"I ......" Wu Rong said dumbly, bowed her head, had nothing to say, and was silent for a long time, only her sobbing sound, for a long time, for a long time...... "This is his ...... The only gift he gave me...... If I don't, I don't have the face to live in this world......"

Wan Yan Jiangshu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Now, it is the emperor I made." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A sentence of truth was revealed in front of her, she only felt hate, she hated herself for not having any ability to refute her child one more sentence!

Wan Yan Jiang closed his eyes, gently reached out and rubbed his temples, and raised his voice slightly: "Come on, give wine." ”

Wu Rong was stunned, but still couldn't impress her?

Seeing Haoyue coming in from outside the door with a glass of wine, she naturally knew what was going on.

"Drink it." Wan Yan Jiangshu raised his eyes and looked at the wine glass, and his voice was faint.

Wu Rong looked at the poisonous wine in the cup, and still sneered: "The emperor has changed, and he has become so thin and cold......

Haoyue said slightly: "Be bold, don't talk about the emperor!" ”

Wu Rong smirked: "Yes, the concubine knows her mistake." He got up, picked up the glass of wine, stroked his stomach with some distress, and tears overflowed his eyes again: "Lord, the concubine is sorry for you......" After saying that, he didn't hesitate, and drank it all neatly.

"You really have a lot of affection for him." Wan Yan smiled sparsely.

Wu Rong lowered his hand, threw away his wine glass, and said softly: "He doesn't love me, but he is very good to me and has never done anything to be sorry for me...... I know that he has been working hard to be a good husband, so I should also be a good wife, a good mother......" Wu Rong lowered his head, tears running down his cheeks and dripping on his hand caressing his abdomen.

Haven't you done anything to be sorry for her?

Wan Yan Jiangshu looked at her pitiful appearance with such a look, and suddenly clenched her fists, for the sake of freedom, abandoning her wife and children, isn't it enough to be sorry for her?! That's it......

Looking at her continuous sliding tears, Wan Yan Jiangshu finally couldn't bear it, frowned at her and said, "Don't cry!" Wanyan is not dead! ”

Hearing this, Wu Rong was stunned, looked at her woodenly, and the tears that had not yet been shed slipped down to her chin again, and her voice carried a little expectation: "What did you say?" ”

Wan Yan sighed lightly: "For the sake of his deep friendship with me...... I make an exception to tell you that he is not dead. ”

Wu Rong looked at her in disbelief: "Is it true?" After Yan Cangqiong's death, the soldiers did not bring back his body, and said that he was buried in the corpse, but when she heard her say this, could it ......

"You don't joke." Wan Yan Jiangshu spoke firmly.

Wu Rong frowned, and then looked at the wine glass on the ground, he had just drunk poisonous wine, and Wanyan Cangqiong was not dead!

Suddenly glared at her fiercely: "Finish Yan Jiangshu!" Hello poisonous heart! ”

"Smack!" Haoyue stepped forward and immediately slapped her: "Bold!" The emperor's name is what you can call casually! ”

Wu Rong smiled coldly, he was dying, did he still care about this little flesh injury? After seeing that Yan Jiangshu was silent, Wu Rong Xu resigned himself to his fate, reluctantly stroked his stomach, and kept crying: "Then where is he?" Why not come back? ”

"I don't know where he is......" Wan Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Why don't you come back...... You can ask him personally. ”

"You...... What does it mean......" Wu Rong only felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and his eyes were dark, but he was extremely eager to hear what she said and ask him in person? What the hell does that mean!

Say...... Say......

Seeing her open and closed her lips in front of her, but she couldn't hear any words clearly, and her breathing was slowly stopping, her head was dizzy, and she didn't feel anything, Haoyue immediately supported her.

Wan Yan Jiang sighed shallowly.

Haoyue raised her eyebrows slightly: "Your Majesty, how do you place her?" ”

"Naturally, the farther away the better, the farther away the better." Wan Yan frowned and lowered his voice slightly, "Remember, don't let the prime minister know." ”

"Yes."

Looking at her bulging belly, if it weren't for the fact that she had repeatedly explained it in the sky...... Wan Yan Jiangshu smiled helplessly: "I really don't know what to do." ”

In the evening, Wu Rong had been sent out of the imperial capital.

Nighthouse Pharmacy.

Ember exhaled softly, put down the pen, looked at the prescription that had been written, and smiled shallowly, this jade vitex peach finally let him solve it.

"Knock knock!" There was an urgent knock on the door, and Nightember frowned slightly: "Come in." ”

The door creaked open and brightened up some of the dark colors in the room, Jing Ping looked at him who was a little haggard in front of the bookcase, but he was in a good mood, and frowned slightly: "My lord, the emperor has summoned you." ”

"yes, okay."

"Adult ......"

Night Ember raised his eyes, and when he saw that he was about to speak and stopped with a sad face, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong?" ”

"The emperor has executed Wu Rong."

Nightash was stunned: "When?" ”

"It's a call just given, and the specific time has not been clarified."

Hearing this, Night Ember gently hooked the corners of her lips, and she finally made a good decision: "Have you seen the corpse?" ”

Jing Ping shook his head: "Only a notice was issued, and the corpse was not seen." ”

Ember frowned, got up, and walked out.

"Your Excellency wants to enter the palace?" Jingping walked out with him.

"Hmm."

After two quarters of an hour of silence, the door creaked open again, and a dark cloak flashed into the room, adding a touch of chill to the gloomy evening.

In the corner of the table, the sleeping fan stuck out his tongue in displeasure, and the man with a gloomy face picked up the prescription on the table and slowly hooked the corners of his lips.

Yonghe Palace.

Ember walked in, raised her eyes, and finished reading the folds in front of the bookcase, she seems to have been getting more and more diligent recently, wouldn't the previous twists and turns give him a purpose first?

"Your Majesty, have you executed Wu Rong?" Raising his eyebrows slightly, he sat beside her, looked at the folds she had already reviewed, and did not make any more suggestions.

"Hmm." Wanyan Jiangshu put down the fold in his hand, reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, looked at him sideways, and gently hooked his lips, "How?" ”

"Hmm." Ember nodded in satisfaction, then raised her eyebrows slightly, "What about the corpses?" ”

Wan Yan Jiangshu narrowed his eyes slightly: "I was taken to the woods at noon and burned." ”

Ember paused with some confusion: "It's dealt with so quickly?" ”

"Questions?" Wan Yan raised his eyebrows.

Night Ember sighed shallowly: "Your Majesty, have you been doing things faster lately......

"Can't you?"

"No, it's just that the minister is not very adaptable." Ember smiled lightly, although it would be wrong to do something fast, but she was finally a little decisive.

Wan Yan smiled lightly, slowly approached him, closed his eyes, kissed his lips, and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Ember was stunned for a moment, then slowly closed her eyes.

Kissing gently, there is no urgency or greed in the past, the expression is so calm, and I don't know if I am really tired.

After a kiss, Ember opened her eyes, gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and smiled faintly.

Wan Yan Jiang hooked her lips: "Have you adapted to it?" ”

"Hmm." Ember responds softly. (To be continued.) )