Ruyi continued to cry: "Later, when we went to the house, she discussed with Grandpa Guo, saying that Mrs., you are too fat, and you are in a coma, which leads to dystocia, and you have to take the child by caesarean section." Wake up, tell them you don't have a difficult birth! Without Madame, what should Young Master Ruyi and Ming do. Woooooooo ”

Yan Qingge had thousands of emotions erupting in her heart, she hated, she was shocked, she hated, she resented, she wanted to open her mouth to comfort Ruyi, but the whole person fell into deep darkness and couldn't extricate herself, and she couldn't control her body at all.

At this time, a cool and charming female voice sounded at the door: "Who is crying?" Yo, it turned out to be my sister's loyal servant. Anyway, my sister's fat pig won't live long, and you are so loyal, just be with this pig on Huangquan Road. Come on, press this slave down and beat him to death. ”

There was a commotion, and the sound of Ruyi's struggle clearly came into Yan Qingge's ears. Yan Qingge exerted his strength in the dark, wanting to wake up to stop Yan Shuyu, but he couldn't even move his fingers.

"The Queen Mother, Wen Po and knives and scissors are ready, and you can take the child by caesarean section at any time." A subordinate said respectfully.

"Well, take the child out, and I will reward you! Although my sister was fatter than a pig, lame and ugly, and sick, she gave birth to a good child. My sister and brother-in-law's children are my children. He must be a well-behaved and intelligent boy, and I will take him into the palace and teach him myself. ”

The woman's mocking chuckle sounded like a demon in her ears.

With Yan Shuyu's order, the sharp and cold scissors were placed on Yan Qingge's belly.

"Sneer......" The sound of scissors tearing through the flesh was like a demon chanting, and the hot blood flowed down Yan Qingge's stomach, integrating a sea of blood on the couch. No one saw it, and a line of tears continued to overflow from the corners of Yan Qingge's eyes.

If she is not so fat, but has a sensitive body and can do everything......

If, her marriage with the prince was not replaced by Yan Shuyu back then......

If, before she got married, she was tougher and smarter, and she was no longer at the mercy of Aunt Hai and Yan Shuyu's mother and daughter......

Well, things are not going to be completely different.

Finally, Wen Po took out a baby from Yan Qingge's bloody belly.

Yan Shuyu took the child and looked at it, her brows furrowed sharply: "It's a girl?" Useless stuff! What do I want a girl to do. She looked at Yan Qingge's body and said angrily: "Throw this dead pig and her raw slut to the suburbs." ”

The severe pain of caesarean section did not make Yan Qingge completely sober, but after hearing Yan Shuyu's words that she wanted to throw the child away, Yan Qingge opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were full of curses, she stared at Yan Shuyu, her voice was distorted, and she wailed fiercely: "Yan Shuyu, I won't let you go if I am a ghost." ”

This sudden change startled Yan Shuyu, she took a step back suddenly, and then found that Yan Qingge was just returning to the light, after saying this, her head tilted, and she died completely in a pool of blood.

The capital is built by the mountains and rivers, not far from the outside of the city, there is a high cliff, and under the cliff is a bottomless valley.

The moon hangs high, and the night is like water.

Several subordinates of the Shinkoku Mansion stood on the top of the cliff, and in the cart they pushed in their hands was a huge blood-stained sack, and at one end of the sack, there was a faint sound of a baby's intermittent cry of weakness.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves on the rugged mountain road, and a man in a purple shirt galloped towards him on a war horse covered with steel armor, and he also held a demented-looking child in front of him, and the child could only shout: "Mother! Mother! ”

The war horse stopped beside these subordinates, and immediately the man jumped down with the child in his arms.

"Yan Xiuyu of Yanwang's Mansion is here, a few of you are sneaky, and when you enter the mountain in the middle of the night, you must have bad intentions. What's pushing on the cart? Open it up and show me! The man asked sharply.

"See Lord Yan, a pig in our house has swine fever, and for fear of spreading the disease to other livestock, he specially threw it in this place to destroy." Those subordinates trembled, knelt on the ground, stopped Yan Xiuyu, and refused to let him step forward to open the sack to find out.

The demented boy broke free from the man's arms and stumbled forward, giggling in his mouth: "Mother...... Mother...... Don't play hide and seek with Ming'er, Ming'er smells her mother's smell. ”

He reached into the mouth of the upside-down sack, pulled out a familiar hosta stained with dried blood, and looked at it suspiciously, trying to climb onto the car.

The cart was pounced on by the child, and it rolled down the cliff with a grunt. The man was busy fishing for people, but he was grabbed by a subordinate and grabbed his legs, and when he kicked the subordinate away, he was already a step too late, and the car fell straight down the cliff with the child.

But in an instant, the three mothers and sons disappeared into this world, as if they had never appeared......