(Girls' Literature)

"Father. Queen mother. You're eavesdropping. Feng Xiye and Xiao Mo'er, who were originally hugging sweetly, were more excited just now. No movement was heard. That's when I heard it. Walked to the door and said to the outside. Feng Xiye, the laughter of his father and queen mother, could naturally be heard. So Empress Jing and Feng Zhiling had no choice but to open the door. With a smile on his face. But it's a little suffocating. Shoulders shook. made Xiao Mo'er and Feng Xiye very ashamed. But he wants to save face.

"Father. Queen mother. You, as kings and mothers of a nation, have eavesdropped on us. Hum. "Feng Xiye is rarely childish in front of Feng Zhiling and Queen Jing. Feng Xiye is very precocious. From the age of ten, there are adults who have grown old. Therefore, Feng Zhiling and Queen Jing haven't seen such a childish side of him for more than ten years. Now I see my son like this. must be in love with Xiao Moer. can not touch her for six years after marriage. to be able to respect her so much. Because she fell in love with herself. Girls' literature is updated for the first time so excited.

"Ahem. It was the father and the queen who were wrong. No eavesdropping in the future. Feng Zhiling was in a good mood to review it for his son. Feng Xiye nodded with satisfaction.

The son and daughter-in-law are all right. Feng Zhiling and Empress Jing couldn't keep them in lockdown. Released them from the room. In the evening, the family had dinner together in the Jingluan Temple. It's not harmonious. Now there is only one baby missing from Xiao Mo'er. It will be the most complete then.

It's getting dark. Feng Xiye and Xiao Mo'er both returned to the Prince's Mansion. The two men held hands. It's not intimate. Yan Qingqing was furious when he heard this. I heard that both of them were smiling. Doesn't the childlessness have any effect on them? The emperor did not ask for the guilt. How can it be. Yan Qingqing angrily swept the gap between the tables to the ground at once. Suddenly shattered to the ground. Just as the little prince ran in. A piece of a teacup jumps from the ground.。。 Fade into the left eye of the dead child.

"Wow. Mother. The mother is in pain. It hurts. She cried out in pain. Cover your eyes with your hands. Blood dripped from his hands.

"Ahh Mourning. Yan Qingqing screamed and pounced on Yan'er: "Someone." Come on, people. Go and call the doctor. Go and call the Imperial Doctor. Let's go. ”

Iniquity. Yan Qingqing didn't expect that he just dropped a teapot. The fragments gradually entered his son's eyes. Exactly why why. It hurts to see my son crying in his arms. Yan Qingqing is being vicious. It's also very pampered. The dead child is the flesh that fell from her body. How can you not be pampered.

Soon the Imperial Doctor came. Then came Feng Xiye and Xiao Mo'er in a hurry. Feng Xiye instructed everyone not to be polite. It's important to show the little prince his eyes. The imperial doctor trembled and pulled away the hand of the dead child. Yan'er suddenly screamed. It is not a pain that a child can bear. I saw a fragment the size of an eyeball piercing the eyeball. There was blood everywhere. Xiao Mo'er couldn't bear to look at it. Turn your head to the side. Feng Xiye stepped forward. Pick up the dead child in your arms. Comforting softly: "Good girl." Mourning is a man. To be a man is to be brave. Let's put up with it. Just let the Imperial Doctor take out the fragments and apply the medicine. Good no good. ”

"Woo. Father. It hurts. It hurts. The dead screamed in pain. Snuggled in Feng Xiye's arms. Now maybe you can only find warmth in your father's arms.

And Yan Qingqing stood on the side. I cried all the time. She hated herself so much now. Why do you want to drop the tea set on that table? She now wished it was herself who was hurt. It was he who was stabbed in the eye. She didn't want her son to suffer so much.

。 The other hand took the two small hands of Yan'er. Don't let him move. The imperial physician treated the wounds of the deceased. Addicted to anesthetics. Ready to pull out the teacup fragment from her eye. It's just that..... I'm afraid that this eye of the dead child is useless. Although the anesthetic was used. But at this time, the anesthetic is applied externally. Move slightly. She could still feel the pain. Heart-rending crying. Yan Qingqing also cried and asked the imperial doctor to lighten up. Xiao Mo'er couldn't stand it. Walk over and tell the story to the dead. Girls' literature is updated as soon as possible to distract him.

"Good girl. Mother will tell you a story. The name of the story is Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs....." Mo'er said softly. A child is a child. Since the pain was not as intense as it had just been. Xiao Moer's story is very fascinating. Gradually, it calmed down. Feng Xiye gave the imperial doctor a color. The Imperial Physician acted quickly.

。 The debris was pulled out. Drugged. He also gave the dead child a pill to relieve pain and shock. The dead fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Xiye personally carried Yan'er back to his small room. Cover him with a quilt. A deep sigh. Out of the room.

Yan Qingqing was still crying. She really didn't know what to do. One of the eyes of the dead child is useless. She did all the harm. She did it.

Feng Xiye walked back to Yan Qingqing's house. Sit down with a gloomy face. Mo'er stood next to him. He slapped the table next to him in annoyance. Suddenly, the table shattered. Collapsed to the ground. "What the hell is going on. ”

Feng Xiye's anger made Yan Qingqing stop crying. "Poof" knelt on the ground. "His Royal Highness the Prince. Please give Qingqing a death. It's Qingqing's fault. Kiyoshi dropped the teacup. She is only ..... Whining. ”

"Hmph. You do deserve to die. Feng Xiye was ruthless at all. For Yan Qingqing, he really couldn't bear it anymore. Now even the dead are injured. Although she didn't mean to. But..... Don't do what she thinks. Feng Xiye roared, "Someone." Pressed Yan into a cell. Tomorrow at noon. ”

Yan Qingqing's kneeling body suddenly fell to the ground. Although she is her son. But he is also a descendant of the royal family. If she hurts the victim, it's a dead end. And this power of life and death is in the hands of Feng Xiye.

"Wait. "I didn't expect that. Xiao Mo'er opened her mouth. "The dead child is injured. The one who hurts the most is my sister. Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you can't do that. My sister didn't want her to be hurt. Maybe you feel angry. The Dead Son is your son. But your heartache must not be as good as your sister. The dead child is the meat that fell from her sister's body. The one who cherishes him the most is his sister. My sister is guilty. But if you kill your sister right here. Who will take care of the dead in the future. You may say that any concubine will take good care of the child. But that's different. Dead children need their biological mothers. How old is Di'er? Remembering his birth mother. If he grows up. How would it feel to think that his biological mother was executed by the order of his father? Parents are also parents of children when they are not right. occupies an indelible place in the hearts of children. Presumably, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't want to let Yin'er's childhood have a shadow. ”