"Kid? My kids are gone......"

The woman looked at the bruised little man in Ruan Xian's arms in a daze, and muttered to herself as if she was stupid, "My child is gone, the child is gone, I killed him...... It's useless for me, I'm going to accompany him, I'm going to accompany him......"

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His face was crazy and his expression was distorted.

Fortunately, Ruan Xian reacted quickly, holding the baby in one hand and slamming the dagger off with the other. The woman was extremely weak after giving birth, and the dagger was knocked to the ground effortlessly, and the woman cried frantically, "Why do you stop me, let me die, let me die-"

Ruan Xian's brain was buzzing, she ignored her, staring at the baby in her arms, unable to believe this cruel result.

Her brain was racing, and her face was blue and blue, which was a sign of hypoxia, and the child must have been holding it in the womb for too long because of lack of oxygen. What about hypoxia? This is ancient times, there is no oxygen infusion and no nursery, she thinks wildly, ignoring the crazy crying of the woman beside her.

Suddenly, she slammed the baby flat on the ground, wiped the amniotic fluid off the baby's face with a clean underwear and soft cloth, and reached out to break the small opening. Take a deep breath and head down and suck hard into that mouth.

Quickly spitting out the amniotic fluid from her mouth, she lowered her head again and began to give artificial respiration to the baby.

It lasted about a dozen times, and suddenly, the baby's small body shook violently, and the small chest seemed to finally begin to rise and fall. It was very small, almost imperceptible, because Ruan Xian watched intently and did not miss it.

She hung her whole heart in the air, picked up the little baby, and slapped her tiny ass twice.

At first, there was no sound.

She gritted her teeth and slapped hard.

"Wow......"

A cry as faint as that of an animal suddenly sounded in this dim and secluded room.

It's like a heavenly sound.

It's more like a redemption.

Ruan Xian's whole body was soaked, as if she was falling into water, she gritted her teeth and quickly wrapped the little baby tightly with a cloth, and gently placed her next to the stunned woman.

The whole person seemed to collapse and sat on the ground with a slam of his ass.

"You, are you an immortal?"

The woman's weak and awe-inspiring low sounded, and Ruan Xian realized that the woman's face was like gold paper, and she was already out of breath and out of breath and out of breath.

The heavy smell of blood permeated this room, Ruan Xian's sense of smell had become numb, and the thick blood on the ground made her eyeballs hurt. Her heart suddenly soured, "I'm not an immortal, I'm just an ordinary person." Don't talk, tell me if you need help, and I'll help you......"

The woman shook her head weakly, "I know I'm going to die......"

She reached out and gently stroked the child's little face, with tears in her eyes, and Ruan Xian noticed that her fingers were very slender and fair, very beautiful. And her appearance is extremely beautiful, dignified and delicate, even if she is covered with dirt and sweat, she can't hide the beauty of a woman.

"Is he a boy or a girl?" The woman retracted her gaze and said suddenly.

"It's a girl." Ruan Xian said.

The woman closed her eyes, her pale lips trembling slightly, half ringing, revealing a complex expression that seemed to cry and laugh.

"Providence...... Providence ......"

She muttered to herself, her eyes fell on Ruan Xian's face again, and she grabbed her hand suddenly, her eyes were full of begging, "Girl, this child's life is miserable, her father is no longer there, I will go down to accompany him soon, leaving her alone in this world, this poor child." Girl, this palace is full of jackals, I beg you, I beg you to protect her...... I don't want to be rich or glorious, I just want her to grow up safely......"

"No, this is the palace, I ...... myself"

"No, listen to me!" Ruan Xian shook her head without thinking about it, but was violently interrupted by the woman, and her weak eyes suddenly revealed a sense of deterrence, she lowered her voice, "There is a secret passage hidden under the bed in the bedroom of the main hall of the East Palace, which goes directly to the gate of Xudu City, three miles away, this is the only unknown hidden secret passage in the palace, if you are cornered for a day, that is your way out." ”

After saying this, the woman's voice became even weaker, as if she was overdrawing her vitality in an instant.

"No ......"

Ruan Xian clenched her teeth, using all her strength to control the shock in her heart, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of her eye.

The woman looked at this teardrop, and her eyes suddenly lit up, and she raised her voice slightly, "In my hometown of Hecheng, there is a Mother Earth Nunnery, the spring water in the nunnery is particularly sweet, and the wine brewed is particularly fragrant, when I was a child, A-Niang often took me to ......"

The woman spit out these words inexplicably, and Ruan Xian was confused when she heard it.

I saw that the woman touched the baby's delicate face again, looked at her extremely reluctantly, and said weakly, "Girl, great kindness, Gu Wanyu will repay ...... in the next life."

After speaking.

She slowly closed her eyes.

Ruan Xian's complexion changed suddenly, she quickly reached out and touched the woman's nose, and she couldn't breathe.

She sat on the filthy ground in a state of confusion, and the silence around her was terrifying.

He's dead!

Just dead?!

She looked at the little swaddling clothes beside the woman with a hollow head, and the little person in it was sleeping quietly, did she know that her mother had left this world forever just now?!

This poor child.

Ruan Xian felt a thousand pounds of weight on her shoulders for a while, and her heart was full of pity for that little person.

The heart was extremely tormented, and a cold and indifferent male voice appeared behind him.

"Do you know that if this kid is not alive, then you are a dead man now."

Ruan Xian was so frightened that she almost lost her soul, her body was more honest than her heart, and she quickly picked up the baby at a speed she couldn't even imagine, and turned her head suddenly.

A tall and straight shadow stood in the corner, the man was wearing a black brocade robe, luxurious and low-key, his facial features were hidden in the darkness and were not very clear, I don't know how long he had been looking.

"Who are you?"

Ruan Xian opened her mouth and found that her throat was dry and painful.

The man approached, and under the dim light and candle, a handsome and peerless, celestial-like face slowly appeared in front of Ruan Xian's eyes.

It was an extremely outstanding face, with long narrow eyebrows, deep eyes, thin lips under the bridge of his tall and straight nose, his skin was extremely white, and the dim candlelight seemed to stain the man with a halo, but it did not soften the inviolable indifference in him.

It is so beautiful that it cannot be blasphemed.

Ruan Xian looked at this person with some distraction, she had lived two lifetimes, and she couldn't imagine that a man could be so beautiful that people and gods were angry.

It's ancient, it's natural.

The man didn't answer her words, glanced indifferently at the swaddling clothes in her arms, and said lightly, "This child is destined for you, and you will be responsible for taking care of her in the future." ”

"How can this be?" Ruan Xian's face was guarded, "This is the palace, how can I, a little palace maid, take care of a child?" ”

Destined?

No matter how stupid Ruan Xian was, she understood that she was involved in some kind of hidden incident.

The man's gaze finally fell on her face, and there was no fluctuation in that gaze, as if he was looking at a small ant.

"From the moment you stepped into this Heavy Moon Palace, you have no choice, death, or obey my orders, which one do you choose?"

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