Leng Qinghuan was frightened, and even now he had the urge to poison Murong Qi with a handful of medicine. She didn't dare to imagine that if Murong Qi didn't hesitate to make a move, would the child in her belly be able to keep it.

She never gave up and wanted to give him one last chance.

But now, she felt that she was wrong, wrong. Even if you are reluctant, you can't bet on the child in your belly! If you stay, the child will die.

Even if he has a hard time, there is something unspeakable, child, is the final bottom line. This time, I was completely dead.

She clenched her teeth and smiled miserably at Murong Qi.

"Murong Qi, I have forgiven you many times, this time, I will never forgive! I'm blind and blind, so I fell in love with a complete fool like you in the first place! Aren't you going to avenge Leng Qinglang? I will fulfill you! ”

As soon as she flipped her wrist, there was an extra white porcelain medicine bottle in her hand, uncorked the bottle, tilted her neck, and resolutely poured the medicine inside into her mouth without hesitation.

Murong Qi's eyes widened from the moment he saw the medicine bottle in her hand, and he blurted out: "Don't!" ”

It's too late.

Leng Qinghuan threw away the medicine bottle in his hand and looked at him sadly: "Since you look at it twice and hate it, Murong Qi, after I die, you will always let me go, right?" Let my brother, take me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, even if I die, I will never be your Murong Qi's woman again! ”

A trace of red blood snaked down from the corner of his lips, causing Murong Qi's eyes to sting, almost dripping blood.

Doudou and Diao Mama and the others suddenly changed color, and they all let out an exclamation, stumbled forward, and trembled to support Leng Qinghuan on the ground.

"Miss!"

"Princess!"

Leng Qinghuan was already dying, and another mouthful of blood overflowed from her mouth, trying to open her eyes wide, looking at Toudou, and struggling to catch her hand.

"Doudou...... Definitely, take me back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

Doudou was already crying silently: "It's okay, it's okay, how can you be okay?" Miss, hurry up and take the medicine, I, I'll go get the medicine box! ”

Wang's mother had already brought the medicine box over, rummaging in the medicine box in a panic, with a crying voice: "What kind of medicine to take, Miss, you say it quickly, it will be fine." ”

Leng Qinghuan spoke intermittently, like a gossamer, and spent the greatest strength of his body, and took out and left the book from his arms: "Give it to you, Your Majesty!" ”

If I die, I will repay you.

Then, the arms hung down heavily, and the fingers were spread, as if they could no longer hold the prosperity of a lifetime.

Murong Qi's whole person was like a fool, and he looked at Leng Qinghuan in a daze, and he felt that his heart was so painful that he could barely breathe.

Leng Qinghuan lay quietly on his lap, there was still a trace of bewitching blood on the corner of his lips, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was peaceful, as if he was asleep.

He pinched his palms with ten fingers, and blood snaked out of his fingers, wetting his cuffs. Suddenly, a mouthful of black blood poured out of his throat and splattered all over the ground.

His body was crooked, his knees were weak, Murong Qi knelt on the ground, almost stepped forward on his knees, hugged Leng Qinghuan from his arms, tightly, almost embedded in his arms, and tears poured down in an instant.

"Qinghuan, Qinghuan, are you awake?"

Leng Qinghuan's eyes were closed, and he had long lost his breath and heartbeat. Only the cold air responded to him.

"How so? How so? Can anyone tell me what exactly happened? What did I do? Why is Qinghuan like this? ”

Doudou cried almost heartbreakingly, glaring at him angrily: "You killed my young lady!" ”

"Impossible!" Murong Qi said incoherently: "How is it possible?" Qinghuan, wake up, wake up, wake up quickly. ”

Doudou's voice was even colder, like a knife stabbing into Murong Qi's heart, one knife and another knife until the blood was dripping.

"For the sake of a few slanderous words from others, you are going to hurt my young lady and the child in her belly, she died for you, and you will not escape the blame!"

"Impossible!" Murong Qi's eyes were red, like a violent lion, crying sadly, his eyes were split, and he almost lost his voice: "I don't believe it, Qing Huan can't die, absolutely impossible!" Let me die, let me die, Qinghuan, please wake up! ”

The sky of the Qiwang Mansion has collapsed.

When the news reached Wisteria Xiaozhu, Leng Qinglang was so excited that he sat up from the bed, lifted the brocade quilt on his body, and rushed to Chaotianque.

How can you not watch such a happy and lively scene? She Leng Qinghuan finally died in her own hands, and her blood boiled when she thought about it, and she couldn't help herself.

Because Murong Qi's sanity was controlled, Leng Qinglang did not hide the schadenfreude on his face, and smiled proudly.

"Why can't my sister think about it like this? This is a blessing and a cheap life, and you can't enjoy it with a good blessing......"

The next moment, like a kite with a broken string, she soared, spun twice in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

There were satin embroidered boots slowly and heavily in front of her eyes, and then stopped, Murong Qi looked at her condescendingly.

"What have you done to this king?"

Leng Qinglang couldn't help but curl up behind him in horror: "I, I didn't do anything, lord, I'm Qinglang." ”

Murong Qi bent down, his eyes were red, and he stared at her with hatred, then slowly raised his hand and grabbed her neck, and with all his strength, Leng Qinglang felt that he heard the "click" of his neck being broken.

There was an unspeakable suffocation, and her whole body seemed to have turned around from the ghost gate, bearing the horror of death.

"It's you, it must be you, what did you do to this king?"

Leng Qinglang hugged his stomach tightly, and the red blood stains meandered out again, dying in pain.

"Lord, save me."

"Don't you know anything as a king? Do you think this king will continue to keep this wild seed? Leng Qinglang, you have done a lot of evil, today is your death, this king wants you to bury Qinghuan! ”

Leng Qinglang raised his eyes in fear and looked at Murong Qi in fear, there was still a thick anger in his eyes: "You, you have remembered everything?" ”

Murong Qi gritted his teeth: "This king really hates, he showed mercy to his subordinates at the beginning, and didn't kill you directly!" ”

Leng Qinglang was completely panicked, Murong Qi had already recovered his senses, so wasn't everything over? Where do you still have a way to live?

She turned pale with fright, and could barely utter a complete sentence.

"It's not me, it's not, it's Jinyu, Jinyu used soul dementorship to control your mind, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Jinyu? Didn't she go to Mobei? ”

There was a trace of doubt in Murong Qi's eyes. He did regain his senses, but he didn't know what happened to the wisteria building that day, like he was drunk, and his memory was blank, so he didn't know about Jinyu's existence at all.

"Jin Yu escaped halfway through, and I don't know what happened. It was she who found Zhao's mother and begged Zhao's mother to see me, the concubine didn't know anything, the concubine was wronged, by the way, the concubine was also confused by her. ”

"The guards in the palace are strictly checked, if you hadn't secretly answered, how could she have entered the palace? How can you confuse this king! Where is she hiding now? ”

"Wisteria Xiaozhu, it turned out to be Zhiqiu's room."

As soon as the words fell, the whole person flew out and landed heavily on the ground again.

"Leng Qinglang, why didn't you die, why? This king has slaughtered you! ”

He was like an angry lion, with scarlet eyes, a fierce murderous aura carved out of a knife and axe, his fists clenched, his green tendons raged, raised high, and with a steaming murderous aura that destroyed everything, he drew the sword from the guard's waist.