The note had six very simple words written on it: Ruan Yanluo killed Concubine Hua.

His eyes drooped slightly, this was not something that Ruan Yanluo could do, but the moment he saw the news, he knew that this mission to Xiliang could probably be achieved.

Sure enough, Nangong Jin agreed to his request.

Exchanging grain for weapons, this deal, Nan Chu had already proposed to Xi Liang, but Xi Liang had always refused to agree, and was only willing to sell them a little weapon with the same weapons as other countries on a small scale.

This time to envoy Xiliang, he was forced by his good imperial brother to come, before leaving, in front of the full palace of civil and military, made a military order: within three months, if you can't get back Xiliang's advanced weapons, you will commit suicide to apologize.

Over the past few days, he has gained a firm foothold in the Southern Chu Dynasty step by step, and those who are loyal to his mother and his old ministers have gradually got in touch with him, and there are even ministers who have avenged the grievances of the He family, as well as ministers who are disappointed in the current emperor, have successively thrown olive branches to him. Even his own army of smokers grew stronger and stronger with the covert funding of these people.

All of this caused Emperor Chu to feel strongly uneasy, and he was now unable to use secret means to put him to death, so he had to use such a method to force him to die himself.

Xiliang knew the disadvantages of relying too much on Nanchu grain before, and now that Nangong Jin is sitting in Xiliang, it is impossible to agree to their request, and after three months, he returns to the dynasty with nothing, and the Chu Emperor can justifiably kill him.

Emperor Chu's wishful thinking was good, but he would never have thought that such a thing would happen.

Crumpled the note in his hand, and Ruan Yanluo's appearance appeared in front of Wei Liu's eyes again.

On the Jinluan Palace, she stepped forward to maintain, and on the edge of the boundary river, she made a sharp knife.

That woman, bright, sharp, love and hate, all clearly make people's hearts ache.

Smoke ......

Whisper these two words softly on the tip of your tongue.

You broke that rope and went to find the love you wanted, I left it up to you, and I also restrained myself from going to you and disturbing your life.

However, if you don't have a good life, if you are out of that person's range, I will definitely not let it go.

Ruan Yanluo ate and slept in the Lingyan Pavilion, slept and ate, and lived a very comfortable life, but in the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.

The child in the belly is almost four months old, and the lower abdomen can also be seen to protrude slightly.

No matter how busy Nangong Ling was, he would come over to accompany her for a while every day, sometimes sitting there and not saying anything, just staring at Ruan Yanluo's stomach in a daze, until Ruan Yanluo called him to react.

Lan Yue and Lan Xing often snickered, and King Ling was stunned when he thought about his children.

After a series of complicated ceremonies, the emperor's funeral was finally done and he was buried in the imperial tomb.

When sending the tomb, Nangong Ling said that he wanted to accompany the emperor to talk for the last time, and before the Broken Dragon Stone was put down, he went in alone for a while, at least for most of the hour.

When he came back from the mausoleum, Nangong Ling was in a good mood, and after taking a bath and going to bad luck, he accompanied Ruan Yanluo for a long time.

Ruan Yanluo knew Nangong Ling, it was impossible for him and the emperor to have so much to say, they didn't say it when they were alive, and it was even more impossible when they died.

But no matter how he asked, Nangong Ling just smiled and didn't answer, and when he asked in a hurry, he was concerned, Ruan Yanluo had to guess by himself, maybe Nangong Ling moved the bones of his mother into the imperial mausoleum and buried them with the emperor, fulfilling his mother's wish, so he was so happy.

But even for this speculation, Nangong Ling still refused to give her a positive answer, only saying that it was nothing.

On this day, Ruan Yanluo was asleep at noon, and suddenly sat up and screamed.

"Princess, what's wrong?" Lan Yue had been guarding her on the side, and when she saw this, she hurriedly came over and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?" ”

"It's not!" Ruan Yanluo shook his head vigorously, pointed to his stomach and said, "Lan Yue, you come, come and listen!" ”

Lan Yue looked confused, but she still leaned over and listened to Ruan Yanluo's stomach.

But through the clothes, I can't really hear it, it doesn't seem like anything.

"Heartbeat!" Ruan Yanluo's smile was big, surprised and delighted: "There are two heartbeats, can you hear them?" ”

One is Ruan Yanluo's own, and the other is a child in the womb.

At more than three months, the child has matured and can hear the fetal heartbeat.

When Ruan Yanluo fell asleep just now, because it was very quiet, she could hear the heartbeat in her body, and when she heard two voices, she was stunned for a moment, until she recalled the medical books she had read boringly in her previous life, and she suddenly reacted.

This little thing in her stomach already has its own heartbeat, which shows that he is really a living life.

This experience, this wonderful feeling, is undoubtedly full of wonder for a first-time mother. Even a calm and calm person like Ruan Yanluo can't avoid it.

When Lan Yue heard this, she immediately became interested, and hurriedly said, "I'll listen to it again!" ”

Lying on Ruan Yanluo's stomach, he listened carefully.

She concentrated all her energy, and sure enough, she could gradually tell that in Ruan Yanluo's body, there were two heartbeats, one was slow and calm, and the other was like a lively pony, jumping fast and fast.

Throughout the afternoon, the people of Lingyan Pavilion were immersed in the joy of being able to hear the fetal heartbeat, and they listened to it one by one, and they didn't know what to do.

As soon as Nangong Ling came after finishing his business, he saw this joyful scene.

After listening to Lan Yue and the others explain the reason, Nangong Ling also opened his eyes in surprise, and turned his head to stare at Ruan Yanluo, with a little sadness in his eyes.

It was his child, the sound of his child's heartbeat, and he, the father, was preempted by a large group of people before he heard it.

Ruan Yanluo's guilt exploded when he stared at him, as if he had done something very sorry for him.

smiled dryly and pointed to his stomach: "Ah Ling, do you want to come and listen?" ”

Nonsense, of course.

Nangong Ling waved his hand to drive everyone away, and with a little caution, he leaned on Ruan Yanluo's lower abdomen.

He is a martial artist, and his hearing is far better than that of ordinary people, so he naturally hears it at once.

Da Da Da, fast and even, all show that in this belly, it is a very healthy baby.

couldn't help but reach out and hug Ruan Yanluo, rubbing her and saying with satisfaction: "Xiaoyu, our child." ”

He has been lonely in this world for too long, and he is too much looking forward to such a small thing, which is connected to him by blood.

Ruan Yanluo also enjoyed this moment and nestled quietly in Nangong Ling's arms.

After hugging for a while, Nangong Ling pulled Ruan Yanluo away slightly, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, this king is going to hold an enthronement ceremony." ”