"Nangong Jin!" Haya finally couldn't help it and screamed.

Nangong Jin didn't want to listen to Haya anymore, from beginning to end, he didn't think about killing Haya anymore, and was even willing to let Haya share this infinite country with him.

But how did Haya do it?

There is no mercy for killing.

He asked himself that he had received imperial education since he was a child, and he did not have such ruthlessness.

It is said that the most poisonous woman's heart, Haya just confirms this sentence.

Nangong Jin turned around and walked out, and said in a cold voice: "Change the place for Queen Haya and let her people accompany her." ”

The people in Nangong Jin's mouth are by no means these people in Haya Palace, but the head on the ground.

"Nangong Jin!" Haya shouted again: "We are husband and wife, even if you don't care about me, you don't care about your children!" ”

The pain in her abdomen was like a stir, and Haya pressed her stomach hard.

Nangong Jin paused, and when he turned around, there was no trace of love in his eyes, he stared at Haya, it was cold from the inside out, and he asked Haya: "This child is born, how will you teach him?" Let him kill his father and reclaim the throne of Xiliang? ”

Haya was speechless all of a sudden, this child, born to be the most orthodox heir to the throne in Xiliang, how should she teach him? To whom should she entrust him?

As long as this child is here, it is impossible for Nangong Jin to sit in the position of Emperor Xiliang justifiably.

She seemed to have just discovered that their children, from the very beginning, were enemies with Nangong Jin.

Nangong Jin's people had already come to Lahaya, and in Haya's dormitory, there was a utility room, which was used to temporarily detain those disobedient palace maids, and Haya was pulled all the way over there.

The little palace maid beside Haya couldn't bear to see Haya like this, so she cried and rushed over: "Husband Wang, you can't treat the queen like this, the queen likes you, she really likes you!" ”

"Let it go!" Nangong Jin said coldly, without a trace of warmth in her eyes.

The little palace maid hugged Nangong Jin's leg in a dead row: "If you have to lock up the queen, let me accompany the queen, please, the queen is still pregnant, he can't be left without someone to take care of him!" ”

Haya was dragged by someone, and there were already faint traces of blood on the ground, and the little palace maid cried desperately: "Queen, queen...... Husband, the queen is bleeding, you save the queen, you save her......"

The blood trail stretched behind Haya and looked shocking, Nangong Jin watched, but finally closed his eyes and turned his head indifferently.

If they have reached the point of life and death, if Haya can already issue a kill order, what else can he do but do what Haya wants?

"Child, my child." The pain in his stomach finally made him unbearable, and Haya looked at the bloody eyes full of panic.

This is her child, the child of her and Nangong Jin, even though she had to make such an order for the sake of Xiliang, but she never thought about not wanting this child, never thought about it.

"Go find Ruan Yanluo, hurry up, go find Ruan Yanluo!" Haya hissed and roared.

She remembered the conversation she had with Ruan Yanluo in the garden, and those conversations were certainly to paralyze Ruan Yanluo, but they were not sincere.

Seven lives and eight don't live, her child is seven months, if the little doctor next to Ruan Yanluo comes in time, it is very likely to come down.

"Leave me alone, go find Ruan Yanluo!" She didn't dare to count on Nangong Jin, but Ruan Yanluo, Ruan Yanluo would definitely be able to save this child's life.

People always have to be desperate to remember the good of another person.

When Haya used those words to paralyze Ruan Yanluo and deceive Nangong Jin's ears and eyes, she never trusted Ruan Yanluo at all, but at this time, she was shocked that there was only one person in this world who could save her child's life.

"Stop her." Nangong Jin said indifferently, he didn't want Ruan Yanluo to get involved in this matter.

This is his housework, such an embarrassing appearance, he doesn't want other people to see it, especially that person is Ruan Yanluo.

The little palace maid was thrown to Haya's side, and she cried and crawled towards Haya: "Queen...... Queen, how are you...... Please, Princess, save the Queen......"

The mournful screams were floating in the small courtyard, but Nangong Jin didn't say a word, the people he brought were all his own people, everyone was watching Nangong Jin's attitude, and they didn't dare to really drag Haya hard, after all, Haya was carrying Nangong Jin's child in her belly.

But Nangong Jin didn't say anything, just looked at those people with his eyes, and said fiercely: "Didn't you all eat?" ”

This is already the most distinctive attitude, those few people didn't dare to slack off, gritted their teeth, and dragged Haya and the little palace maid into the utility room, and then closed the door.

With a click, a big lock fell outside the door, isolating Haya and Nangong Jin in two worlds.

"It hurts, my stomach hurts......" Haya clutched the clothes on her stomach, and her whole body shrunk into a ball from the pain.

The lower body was damp and hot, and there was liquid flowing out continuously, Haya panicked, she was really panicked, she knew what was flowing out there, her child, was she really going to leave her again?

My heart couldn't help but hurt.

Did she do it wrong? Is it really wrong? What's wrong with her? Shouldn't he have begged Nangong Jin in the first place?

But no, there was obviously a very good time between them, Nangong Jin's gentleness at that time was not fake, and their tacit understanding at that time was not fake.

"Ah Jin......" Haya hissed, crawled to the door, and slapped the door hard: "Ah Jin, save me, save this child......"

"Queen......" The cry of the little palace maid came miserably.

"I want Ah Jin ......" Haya cried: "Ah Jin won't want this child, I want Ah Jin ......"

"Ah Jin, you save this child, he is your child......"

A voice, so desperate, so desolate.

The people in the courtyard have left, this is the household matter of the queen and the princess, no one dares to listen, and no one dares to witness this moment, what is happening in this courtyard.

Only Nangong Jin, wearing an almost inky brocade robe, stood in the courtyard with her body straight.

Three paces in front of him was the door that separated him from Haya's utility room, and he stepped forward, reached out, and felt the lock on it.

With a single effort, he could break the lock and get Haya out.

But what about after being rescued? What should they do? He continues to be a prince who has no real power and can only work hard, working hard for Xiliang, and then waiting for this child to grow up, or doesn't need him to grow up at all, as long as Haya feels that he is still a threat to Xiliang, and then one day, will today's scene be repeated again?

At that time, will he still have the luck to win the fight again?

A word to readers:

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