A loud baby's cry could be heard from the heavily guarded room, but there was a hint of pity and sigh on the faces of the guards outside the room.

"Born, born! The princess gave birth to a little prince, go and tell the prince!"

Wen Po happily passed on the news, and the guards hurriedly informed King Qin of the news of the princess's birth.

"Miss, it's a little prince!" Lian'er was holding a pink baby in her arms, and the corners of her mouth couldn't hide a smile, "Miss, look, how much like you! These eyes, this mouth, are exactly the same!"

Mo Ziyu's face was very pale because of the birth, she looked at the little child, her eyebrows were full of kind maternal love, and she asked in a hoarse voice: "Can you inform the prince?"

"I have sent someone to report the good news, this is the first child of the prince, and the prince must be very happy in his heart!" Lian'er gritted her teeth, and there was a touch of contempt in her eyes, "Miss gave birth to a son, this is a child, I am afraid that the sluts in the West Courtyard hate it so much!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Beware of me tearing your mouth apart!" Mo Ziyu taught with a straight face, I don't know why my left eye began to beat violently, it should be a happy day, but I actually had some bad premonitions in my heart, and I always felt that something was going to happen.

Lian'er lowered her eyelashes aggrievedly, and pursed her lips to express the resentment in her heart.

Mrs. Furao of the Western Courtyard was exiled for her family ten years ago, and her female dependents were confiscated into slavery.

The old general thought that she was a colleague with the slut's father, and took a lot of effort to buy her into the general's mansion, although she was called a maidservant, but she enjoyed the same treatment as the young lady, and the young lady was like a sister to her.

It's just that I didn't expect that sincerity could not be exchanged for sincerity, and I don't know when, the slut hooked up with King Qin, and married into the Qin Palace, although she was only a concubine, but relying on the favor of the prince, she was like the hostess of the palace, and never put Miss in her eyes again.

The young lady has a big heart and doesn't care about the slut, but she just can't get used to the slut's ungrateful face.

After a while, I saw a man with a long body striding in, he snatched the child in Lian'er's arms with a calm face, and his voice was as cold as a knife: "Go out." ”

Lian'er looked at Mo Ziyu worriedly, wanting to say something and not disobey the prince, so she had to go out with a few maids who were waiting in the house.

A touch of strangeness floated in her heart, the prince's appearance didn't seem to be happy, could it be that the slut in the West Courtyard was making a stumbling block?

Seeing Liu Ling's figure, Mo Ziyu's heart was filled with warmth, whether he was ruthless or cared about his own flesh and blood.

However, this warmth was fleeting, and a cold rose in her heart, making her internal organs seem to be covered by a layer of cold frost, and fear made her whole body tremble slightly, and she did not see half a festive smile in Liu Ling's eyes, but a touch of bloodthirsty madness.

"Lord Wang......" Mo Ziyu shouted tentatively.

Liu Ling's eyes looked coldly at the weak woman on the bed, and his lips hooked into a cold and gloomy smile.

"Do you know why this king kept you and this evil obstacle alive?"

Mo Ziyu was so frightened that her face turned pale, her lips trembled, and she hurriedly asked, "Lord Wang, what do you mean by this?"

"Your mother is the Holy Maiden of Mulan, and only her bloodline can solve the poison of Southern Xinjiang. Liu Ling said as he said, a touch of guilt appeared in his eyes, "Half a year ago, in order to save this king, Fu Hui fell into the blood Gu of southern Xinjiang, and only the blood of this evil obstacle can solve the Gu poison, which is why this king kept your mother and son." ”

"Heart-tip blood, can you still have a life after taking the heart-tip blood?" Mo Ziyu's voice trembled, and his bloodshot eyes were full of pity, "The concubine has followed the divine doctor to taste herbs and study medicine for many years, and I have never heard of any heart-tip blood that can solve blood Gu, and the prince must not be bewitched by that slut!"

"Bastard! Fleur Bing is clear and jade, and kind-hearted, how can you slander this slut!, come on, bring the blade and utensils!" Liu Ling glared coldly at the woman on the bed, his eyes full of disgust.

"Lord Wang, don't!" Mo Ziyu shouted sharply, dragged his weak body up from the bed, knelt in front of Liu Ling, and pleaded bitterly, "Lord Wang, this is your own flesh and blood! Tiger poison does not eat children, you can return the child to me! As long as you return the child to me, I will depend on you for everything! I don't want anything, I don't want anything, I don't want anything!"

"Flesh and blood?" Liu Ling glanced at Mo Ziyu with disdain, and said mockingly, "Why are you embarrassed to say these three words? Ten months ago, Dao Qingguan, what unspeakable things happened between you and King Qi, do you want this king to tell you? You let this king suffer such a great shame, this king let you live for ten more months, you should already be grateful to Dade!"

"The concubine and King Qi are innocent, and the concubine dares to swear to the sky!" Mo Ziyu touched the tears on her face and sat down on the ground, never thinking that the man she had always wanted to entrust her to for life would suspect that she had a personal affair with others, and she would kill her own flesh and blood, "On that day, the concubine went to Daoqingguan to pray for the prince, but she never thought that King Qi was also there, and she met a robber in the evening, so she stayed overnight in Daoqingguan, and these princes all knew it! The concubine was in a different courtyard from King Qi, innocent, and had never exceeded half a point!"

"Shut up!" Liu Ling roared, "Don't quibble with clever tongues, this king feels very disgusted when he sees you now!"

As he spoke, he saw the guard handing the dagger to Liu Ling, holding a porcelain white vessel in his hand and half-kneeling on the ground.

"Don't! Don't!" Mo Zi hugged Liu Ling's leg and pleaded with tears in his eyes, "This is the flesh and blood of the prince, the flesh and blood of the prince, the prince can't kill his son with his own hands, he will be punished, he will be retributed!"

As if feeling his mother's despair, the child who didn't perceive the danger at all in his sleep cried loudly, and Mo Ziyu's heart was like a knife.

Liu Ling kicked at Mo Ziyu's chest, and said viciously: "Slut, you dare to curse this king! This king is tired of seeing you alive!"

He had enough strength to kick this kick, and Mo Ziyu was kicked far away.

She vomited a mouthful of blood, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that Liu Ling had inserted the dagger into the child's heart, and the bright red blood flowed into the white vessel.

The child's crying stopped abruptly.

It was as if the only sound in the world was the sound of blood flowing into the vessel.

"Ahh

Wake up!

After the guard finished receiving the blood, he bowed his head and retreated.

Liu Ling turned around with an expression on his face, threw the baby in his hand like a waste to Mo Ziyu, who was as desperate as a leaf in the wind, and then left without looking back.

"Child, my child!" Mo Ziyu howled and cried, holding the child who had lost his breath in his arms, "It's useless to be a mother, I can't protect you! It's useless me! My poor child, I haven't had time to hold you yet! My child, who will save my child!"

"Miss!" Lian'er heard the crying in the house when Liu Ling left, and rushed in quickly, her face turned pale, "Miss, what's going on? What's wrong with you, little boy? Miss, what's wrong with you, don't scare the slave!"

Following.

The weather was gloomy, and it seemed like a downpour was coming.

"Miss, we can't stay in this Qin Wangfu any longer!" Lian'er held the hand of Mo Ziyu, who had been in a coma, and said, "King Qin doesn't even let go of his own son, it's not as good as a beast, if Miss continues to stay, I'm afraid that my life will not be guaranteed! It's a pity that the old general and the young general are now at the border, otherwise how dare King Qin treat Miss like this?"

She frowned: "Slave maid think about it, slave maid go to find the county lord, the county lord and the young lady are friendly, she will definitely find a way to get the young lady! Although the outside is guarded by the people of the king of Qin, the slave and the maid will definitely find a way to save the young lady, and the young lady is waiting for Lian'er! The king of Qin was bewitched by the concubine, treated the princess harshly, and killed his son in a frenzied manner, this behavior that is inferior to the beast will definitely be spurned by the people of the world!"

After Lian'er finished speaking, she said a few more words to the maids brought from the general's mansion, and then left quickly.

After a while, I saw a few guards break in and drive all the maids out of the house.

A woman with a luxuriously dressed face and a graceful figure entered, her beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, a touch of pride and happiness overflowed, she glanced at the woman on the bed lightly, raised her eyebrows and said, "Wake her up." ”

Then, a bucket of cold water poured down on Mo Ziyu.

Mo Ziyu woke up tremblingly, and what caught her eye was Furui's smug smile.

Her eyes were full of hatred, and she threw herself at Fleur: "You slut, I won't let you go if you harm my son's life!"

Before she could get close to Lady Flarrow, she called two guards to stop her and pressed her to the ground.

Fu Hui fiddled with her bright nails and said with a smile: "I use your son's blood very well, and now I am really more comfortable." ”

"Why!" Mo Ziyu gritted his teeth and asked the question in his heart, "Why do you do this to me? We grew up together since we were children, and I have never treated you badly!"

"Hahaha!" Fleur laughed as if she had heard a big joke, and then glared coldly and resentfully at the woman who had been trampled under her feet, "Never treated me badly, never treated me badly, what a person who has never treated me badly!"

Her eyes stared at Mo Ziyu's face like a quenched needle, her voice was cold, but it was a weird smile.

"Do you know what it's like to be tormented by jealousy? It's like 10,000 poisonous snakes gnawing at your heart day and night, making you toss and turn and can't sleep!"

Her father turned out to be a member of the Sanpin, and her mother was the lord of the former dynasty, with a noble status, and she was originally a golden branch and jade leaf. It's just that in the treacherous government, her father offended people, so she was imprisoned and exiled, and she also became the daughter of a criminal minister and was sold into slavery in the general's mansion.

Fleur's gaze retracted from the glory and humiliation of the past, and looked at the woman on the ground with contempt: "I am better than you in everything! But those glory, those prosperity, and those admiration have always belonged to you, and I can only be an inconspicuous existence behind you! I am unwilling, I am not willing to marry an ordinary person and live like this for the rest of my life, and I will always lose to you!"

She smiled coldly, paused slightly, and said: "I swore that I would take back the glory that belonged to me, and I would trample you under my feet like a puddle of mud! I would make you look up to me and be jealous of me, and everything I had experienced over the years would have to be returned to you tenfold and hundredfold! How did it feel to be disgusted by the prince? What did it feel like to have my son killed? By the way, I still have a gift for you! Come on, present it!"

As he spoke, more than a dozen people came in, all holding a mahogany plate covered with red cloth. At the same time, they framed the red cloth, and on each plate was a bloody human head.

These people were all brought by Mo Ziyu from the General's Mansion to the Qin Palace, and the head in the middle was Lian'er's.

"It's not that the time has not come to report it! Fleur, you can't die well, you can't die well!" Mo Ziyu gritted his silver teeth, his heart seemed to be held fiercely, and even breathing became difficult, "I won't let you go, I will definitely avenge my son, avenge them!"

"Hahaha! I'm afraid you don't have this chance!" Fleur laughed and trembled, and the fan in her hand fanned elegantly, "Do you know the purpose of my coming today? Since you are no longer useful, the prince will let me personally send you on the road! I will leave you a whole corpse for the sake of our former sisters! Come on, send the princess on the road!"

One was holding a bowl of poison, and the two broke Mo Ziyu's mouth and poured it forcibly.

In the pain of turning the river and the sea in his abdomen, Mo Ziyu curled up on the ground and glared at Fu Rui: "Even if you turn into a powerful ghost, I won't let you go! Even if you go to hell, I will take you with me!"

The smile on Fleur's face gradually disappeared, and she said coldly: "Gouge out her eyeballs!

With hollow eyes, his tongue was cut and his mouth was full of blood, Mo Ziyu couldn't feel the pain anymore, just laughed maniacally, like a demon in hell.

Liu Ling, Fu Yuan, this blood tent is turned into a powerful ghost, and I want to ask you for it back!

If there is an afterlife, I must let you pay back your blood debt and blood account tenfold and hundredfold!

Heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder, and strong winds, as if to tell the world about the bloody grievances in this palace.

On the third day of August in the thirtieth year of Duanrui of the Northern Xia Dynasty, only a simple stroke was left in the history books, and the concubine of the Qin prince had a difficult birth, and the mother and son died.