"Do you know that I swore an oath to kill the person who killed King Yan with a thousand knives?" Li Yuan sat up straight, and Danfeng's eyes shone with a stunning light.

The heavy imperial power is overwhelming.

"It's her!" Luo Shengsheng pointed to the cigarette.

He doesn't care about her child, what about King Yan......

"I don't believe the emperor can check her wrist to see if there is a bite mark."

That day, the fox cub bit and did not let go of his mouth and left a scar on Liyan's hand, and all the famous doctors failed to disperse the scar.

That's the most powerful proof!

Ning Xuan looked at Luo Shengsheng, no wonder the fox cub wanted to scratch her that day, I was afraid that she smelled the smell of the killer that day.

"You!" Liyan glared at Luo Shengsheng fiercely, eager to peel her skin and cramp.

"The emperor's slave and maid are wronged, it was the mother who asked me to do it, I am just a little subordinate......" Leaving the smoke and crawling on the ground crying and begging for mercy.

"Someone! Take the cigarette down with a thousand cuts. ”

Off the smoke?

Is the palace maid away from the smoke?

No wonder she felt a strong killing intent since they entered the hall.

"Your Majesty, spare me." Leaving the smoke to know remorse, kowtow on the ground and admit his mistakes.

Chopping, using the sharpest knife to slice the flesh on the skin, the most terrifying thing is that there is only one bone frame left, and the person is not dead.

"Take it down."

"Yes."

Liyan was already crying and being dragged out.

The agency was too clever to calculate Qingqing's life.

Only Ning Xuan, Li Yuan, and Luo Shengsheng were left in the hall.

"Do you know what kind of punishment you will receive?" Liyuan's voice was still mixed with undissipated anger.

"The concubine knows that she is guilty of death, and she only asks the emperor to save the life of the fetus in my womb." Luo Shengsheng prostrate on the ground and begged, arching his back slightly, protecting his stomach.

"I can keep him safe for the rest of his life, but he can't have a mother like you." The future of leaving the country needs a monarch, so this child must live, and Luo Shengsheng must die.

"Concubine, I know."

She was willing to trade her humble life for his safe arrival.

......

A baby's cry washes away all sin and evil.

"Your Majesty, Luo Guiren is gone."

Li Yuan looked down at the child in the midwife's arms, a small red ball, ugly and dead......

Three years later

Ningyan wedding

I heard that General Ning married the youngest daughter that the Jiang family had just found, and in order to compensate for this daughter, it was several large boxes of dowry to be carried to the general's mansion.

The marriage witness made by the emperor, the little prince also joined in the fun.

"Mother, what is a bride?" The little prince asked in a milky voice.

Ning Xuan touched the little prince's head, "The bride is the one who will sleep with An'er in the future." ”

Luo Shengsheng left the child's name before leaving......

I wish him peace and joy all his life......

"When An'er grows up, she wants to marry her mother and be her own bride."

The little fox arched Li'an's calf on the ground, but don't say any more, don't you see that your father's face is already black?

Originally, the little fox had been held in Ning Xuan's hand, but since the last time Liyuan thought it was too clingy, and was going to find a fox for it, he only found out that it was a male fox.

Since then, the little fox has not been next to Ning Xuan.

Ay......

A hundred years later

When he was dying from the abyss, the little prince, oh no, it should be the saint today, cried so much that he was heartbroken.

"Father, don't worry, I will move in with my mother."

At that time, Liyuan didn't come up in one breath......

Yanwang Mansion

An old woman with gray hair swept the snow in front of the door.

His life is also hers......

As soon as she saw that King Yan was mistaken for life, she would definitely pester him for the rest of her life.

Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, an inch is still tens of millions of wisps, when there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness.