The drunken little emperor was much more obedient, and let him take off the robe he was wearing outside.

Obviously, the weather has started to warm up recently, but she still wears a lot.

Jun drunk and patiently took off her clothes one by one, until she took off her middle garment-

The little emperor did not wear a shirt, but on her chest, there were circles of white cloth tightly wrapped.

Jun Zui, who often walks the rivers and lakes, looked at the white cloth and immediately understood.

How could it be...... The sixteen princes of the year, and the emperor now, are actually ...... Is it a daughter?!

At this moment, the lying man suddenly grabbed his hand.

Jun Zui raised his head.

The little emperor on the bed turned pale and looked terrified.

Jun Drunk reacted immediately.

If it is known that the current saint is a daughter, she will definitely be pulled off the throne and end up in a different place.

Jun drunk has a hard time telling what kind of mood he is in.

He looked at the frightened expression of the person on the bed, looked at her miserable white face, and only felt that his heart was getting colder and colder.

Blame had to let him get close, it turned out that from the beginning, she kept a secret.

And this secret, she never thought to tell him.

How stupid he was, when he was in Guxian, he was still thinking about how many difficulties and obstacles he had to overcome along the way if he wanted to stay with the emperor.

He also listed all the difficulties and then overcame them one by one.

But it turned out that he wanted to grow old together, and he didn't really take him to heart from the very beginning.

Now that he found out that he knew this secret, he would be so frightened.

What are you afraid of? Afraid I'll hurt you?

Jun was drunk and wanted to laugh, but the corners of his lips couldn't hook him.

In the end, he only numbly pulled the quilt on the side and gently covered her.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I won't tell you this secret."

I won't do you that—though you may not believe it.

Jun drunk and respectfully stood up to leave, not wanting to stay here anymore.

Just then, he heard a subtle, trembling voice behind him: "I'm not ......"

Jun Drunk turned around, only to see the person on the bed huddled into a ball, trembling violently.

"I'm not ......" The little emperor breathed rapidly, hugged his arms tightly, and was in a ball, frightened: "I...... I'm a prince...... I'm a prince...... Don't fight......"

She seemed to be back in the lonely room she used to be.

In the eyes of outsiders, the gentle and dignified mother concubine held the rattan in her hand and pulled it over again and again.

The little Jiang Youbian cowered in the corner, and he didn't dare to cry loudly, just begging his mother one by one.

"Mother, mother...... I am the prince, I am the prince...... Stop it...... It hurts ......."

But the pain showed no signs of abating at all, and the unshakable mother standing in front of her had a hideous expression, not like she was looking at her own flesh and bones, but as if she was looking at the enemy.

"Why are you a girl!" Her eyes were red, and she wanted to eat people: "I call you a girl!" Call you a girl! ”

The picture turned again, and there was a large area of red in front of her.

Her mother nudged her hard, pushing her under the middle-aged man's knife.

"Kill her! Checkmate! The general will spare me! Kill her! She is the flesh and blood of the former emperor, and I am just a concubine who is not favored! ”

Shen Lishu's feminine eyes swept over her like a poisonous snake, and finally stopped at her mother.

He laughed and threw the dagger down to her.

"Okay, if any of you gets the dagger first, I'll let her live."

The dagger was very close to Jiang Youbian, so close that it could be reached as long as he stretched out his hand.