The door to Wen's room was opened.

The people in front of the door, dressed in green clothes, carved silk brocade satin embroidered with a mighty coiling dragon, were eager to try, as if they could take off in an instant.

That's right, this person is Nan Yu'an.

His slender figure stood straight in front of the door, his dark eyes were full of gloom, staring at Wen Zhiye deadly.

Seeing that it was Nan Yu'an, Wen Zhiye sat up from the bed in fright, put on his coat, and his heart was beating very quickly, and he actually gave birth to a little weak heart.

"You...... Your Highness, why are you ......" As he spoke, Wen Zhiye tightened his coat and looked at the menacing Nan Yu'an in front of him in fear.

Wen Zhiye was really flustered, Nan Yu'an's face was too bad, and Wen Zhiye saw Shen Liuyue yesterday.

This time, Wen Zhiye came out and gave Nan Yu'an the reason that he was going to complete the task to assassinate the king of Nanqing.

Nan Yu'an sneered, slammed the door shut, and walked in front of Wen Zhiye in two steps.

"Say, did you go to find Shen Liuyue?" Nan Yu'an pinched Wen Zhiye's chin heavily, forcing her to raise her head.

Since Shen Liuyue's memory recovered, Nan Yu'an has never called Shen Liuyue Lanyue again.

Wen Zhiye was shocked, lowered his eyes, stared at the front, and muttered, "Subordinate...... The subordinates just talked to Shen Liuyue about some ordinary things. ”

Wen Zhiye's palms were squeezed tighter, and he didn't dare to show his timidity at all, but the speed of his heartbeat was indeed getting faster and faster.

The strength in Nan Yu'an's hand became heavier, his eyes were like an abyss, and his whole body was trembling with anger.

"What do you think you've done, and this king won't know?" Nan Yu'an gritted his back molars fiercely and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

After saying that, Nan Yu'an slammed Wen Zhiye's face away, and clapped his hands angrily and disgustedly.

Nan Yu'an would not treat Wen Zhiye like this before, but Wen Zhiye really made Nan Yu'an angry this time, and he didn't even care about Wen Zhiye's pregnancy.

Wen Zhiye was unstable in his center of gravity and fell heavily on the bed.

Nan Yu'an paced to the table, sat down gently, played with the teacup in his hand, and said coldly: "Wen Zhiye, this king will give you one last chance to kill the emperor of the Southern Qing Dynasty!"

Nan Yu'an couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, especially accentuating the pronunciation of the last few words.

Wen Zhiye felt a chill in his back when he heard Nan Yu'an's voice, trembling tightly holding the corners of the quilt, biting his lower lip desperately, and shaking his head.

Wen Zhiye stayed awake all night, she really thought about it all night, but she really didn't know where to start, Emperor of the Southern Qing Dynasty, she really didn't want to kill.

If there was no King of the Southern Qing Dynasty, Wen Zhiye would not have survived now, let alone standing outside the palace so freely.

"Your Highness, I ......" Wen Zhiye raised his head in embarrassment and looked at Nan Yu'an with tears in his eyes.

At this time, Nan Yu'an had already endured to the limit, got up suddenly, walked quickly in front of Wen Zhiye, and grabbed Wen Zhiye's neck, and hit him very hard.

"Your Highness......" Wen Zhiye's face was hideous, struggling with his teeth and claws, and squeezing out a few words with difficulty.

Nan Yu'an's eyes were scarlet, and he didn't have the slightest intention of letting go of his hand, and asked viciously: "Say!" Do you want to kill the Emperor of the Southern Qing Dynasty? This king will give you one last chance! ”

Wen Zhiye's forehead was already bruised, her cheeks were bloodshot and red, she didn't say a word, she didn't beg for mercy, Nan Yu'an could see the firmness from her eyes.

Nan Yu'an was even more furious, the strength in his hand was even stronger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay if you don't go, then the king will kill your child first, and then kill you!"

At this time, Wen Zhiye already felt dizzy and suffocated, but she couldn't hear any unfavorable news and statements for the child.

Child......

Wen Zhiye's heart tightened, Wen Zhiye really wanted to keep this child.

There was really no way, Wen Zhiye nodded desperately, "I'll go!" I'll go! ”

Wen Zhiye said it twice in a row, because Nan Yu'an choked his neck, his voice was a little hoarse.

Nan Yu'an let go at this time, and said with a sneer: "Very good, the king will give you three days, and then the king will not hear the news of the death of the emperor of the Southern Qing Dynasty, that is, the death of you and your child!"

Wen Zhiye nodded effortlessly, not daring to look directly at Nan Yu'an, in her eyes, at this time, Nan Yu'an was no different from a man-eating devil.

But Nan Yu'an in the past was clearly not like this.

Wen Zhiye shrank a little and shivered on the bed, the shocking bruises on his neck climbed ruggedly, all slightly purple, and the feeling of suffocation was not relieved for a long time. Reading nests

Nan Yu'an got up to leave when he saw Wen Zhiye's agreement, and before leaving, he didn't forget to snort coldly: "Wen Zhiye, this is your last chance, I hope you don't let this king down."

With that, he turned around and left with a cold breath, without any emotion.

What happened a second ago was like a nightmare to Wen Zhiye, and compared to reality, how she wished it was really just a nightmare.

At this moment, Wen Zhiye was deeply aware of one thing, Nan Yu'an had changed, became, unrecognizable.

She has to go down in the end, and between the two, she must make a decision.

……

The next day, the weather was gloomy, as low as the mood of Wen Zhiye.

Wen Zhiye secretly entered the palace when it was getting dark, but before she could enter the dormitory, she was bumped into by Su Desheng.

"Father-in-law Su, please, let me go in and see if the emperor is okay?" Wen Zhiye had tears in his eyes, praying for Su Desheng who was standing outside the door, perhaps, this was the last side.

Su Desheng looked at Wen Zhiye in embarrassment, bent down and saluted, and said: "Little master, this old slave really can't be the master, the emperor has been seriously ill recently, and he hasn't seen anyone else for a long time."

Su Desheng is really embarrassed, the king of the Southern Qing Dynasty released Wen Zhiye out of the palace Su Desheng knew it, and he also helped hide it at the beginning, and only said that Wen Zhiye was missing, but who knew that Wen Zhiye was back today.

What she committed in the first place was a murder charge!

Wen Zhiye frowned sadly, his eyes were red and moving, and he choked up and said: "Father-in-law, I beg you, I haven't seen the emperor for too long, can you please help me report it?"

Su Desheng sighed deeply, "Little master, don't embarrass the old slave, the emperor is resting at this time, and he doesn't want to see people." ”

Wen Zhiye lowered his eyes, tears fell down his eyes, lowered his head, and muttered: "Then I, just wait here for the emperor to wake up, if the emperor doesn't see me, I won't leave."

But there was no way, the emperor had already given an order, and he would not see anyone during this time, and the old Su Desheng was also very helpless.

Wen Zhiye stood at the door of the main hall like this, looking at the grass and trees in this deep palace, in such a dark and misty weather, all the creatures that were obviously full of greenery looked so lifeless and lifeless.

Wen Zhiye was already standing here, but the inner tangle still did not stop.

Just like that, the effort of a stick of incense has passed.

Wen Zhiye still looked at the closed door of the main hall without moving.

Su Desheng is old, easy to be soft-hearted, he really can't bear it, and muttered: "It should be almost now, Niangniang, why are you doing this, the old slave should go in and pass it on to you."

Wen Zhiye bowed gratefully and said, "Thank you, father-in-law, thank you."

Su Desheng shook his head helplessly and walked in.

At this time, the emperor had already woken up, and was lying on the bed, his face was a little ugly, and his lips were pale and purple.

"Your Majesty, there are people outside the door asking to see you." Su Desheng said cautiously, lest the emperor would be angry.

The emperor closed his eyes, frowned, and said impatiently: "Didn't I say it, now I am cultivating, I said it, and I don't see anyone!"

Su Desheng originally wanted to quit like this, but thinking that the weather outside was dark and unpresentable, he was afraid that a heavy rain was coming soon, but Wen Zhiye was still waiting outside the door.

Su Desheng finally couldn't hold back, bent down deeply, made a big salute, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, it's Ye Jieyu outside the door, oh!" No, it's the ...... of Wen Zhiye."

The king of Nanqing suddenly got up, was stunned, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide and said, "What did you say?" Lukewarm...... Wen Zhiye is here? ”

Su Desheng looked at the emperor's surprised and happy expression, it seems that this time the communication is not wrong, Wen Zhiye is indeed the person the emperor wants to see, and he didn't wait for the king of Nanqing to answer, Su Desheng retreated with great insight and prepared to call Wen Zhiye.

As soon as Su Desheng went out, Wen Zhiye grabbed the old eunuch's sleeve and asked eagerly: "Father-in-law, is the emperor willing to see me?"

"Niangniang, the old slave has informed you, the emperor is him, he is willing to see you, you can go in now, if you have anything to tell the old slave, the old slave is outside this door."

Su Desheng was also pleased, since the emperor was sick, he had rarely been so happy again, and Su Desheng didn't know how many years he hadn't seen such a surprised expression in his eyes.

Su Desheng couldn't help but glance at Wen Zhiye a few times when he thought of this, he really couldn't see where Wen Zhiye had won the heart of the King of Nanqing......

Wen Zhiye let go of his hand, bowed his head and said, "Father-in-law, thank you."

After that, Wen Zhiye stepped into the dormitory step by step, approaching the king of the Southern Qing Dynasty, and the complex emotions in his heart did not leak at all, but the deep eyes revealed incomprehensible emotions.

"Why are you here?" The emperor's face was pale and weak, but the moment he saw Wen Zhiye, there was still a glittering light in his eyes, and the tone of King Nanqing tried his best to calm down, but the light in his eyes was unignorant.

In the heart of the king of the Southern Qing Dynasty, there is really Wen Zhiye to sit on the ground.