I saw that the man looked at the woman on the ground who looked like a dead woman faintly, and there was not even a trace of expression on his face, just when his eyes stopped at her already flat lower abdomen, the light in his eyes flashed, but it was only for a breath.

The man's face was resolute, very handsome, and he had the dignity and domineering that an emperor should have, and he turned around. Sitting on the chair on the side, he took the tea made by Concubine Dong, and there was obviously a half-dead woman lying on the ground, and he was still indifferent.

"You told her?" He asked lightly, without much expression, but the meaning of his words was to make Concubine Dong fight a cold war, and they all said that the companion is like a tiger, and their thoughts as the emperor are really hard to guess.

Concubine Dong was also a smart person, and she walked over and leaned against the emperor's side. A pair of white and tender little hands also stretched out, "Your Majesty," she said sweetly, "Niangniang said that she wants to die, no matter how she says, doing such a thing is also against the original intention of the concubine, the concubine owes her, she told her, let her die......" Speaking of this, he sighed, "Also be a ghost, if the emperor wants to be punished, the concubine is willing to accept the punishment." ”

Yu Fengyang, who is also the young son of heaven, gently plucked the tea leaves in the cup with the tea lid in his hand, and then took a sip.

"Tell her and tell her, just in time to send her to her father and brother."

There is no trace of affection in this, and it is even cold-blooded and ruthless, even if it is a kitten and puppy raised by his side, at least there will be a trace of feeling, not to mention that this is a person, a woman who has shared a bed with him for many years and has her heirs.

"Your Majesty......" Concubine Dong's eyelashes raised, and then said carefully: "Why doesn't the emperor keep her for a few days, at least wait for her to give birth to the prince in her belly, how can this prince be the emperor's own flesh and blood?" ”

Yu Fengyang sneered, and slammed the cup on the table, and suddenly the water in the cup also spilled out, wetting the already clean table.

"I'm still young, why don't I worry that there will be no emperor, do I want to have another Mu family to destroy my country?"

He looked at the half-dead woman on the ground coldly, "Just like this, if it weren't for appeasing the people of the Mu family, how could I treat her like this, and let her conceive my emperor, even if this child is born, I don't know what Lu Dao looks like, don't do it." ”

This word kept piercing Mu Youwu's mind that was about to disappear, but she didn't faint or die when she was born, only the sound of their conversation came into her mind clearly.

That sentence, that sentence that Concubine Dong said in his ear, echoed in her heart from time to time, clear, but also stinging.

She said, Mu Youwu, you can't think of it, your brothers, but they were all deliberately sent to the battlefield by our emperor, and they died, they died miserably, all of them were dead and dead, you said that there were no Mu family's people, what are you.

Suddenly, Mu Youwu felt a sharp pain in her stomach, but she couldn't move, couldn't make a sound, only tears kept falling down, which were mixed with her blood, I don't know if this was blood or tears, maybe this was blood and tears.

She knew that her children were gone, and there was nothing left.

She struggled to open her eyes, looking at this gorgeous palace with hatred, as well as the men and women who were still in love with her in front of her, Concubine Dong poured a cup of sprinkling for Yu Fengyang, the corners of Yu Fengyang's good-looking lips were lightly raised, he stretched out his finger and hugged Concubine Dong in his arms, "Concubine Ai, I really like you," he said, he stroked Concubine Dong's soft cheeks, Concubine Dong fell on his lap obediently, and her plump chest also rubbed his chest from time to time, Yu Fengyang was naturally not a depressed person, and he hugged Concubine Dong, and he had already walked towards the queen's bed.

Concubine Dong turned her head, and the smile on the corner of her lips was cold.

From time to time, there was the sound of love between men and women, and the love in the room was strong, and Mu Youwu lay on the ground like this, and the blood continued to flow out along her body, as if she was going to drain her life in this life, her breath.