In the twelfth year of Weiguo, in the summer, the rainstorm thundered, and the palace of the king of Xuan.

"Ahh

The labor pains are getting tighter and stronger, and each wave of contractions carries a life-threatening momentum, Yun Qingzhi's voice is already hoarse, and for a day and a night, this child has almost consumed the strength of her life.

Every time she was about to collapse, she seemed to see Mei Bingxuan come to see her, and she was still holding their child and laughing, because of this, she was able to grit her teeth and persevere.

"It's out!" With the exclamation of the midwife, Yun Qingzhi almost fainted in severe pain, but her heart was full of sweetness, her child finally came to the world! From then on, she was no longer alone in this world.

"Madam, it's a little boy!" The midwife carried the child to her.

Yun Qingzhi stretched out her hand to the young and lovely little life, child, my child, let me love you so well in this life, hot tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes, mixed with beads of sweat and slid down together.

The door was suddenly opened, and it was a woman in a fiery red dress who walked in, she slammed the door with her backhand, and said coldly: "Midwife, what did she give birth to?" ”

"...... Yunyan" Yun Qingzhi looked at Yun Yanyan's cold eyes, and an inexplicable fear rose in her heart.

"Yes, it's the little boy."

Yun Yuyan's eyebrows sank angrily, and her red lips opened, "There is no little boy here!" After snatching the baby, he raised his hand and shook his sleeve, and the red ribbon grabbed the midwife's neck.

"Rao ......" The voice of the midwife was grabbed, and the whole person hung under Yun Yuyan's slender jade hand.

Yun Qingzhi exclaimed, "What are you doing, Yanyan!" ”

The midwife's legs fluttered twice, and she was thrown to the ground by Yun Yuyan, and there was no sound.

Yun Qingzhi looked at her own sister in disbelief, she had always been weak and couldn't help but kill someone! The lightning outside illuminated Yun Yuyan's smiling face, which was terrifying.

"Yanyan, don't ......" She saw Yun Yanyan set her eyes on her child, and her whole heart seemed to be held in her hands.

Yun Yuyan looked at her nervous appearance, the smile on her face was even stronger, and on the side of her hand, the red silk wrapped around the child's neck.

"Don't!" Yun Qingzhi's scream was heartbreaking, Yun Yuyan was extremely excited, the red silk gradually tightened, as if she was twisted in Yun Qingzhi's heart with a knife, and every cry of the child seemed to say, mother save me! Mother save me! She was hysterical, "You come at me, you come at me!" ”

"What's the hurry? You are indispensable! There is only one Princess Xuan! The only one who can give birth to Bingxuan's eldest son is me, Yun Yuyan! You ugly woman......"

Yun Yuyan raised her eyebrows and said sharply, her eyes wandering on the red spots on her face, "Wishful thinking!" ”

The child quickly lost his voice, and at that moment, Yun Qingzhi felt as if she had been drained of her soul. "You give him back to me!" She cried and reached for it, Yun Yuyan raised her chin and threw the child to the ground with a smile.

"Yun Yuyan! I'll kill you! Yun Qingzhi cried and suddenly felt a heat under her.

The blood was bubbling like a poured kettle, but there was no sign of stagnation, as if she was going to empty Yun Qingzhi alive, she was at a loss, no, she couldn't die yet, she stared at her own blood tightly, her eyes were split, Yun Yuyan killed her child, she hadn't taken revenge yet, she couldn't die like this!

"Good, I don't have to do it." There was a thunderous explosion, and Yun Yuyan laughed wildly and left the bloody room.

No! Yun Qingzhi fell down completely, her eyes staring at Yun Yuyan's arrogant back unwillingly. The blood loss sent chills all over her body, and she felt her consciousness gradually drift away, but the hatred grew clearer.

If there is an afterlife, I must let you ...... Blood debt and blood repayment!