Yuwen Yong was also in pain, even so, Wan Yao's body was like a magic force to attract him, unable to extricate himself, he grabbed Wan Yao's wrist and fixed it on his head, his heart seemed to be blocked by something, he couldn't stretch it, he could only vent in this way, his domineering possession, announcing to others that this was his thing, and no one was allowed to touch it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wanyao was unconscious in pain, lying on the bed like a dead man, her nails were deeply clasped in her palms, and tears were raining down.

Shen Geran roared like a beast in a flood, "Yuwen Yong, what qualifications do you have to love Wanyao, how can you give him happiness?" Did you really believe her? You don't want to give anything, so why should you force her to stay by your side? ”

Wan Yao opened her empty eyes, her voice seemed to be as calm as before death, and she whispered: "Shen Geran, please close your eyes, please......"

Shen Geran had this strong feeling for the first time, he was wrong, he should never have sent Wanyao into the palace and gave it to others, obviously he was the first to meet her, he believed that Wanyao would fall in love with him, he would, but why did he think that Yuwen Yong would also fall in love with her? So regardless of his greed, he sent Wanyao in step by step, during which he had so many opportunities to take her away and fly away, but now, he could only watch her being bullied and ruined, Shen Geran hated to cut himself a few times, what did he do to Wanyao?

Shen Geran cried, even if he was once trampled underfoot, his life was like a mustard, he never cried, his eyes were closed, and his heart was as dead as ashes......

It wasn't until Wanyao fainted that Yuwenyong stopped, he got out of bed unsatisfied, picked up his clothes and put them on one by one, turned around and glanced at Wanyao.

I saw that Wanyao's hair was messy and her face was pale, his heart fluttered, and he stepped forward to probe Wanyao's snort, very little, Wanyao's body slowly became colder and colder, and her body gradually stiffened, Yuwen Yong was suddenly scared, he tried to wake up Wanyao, but Wanyao seemed to be angry, she refused to wake up, and there was a pool of blood left under her body, Yuwen Yong picked up Wanyao like crazy, and used his body to warm her, he yelled madly, shouting "What about the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor, go and pass the imperial doctor......

Li'er and Moyi were woken up by the noise outside, and both went out of the house, seeing Wanyao's room brightly lit, they panicked, and hurriedly rushed over, only to see that the door was wide open, the cold wind was blowing, the candle lamp was blown by the wind, and the candle tears on the candlestick accumulated a thick layer, and there were two guards lying on the ground who were pierced through the heart by a sword, blood flowed all over the ground, and Shen Geran with scarlet eyes like a beast standing on the side.

Li'er was so calm, she glanced at Shen Ge and then hurriedly stepped forward.

Yuwen Yong hugged Wanyao tightly in his arms, sitting there like a squatting stone statue, and Wanyao's face was even more pale and lifeless.

Li'er was startled at the moment, and hurriedly stepped forward, she pulled Wanyao's hand, and tentatively called Sister A few times, but Wanyao still closed her eyes tightly, lifeless.

The floating life came quickly, and there was still sweat on his forehead, his cheeks were red, and his qi was unstable.

As soon as her hand reached into the vein, her eyes widened in surprise, she stabilized her mind, and took a closer look, then she stood up with a serious face, Yu Wenyong hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is Mrs. Wan?" Does it matter? ”

Fusheng looked directly at Yu Wenyong, with condemnation in his eyes, "Mrs. Wan is pregnant, her body is already empty, it is not easy to conceive a child again, the slave maid used two Tianshan Snow Lotus to recuperate for her, how can the emperor not cherish her so much?" Do you want her to die here? ”

Yu Wenyong was stunned, his mouth was closed, and he couldn't speak.

Fu was angry, and said directly: "The emperor should go out, the slave and maid are going to give Mrs. Wan an injection, whether the child can be kept or not, it all depends on the creation, if Mrs. Wan has a miscarriage again this time, with her body, I am afraid that it will be difficult to conceive a child in the future." ”

Li'er stood aside and cried silently, but she didn't forget to make a gesture of please, Yu Wenyong glanced at the lifeless Wanyao on the bed, turned around and walked out of the room.

Shen Geran was long gone.

Yu Wenyong stood outside the door all night, watching Li'er and Mo Yi busy but unable to do anything, he punched the camphor tree trunk in the courtyard with an angry punch, and the flesh and blood on the back of his hand were blurred.

It wasn't until the sky was white and the morning sun broke through the clouds and showed a smiling face, that Fusheng came out of the house, she looked tired and sweaty, and the broken hair on her forehead was wet and sticky to her face with sweat. She weakly descended the steps, and before she could walk in front of Yuwen Yong, Yu Wenyong greeted her and asked anxiously, "How is Wanyao?" Did the child survive? ”

Fusheng raised her eyes and looked at Yu Wenyong, the meaning of her eyes was unclear, she really wanted to lie to him that the child was gone, Mrs. Wan was dead, let him regret it for the rest of his life, but he still said rationally: "Mrs. Wan is very weak, and she can no longer withstand the emperor's toss that does not care about her life, the child is temporarily saved, and what will happen in the future needs to be observed at all times." ”

Yuwen Yong sighed at this time, his tense body finally relaxed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his leg to walk towards Wan Yao's house, but was stopped by Fusheng, "The emperor still doesn't want to go, let Mrs. Wan rest, the slave is afraid that if she wakes up, seeing that the emperor is emotional, the situation will be worse, there are slaves and maids, please rest assured." ”

Yu Wenyong paused, turned around and looked back at Fusheng, and finally left indifferently, he walked with a faltering step, like an old man who was over the age of six, his back was slightly rickety, and his steps were as heavy as a daughter, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden.

In the early morning of the same day, Yu Wenyong ordered that the plum blossoms should be regarded as forbidden flowers, and the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty would cut down all the plum blossom trees, leaving no one, he hated the fragrance of plum blossoms very much, and if there was a violator, he would not be forgiven.

There are many discussions in the court, and even more directly raise objections, the plum tree blooms in winter, and grows tenaciously in the cold winter, and the bewitching and glamorous dripping of the opening is a symbol of strength and unyielding, which can not only be used as medicine, but also can be used as food, and it is a kind of loss to ruin.

Yu Wenyong was furious, and the case was shocked, and he rewarded the suitor with twenty boards, and the bachelor who beat him almost died, and no one dared to mention it......

When Wanyao woke up, she saw Fusheng lying on the side of her bed asleep, she collapsed and struggled to get up, wanting to get out of bed and drink some water, but she didn't want to wake up Fusheng gently.

Fusheng rubbed her eyes, sleepy-eyed, she grinned, a pair of pear blossom nests are very good-looking.

Fusheng said softly: "Mrs. Wan is hungry? The slave and maid asked you to get you something to eat. ”

Wan Yao leaned forward and grabbed Fusheng, smiled palely, half of her face was red and swollen, and she spoke with a slight pain, "I'm not hungry, I'm just a little thirsty." ”

Fusheng nodded, hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea for Wanyao, and blew the foam on it for her before handing it to her, "Be careful of scalding." ”

Wan Yao sighed, leaned out, looked around, and said anxiously:

"What about Shen Geran? What happened to Yu Wenyong to him? (To be continued.) )