, you can't blame others!" You can move anyone, but ...... Hun Qingchen, if you move her, I will want your life 1