232. V Who does the emperor think is the child in the womb?
"The emperor regrets it?" She covered her bulging abdomen with one hand, and deliberately raised her head high, straightening up. "Your Majesty, do you remember when the imperial doctor diagnosed the pregnancy of this concubine, you suspected whose child it was?"
Like a kind of confession before death, her smile is like layers of brilliant Manju Sawa blooming in the darkness.
Enchanting, charming, lonely and resolute.
Long Hui's back was already chilling to the bone, "Isn't this kid mine?" β
Watching Long Yu slowly lean closer to Aye Sorang, leaning against his chest and standing and laughing. His fists were clenched tightly, and that's what the most humiliating thing in the world is.
"The emperor guessed right!" Long Hui's light words were soft and weak, but they were like sharp swords that pierced straight into Long Hui's heart.
She turned her face and looked Ayesorang in the eye affectionately. "The emperor had thought that this child might be a concubine Aye, but did the emperor think about it...... Could this child be Ayesolang's? β
Long Yu always has such an ability.
It can say the cruelest words in the world in the most beautiful language, the softest temperature and tone.
She always knows when and what kind of words can be fatal to people!
Long Hui finally couldn't resist the surging of his body from the bottom to the top of his heart, and in an instant, the qi and blood surged to his throat, and the blood flowed backwards and gushed out.
The dragon feather who was standing in front of him suddenly had purple eyebrows and eyes oozing red, and even the blood-red clothes were soaked in crimson blood.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot that the emperor was also poisoned by flowers! I'm really sorry, the concubine forgot about jì. As she spoke, she took out a brocade handkerchief with one hand to block her snort, revealing a sneering look.
It's that disgust, that disgust look.
It stabbed Long Hui's heart alive.
Ayesoran helped her take a few steps back, "You better not come closer, he is already a dying man, you still have our child in your womb or don't be tainted with bad luck!" β
Long Chen stood aside, but behind him, Qinghe arrived with tears in his eyes.
A pair of hands hugged Long Hui tightly, but the angry eyes were slashing at the phoenix crown of the dragon feather.
"You're so ruthless!" She pointed at Long Yu's nose and scolded angrily, "Don't you know how kind the emperor is to you, even if you poisoned the queen mother, the emperor still kept you by his side." But why on earth would you do that? β
She knows everything, doesn't she?
Qinghe is the person who understands everything clearly in this coup d'Γ©tat, even more clearly than Aye Solang, who is the mastermind himself, and Long Chen, who is the sinner who betrayed the Liu Kingdom, isn't he?
But now she pointed to her nose and asked herself why.
Long Yu snorted coldly and smiled lightly.
"Oh, how ridiculous! Don't you really know anything? Pretending to be sisters with me, in fact, I have long known that I am the princess of Chu State, and it was also premeditated for you to come to Longhui's side, and I won't expose you because we are all the same kind of people. Why do you want me to say too much? β
At this moment, no one can mess with Long Yu, Qinghe? It's just that people like her who use the dragon to go back and regain some things are just different in purpose and through the same path.
But now Qinghe is much more pitiful than himself.
Qinghe stood behind Long Hui, locking his body as if he had been poked in a sore spot. "You ......"
She snorted her tongue, but she could not utter a word again.
"You'd better stay by Long Hui's side all the time, just like you are pretending to share the weal and woe with him now, with sincerity and sincerity." It's like an exhortation, it's like a commanding tone.
Qinghe just shrank tightly behind Long Hui, his eyes revealing a sharp fear. She never dared to face in the direction of Long Chen, as if Long Chen was a sinner at the moment, someone she had never seen before.
Aye Solang held the three-palm talisman in his hand, "This is General Yan's 100,000 troops, this is the 500,000 capital garrisons persuaded by King Luyang to surrender, and this is the military seal of the remnants of the Western Regions." β
He took a step forward and walked in front of Long Hui aggressively.
His eyes looked straight at his face, such a cold and resolute face, and the corners of his mouth were slowly snaking out of the blood like a small snake.
"Also, the biggest of your fatal wounds in my hands. Anti-Liu Fuchu, anti-Longhui, revert to the Chu Dynasty. "And the surname Chu, but there is only Chu Li.
It is Chu Li, as the princess of the previous dynasty.
As long as there is one day when she survives, Long Hui will never be able to sleep peacefully, even if he has been looking forward to her growth for more than ten years with the addition of yellow robes, he is getting stronger and stronger, and Liu Chao is becoming more and more prosperous. However, the fear and anxiety that accompanied him never diminished for a day, but increased with the fear and expectation in his heart.
The balance of contradictory horrors.
Qinghe trembled at this moment and slowly blocked in front of Long Hui. "If you want to kill, you have to scrape at me, don't hurt the emperor. I don't care who you are, what kind of hatred you have with the emperor, you are all coming at me. I beg you, leave the concubine! β
With a plop, Qinghe knelt straight in front of Long Yu.
Long Hui watched Qinghe kneel down in front of him, looking coldly at Long Yu's eyes.
It's still so unshakable, as if it's been blinded by hatred.
"Do you want to die for him? It's really so sincere, I don't know if the emperor saw that there is such an affectionate concubine by your side earlier? Long Yu sprinkled salt on his wounds, and he still had a coquettish tone.
With that disdain and disgust.
Long Hui leaned down, holding Qinghe's hand with one hand and her back with the other. "Do not kneel down to your enemies, get up!"
The vicissitudes of life have long been cold and windy, and he coughed heavily again and again.
The blood oozing from the corners of his mouth couldn't stop flowing out, as if there was no end to it.
Qinghe had to get up, half-kneeling and holding Long Hui's face in one hand, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. stained with the scarlet of his hand, he looked at Long Yu with a desperate expression.
"What more do you want, isn't that enough?" The woman looked at the blood of the dragon on both hands, tears burst out of her eyes, and the rouge smeared at the corners of her eyes had already been thick and could not be dissolved.
Melted away the wolf bèi with a full face.
Long Yu buried his face behind Aye Sorang's neck, "She's so ugly, I don't want to talk to her." β
At this moment, she is so pretentious.
Long Chen was bound, and Aye Sorang looked at him but waved one hand in the air. "Who tied up my founding hero? Who! β