Sanger saw the smile on Zhou Xinmiao's face, and suddenly understood in his heart!

From beginning to end, he was led by Zhou Xinmiao's nose, what poisoning is going to die, what is going to see the old prince, this is all lying nonsense! She had calculated a good one, dug a pit, and waited for herself to jump in! I hate that I really fell for her plan, and I naively thought that she was poisoned, and she was about to die!

Would a dying person appear in front of him in such a timely manner and show such a triumphant smile?

"You're not poisoned?" Sanger hated and angry, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Zhou Xinmiao looked inside and asked with a smile: "What do you think?" ”

Sanger slowly stood up, "You are really calculating, the old prince obviously didn't kill me, it's you, it's you." She screamed miserably, and the person rushed towards Zhou Xinmiao.

Zhou Xinmiao had already prepared, how could she let her catch herself, she took two steps back, and the guards who had been waiting for a long time suddenly hugged her, cut Sanger's arms behind her back, and kicked her leg socket, she couldn't bear it, screamed in pain, and then knelt down all of a sudden.

Zhou Xinmiao said: "Gagged her mouth and escorted people to the big tent." ”

Someone took a rag that he found out of nowhere, and blocked Sanger's mouth three or two times, although she kept struggling, but unfortunately the other party was outnumbered, and the strength was several times greater than her, and she could only be caught with her hands tied and slaughtered.

Xiangmeng found a box out of nowhere, put the blood-stained scissors inside, and showed it to Zhou Xinmiao.

Zhou Xinmiao nodded, and Xiangmeng put away the box and withdrew.

Zhou Xinmiao walked inside.

King Qing'an's body gradually became cold, and Zhou Xinmiao didn't dare to look at it. I had to pretend to comfort Murong Che, and said softly: "Son, the prince has gone, you mourn." "She called Murong Che the prince at this time, which is not unintelligent.

Murong Che is only a shallow learner, although he was born in the name of a son, but unfortunately he can't write it. Martial arts are not enough. Even if King Qing'an strictly disciplines him, it is a pity that his qualifications are limited after all, and it is difficult to become an atmosphere! He has not had much character since he was a child. Playful and good-looking, it is difficult to make a difference in fame and fortune, which has become a heart disease of King Qing'an.

There was no way, he gave birth to such a son. No matter what, it's not the climate, it's your own blood and bones after all. It is precisely because of his son's invalidity that he is not angry. Only then did King Qing'an move the idea of finding him a powerful daughter-in-law. It doesn't matter if the background is poor, the appearance is average, the main thing is that the princess has to be a talented and strategic. can not only preside over the middle of the house, but also help him, an unsuccessful son, in his official career. That's the main thing.

It is for this reason that King Qing'an finally decided to make Zhou Xinmiao the princess. He didn't care about Zhou Xinmiao's background, nor did he care about her past, he just thought that if she could become his son's help, it would be better than anything else.

I'm afraid that King Qing'an never thought that he would die in Zhou Xinmiao's calculations in the end.

Murong Che's face was full of tears.

He was really scared.

lost the King of Qing'an, and he felt that he was no longer the prince of King Qing'an, who wanted the wind and the rain.

Zhou Xinmiao's "son of the world" almost hooked up all his sadness and fear.

Without King Qing'an, without his father who can almost call the wind and rain, what should he do? Whether it is in Dayong or Wana, whether his father is the king of Qing'an in Dayong, or the chief of Dadar, whether he is healthy or on the sickbed, as long as he is there, Murong Che feels at ease. So every time he has had enough of playing outside and wants to go home, the first thing he does is to come to see King Qing'an, even if he is only lying on the couch, his eyes are cloudy, and he can't speak, but he has to look at him, see that he is still alive and well, and he is at ease and confident.

But now, this person who gives himself confidence and can give himself strength is gone, how should he be?

Murong Che was like a child at this time, helpless, and the feeling of fear made him feel uneasy for the first time.

Zhou Xinmiao saw Murong Che's helplessness in her eyes, she secretly sneered, then took a step forward and said softly: "Lord Shizi, don't be afraid, you and me, the concubine will always be by your side." Zhou Xinmiao wrapped her hands around Murong Che's waist and buried her face in his chest.

She was actually very uncomfortable, and she couldn't remember how long it had been since the two of them had been so close, she didn't bother to do this, she didn't bother to please Murong Che, but at this moment, in order to put Sanger to death, in order to have more power, she had to do this!

Murong Che felt that he hadn't felt warmth for a long time.

Zhou Xinmiao is different from those women, she doesn't have those on her, she smells a little choking, she won't get tired of being in your arms, writhing like a water snake, she seems to be so quiet forever, bringing people a sense of peace of mind!

Why didn't he think it before?

Murong completely hugged Zhou Xinmiao, lowered his head and cried.

Zhou Xinmiao patiently comforted him, and said: "The prince's funeral must be prepared, he has been harsh for a long time, and he swears to the outside world, so as to leave his father a reputation for a good death!" "Being assassinated and dying is a horizontal death, and it is really not a good death.

Murong Che nodded, "I'll listen to you." ”

Zhou Xinmiao thought for a while, and then said, "That Sanger." ”

Murong Che said viciously: "Don't mention her to me, that vicious woman, I hate to kill her with one sword." ”

Zhou Xinmiao thought about it for a while, and then said, "Okay, okay, don't mention her." However, she couldn't just ignore her father's harm to the king, killing her with one knife was too cheap. Besides, if we want to kill Sanger, we have to give an explanation to those who are popular. ”

"What do you want to do?" Murong Che was a little curious, if this person couldn't be killed by 10,000, what else could he do?

Zhou Xinmiao rolled his eyes before he said: "The prince doesn't know, I recently found a new Dao aunt with superb Taoism by my side, this Dao aunt has profound magic power, and is especially proficient in the five elements of yin and yang. The concubine thought, instead of letting Sanger die like this, it is better to make some articles about her......"

Murong Che was the most impatient to listen to this, he couldn't figure it out at all, and he was even more unwilling to spend an hour, or even more time, listening to people talking about these things to him, making him seem like a fool.

"Oh, you don't have to reply to me about these things, just one point, then Sanger must not stay any longer, the more ugly she dies, the happier I am." Murong Che waved his hand impatiently, "Leave everything else to the princess!" ”

Zhou Xinmiao calculated that this was his reaction, and immediately said, "Okay, the concubine listens to the prince." ”

Murong Che nodded, he was sad and scared now, and his feelings were very unstable.

"The father's future affairs have also been handed over to the princess, thank you for your hard work."

"We are husband and wife, and when the prince told me this, he saw the outside. We are all children, and I will do my best to do my father's business. It's just that I'm not in Dayong at the moment, I'm just afraid that my father's aftermath will be handled according to the rules of the grassland. ”

Murong Che flashed, he remembered that the Wana people seemed to worship cremation, and after death, people would be burned to ashes, and then find a place near the mountain and water to bury them......

"Well, let's do it!" He was a little uncomfortable and whispered, "I'm tired." And he strode out of the tent of the king of Qing'an.

Zhou Xinmiao looked at his back and shook her head, she knew that this person, no matter what happened, was three points hot, just now he was obviously still sad about the loss of his father, but now he can't wait to escape immediately!

Zhou Xinmiao glanced at King Qing'an's corpse casually, and suddenly felt that it was cold in the tent, and she hurriedly walked out, as if she was afraid that she would be caught by something.

King Qing'an's death is going on in an orderly manner, and at the same time, the tragedy of Sanger has just begun.

No one would have imagined that Sanger would be pregnant.

Even she didn't expect it.

However, Zhou Xinmiao will not show mercy because of a child.

She ordered Sanger to be punched in the abdomen that night, and it wasn't done until she was bleeding from the bottom.

Sanger and Murong Che's children are gone, and Sanger himself has lost half his life.

Zhou Xinmiao looked at her eyes that couldn't pierce herself, and knew that she hated her now more than ever.

However, she didn't care, but walked up to Sanger with a smile and said: "Do you think that if you have a prince's child, you will be able to become a mother and a son, and the prince will be able to spare your life?" You are too naïve, let me tell you, although the prince wants to have a child, but you son of a, he will not want it anyway. After speaking, he couldn't help but laugh proudly again, and Zhou Xinmiao didn't look weak at all at this time, which made Sanger hate the root of his teeth.

Dadar's camp was in shambles.

Ji Wan'er took advantage of the chaos to find Qin Daixin and told her about it.

She said sadly: "The child is innocent, but she doesn't want to stay, just reward her with a bowl of fetal pills, why bother tossing people like this." ”

Qin Daixin understands Zhou Xinmiao, she thinks, Zhou Xinmiao is a character who must be repaid, she knows that Sanger poisoned her and wants to replace her, where will she show mercy to her subordinates?

Within a few days, King Gyeong'an's cremation ceremony was held, and the body was laid on a bed made of wood, drizzled with pine oil, and burned after the sorcerer had chanted a spell.

A generation of heroes turned into a pile of ashes in the blink of an eye.

Then someone came to collect the ashes of King Qing'an, pretended to be buried, and the long funeral procession trekked through mountains and rivers for two or three hours before the person was sent to the place.

A good scenery place halfway up the mountain, green mountains and green waters, has since become the resting place of King Qing'an.

After the funeral ceremony, Zhou Xinmiao asked people to erect a high platform that night, all of which were made of wood, and the dry firewood drenched with pine oil was piled up under the high platform, which looked more than the wood used to burn King Ying'an.

After nightfall, Sanger was pushed onto the high platform. (To be continued)

ps: The second update has been delivered, and the weak ask for a ticket!