Sweat soaked all over her sideburns and wet the hair on her forehead, but she still bit her lips tightly, didn't snort, and looked at Han Zeyu coldly, with a proud provocation between her painful eyebrows.

Finally, something hot slowly flowed out of her lower body, Si Yunshang was so confined in pain for a while, lowered her head, looked at the Luo skirt that was stained red with blood, and almost fainted, but the stubbornness in her bones made her hold on, maintaining the only remaining consciousness, raising her head, with a smile on the corner of her lips that was more bewitching than blood.

However, why did her eyes suddenly become moist, and a tear slipped quietly, down her cheek, into the corner of her lips, and her smile became deeper and deeper, more and more weird, like a mandala in the netherworld.

The reason why I shed tears is because of this life in my stomach that should not be there, and this tear should be a farewell to him.

Seeing her tears and her whimsical smile, Han Zeyu suddenly felt distressed, but his eyes were dyed with bloodthirsty red. This woman is always so arrogant in front of him, even if she suffers from abortion, she doesn't flinch at all, what can make a woman have such a ruthless character?

The sword in his hand slowly pointed at An Shaoling, the tip of the sword dripping with blood was against his lower body, and Han Zeyu said sharply: "Don't say it, the next one is him!" ”

Compared with those prostitutes, whose faces were like ashes, An Shaoling was calmer, his bewitching cheeks were full of shocking bloodstains, but his eyes looked fearlessly at the cold sword that would cut off his life at any time, just because of the chill in his heart, he didn't feel any fear.

Among all the prostitutes, the emperor's favorite is him, and Ke Qianjin is slightly inferior, but when King Shun ordered to arrest people, the emperor protected Ke Qianjin and handed him over to King Shun.

He is nothing more than a pawn used by the emperor to get rid of the empress!

When the emperor asked him to go to Ganquan Palace to sleep at night, Cang Ninghao said this, at that time, he still didn't believe it, and insisted that the emperor treated him sincerely, but now, he can see it clearly, in Long Ruiguo, he is just a lowly prostitute, except for the prince from the kingdom of Shu, no one else will treat him sincerely.

Therefore, in this life, he is destined to accompany His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to complete the mission of the country.

The situation has been stalemate, Si Yunshang turned his eyes and looked at An Shaoling, when he first saw him, he went against himself in order to compete for favor, and he also gave himself a prestige, like a mercenary villain, but at this moment, in the face of death, he did not show the slightest fear, which made Si Yunshang change his opinion of him in his heart.

Cang Ninghao's request sounded in her ears, since she agreed, no matter what, she had to give it a try, so Si Yunshang struggled to stand up, regardless of the pain in her abdomen, she bit her lip tightly, and made a hoarse voice with difficulty: "Come here, I'll tell you who that man is!" ”

Han Zeyu's eyes quietly flashed a trace of gloom, threw away the sword in his hand, walked to her side and squatted down, his deep eyes staring directly at her pale as snow.

Si Yunshang leaned forward with his upper body, clutched the blood-soaked Luo skirt, then raised his bloody hand, lowered his eyes, and said ethereally with a voice that Han Zeyu could hear clearly: "Do you remember that when you were assassinated in the territory of Sang Ling Kingdom, you forcibly asked for a woman's body?" ”

Hearing this, Han Zeyu's pupils widened suddenly, and his thoughts couldn't help but return to the situation of that day.

That day, in the valley outside the Mogu Imperial City, he encountered an ambush by the Blood Shadow Pavilion, and accidentally fell into the charm of the Demon Maiden of the Blood Shadow Pavilion.

At that time, it was still raining rain, and the valley was in chaos, but I still remember that when the charm soul attacked, he casually grabbed a woman lying on the ground and was injured to detoxify. In his memory, that woman's appearance was very ordinary, and besides, hadn't he already ordered Mo Feiyang to kill her?

Pinching Si Yunsheng's jaw, he asked in a cold voice, "How do you know about this?" ”

Si Yunshang sneered, stretched out his tongue, licked the remaining medicinal juice from the corners of his lips, and said softly: "If I am that woman, do you believe it?" ”

"What did you say!" Han Zeyu let out a loud cry, his hand strengthened, almost crushing her little face, too many unbelievable and complicated looks, at this moment his handsome face floated, if that woman was her, then, her child......

Yesterday, Nan Jin said that the child in her womb may have had a ...... before entering the palace

A chill began to spread from the bottom of his heart to all his limbs, and he looked at the woman in front of him who was smiling strangely, pinched her jaw, and slowly let go......

"Lord Wang, that day, I wore a human skin mask!" Seeing his stunned and distracted, Si Yunshang opened his mouth quietly, kindly reminding him that the sneer on the corner of his lips had never faded.

Wearing a human skin mask......

She was the woman who detoxified him......

He killed with his own hands, his own child?

For a long time, people in the world have rumored that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, and kills people without blinking, but this woman is so ruthless that she let him kill his own flesh and blood with his own hands, she is even more cruel than herself!

But he didn't know that she was ruthless, and she only fought for him!

On that day, the queen was pregnant with a case of iniquity and killed five prostitutes, in addition to the four who were cut off, King Shun found a scapegoat to seal the mouth of Youyou. And let the royal family lose face, Si Yunsheng, who lost her woman's morality, was still locked up in the cold palace and beheaded on a certain day to correct the majesty of the royal family.

The back garden of King Shun's mansion is full of messes, and the evergreen trees that should be lush have become victims of Han Zeyu's venting.

Nan Jin, who was sitting in the pavilion opposite, was playing a powerful tune, and the tune was sometimes high, sometimes angry, and sometimes with a strong murderous aura, just like a true portrayal of Han Zeyu's heart at this moment.

He has been practicing the sword for two hours, and if he continues like this, he is afraid that the entire back garden will be destroyed in his hands! Retracting his fingertips, stopping for a while, Nanjin poured a cup of strong tea, picked it up, and walked slowly towards Han Zeyu, not afraid of the compelling sword qi in his hand, he stood aside steadily, and whispered softly: "Lord Wang, you should be tired, why don't you sit down and rest for a while, and taste Nanjin's latest brewed Ningshen tea!" ”