Chapter 2: Flesh and blood are separated, and conscience is lost

Cold sweat had soaked through the phoenix robe, his body couldn't stop trembling, Yan Wushuang's heart was like being slowly cut by an ice blade, the pain was so cold that even the tears in his eyes were reflected in a layer of crimson.

"Yan Wushuang, I think that you are pregnant with a dragon descendant for me, as long as you confess the whereabouts of the Flying Dragon Order tomorrow morning, I can spare your life and allow you to spend the rest of your life in the cold palace." Long Jingming left a warning and left angrily.

In the midst of thunder and lightning, the statue of the green dragon god with teeth and claws in the six-story pavilion was eeriely reflected by the miserable white lightning.

"Quick, quickly pass on the imperial doctor, I'm afraid that this palace is, I'm afraid I'm going to give birth......"

As soon as Long Jingming left, Yan Wushuang's strong body weakened and weakened, and he hurriedly ordered the palace people to ask for a doctor.

However, the palace people in charge of guarding only watched the queen sit on the ground with cold eyes, as if she had turned into a stone sculpture and remained motionless in place.

"Yo, why is my sister so embarrassed? It's not a good time to give birth at this time! ”

The graceful and luxurious Guan Guifei floated in at this time, looking at the queen who was no longer in the past, smiling as delicate as a spring flower.

"Feng Qingwan, since you married into the Four Princes' Mansion, I will treat you like a sister. After entering the palace, he personally helped you to the position of the concubine, how can you unite with the Feng Cheng to harm my Yan clan's nine clans? ”

Enduring the severe pain that was about to give birth, although Yan Wushuang sat paralyzed on the ground, his awe-inspiring momentum was not inferior to the Guan Guifei standing in front of him.

"Yan Wushuang, do you really think I'm happy to call you this sister? Back then, everyone inside and outside Dragon City knew that I liked the four princes, if it weren't for you to get in the way, the position of the four princesses and queens would have belonged to me! ”

The smile disappeared in an instant, and the wind Qingwan slowly approached Yan Wushuang, who was sweating like rain, squeezing out the hatred that had been suppressed for many years from between his teeth.

"The Holy One said, if you still refuse to confess the Flying Dragon Order tomorrow, you will be punished by the punishment. The so-called shaving is to cut open your belly alive with a torture knife, and then peel the child inside...... Tsk, this palace feels creepy when you think about it! ”

Feng Qingwan looked at Yan Wushuang's body with a large wet patch, knowing that it was a sign that the amniotic water had broken and was about to give birth, and her lips quietly hooked up a sinister and twisted arc.

"It's too late to call the imperial doctor now, since the queen is in a hurry to give birth, you all go up to help, you have to get the child out after all."

Glancing at the surrounding palace people, Feng Qingwan had just retreated to seven steps away, and those palace people who were still like statues suddenly pounced on the queen like wolves.

"Bold! Stop it...... The wind is clear, you have lost your conscience! ”

Yan Wushuang tried his best to curl up to protect his stomach, trying his best to protect the child in his belly, but unfortunately he couldn't use any of his kung fu at this time.

Those ruthless fists and feet smashed on her body, the pain was piercing, and she felt that the life in her womb was passing little by little, and Yan Wushuang, who was as strong as her, burst into tears.

Soon, a baby covered in blood was held in front of Feng Qingwan's eyes.

There was no crying, and there was no breath of life.

"Child, my child ......"

Yan Wushuang, who was in severe physical and mental pain, dragged his heavy body and crawled forward inch by inch, winding a shocking blood mark on the cyan jade ground.

"Congratulations sister, it's a son! But they said the child was dead...... Do you believe it? I don't believe it! ”

Feng Qingwan raised her eyebrows lightly and said with coquettishness, and raised her hand to slam the baby on the blue and cold stone ground.