Chapter 245: The Man Who Loves You the Most 4

When she repeatedly admired her own forced wealth in the rhombic glasses, she couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Oh, the daughter born to one of the most despicable courtesans back then, how could she still have today?

How can a humble body in Fireworks Lane Mo have today? ?

When the king was drunk last night, he promised in public that he would return to Beijing in triumph this time and immediately crown her as the new queen.

O Queen!

The supreme throne that women in the world dream of.

No matter how favored a concubine is, she is only a concubine, and where can she compare to the honor of the queen, the unique wife?

She had even planned to send an order to start making the queen's robes.

When she finally appeared at the feast with her son in her arms, the soldiers cheered loudly.

King Chen also raised his bottle to cheer and laughed: "Come, everyone toast to the little prince......"

"Cheers ......"

"......"

Fine wine, barbecue, and the whole night was immersed in the wine pond meat forest.

That night, King Chen drank a lot. I've never been so drunk in my memory. Looking around, the soldiers were all drunk and staggered one by one. Even the concubines were drunk and didn't know where to go.

He slowly stood up from the tiger skin chair alone.

At the gate of the camp, a cold wind blew, and the stars in the sky blinked bewitching eyes. He raised his head and stared at the starry sky, and another gust of wind came, and he suddenly became dizzy and vomited, almost upside down, and soon vomited all the contents of his stomach......

The countless wines that I drank turned into bitter water at this moment, and the liver and intestines were displaced, and the pain was unbearable. He vomited for a long time, until his stomach was empty, and all he vomited was water......

He fell to the ground, and behind him, the guards were also drunk, and no one came to help him.

At this time, he slowly came to his senses, and looked around, drunk and staggered. He was terrified: is this a battlefield? or is it a peaceful palace?

If it's a palace, why are they all armed? If it's a battlefield, why is it so unseemly?

He was shocked, but just as he was about to get up, he found that he had no strength, and when he spoke, it was completely instinctive: "Xia Ji...... Natsuhime...... My head is so dizzy...... Natsuhime, get me a bowl of water......"

The surroundings were empty, there was no Natsuhime, and there were no familiar figures.

He was horrified.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a clear cry of a child, "Wow...... Wow wow wow ......" in the night sky, it looks extraordinarily harsh and extraordinarily demonic.

He was so shocked that his face turned pale, and he roared angrily: "Who? Who is the child? How can there be a child crying in the barracks? It's simply an unorthodox ......."

There was still no answer, and the surroundings were completely dead as if they had fallen under a spell. The people lying on the ground seemed to be reduced to puppet rubble.

Zi Ling was even more shocked, in the deepest part of his heart, something was slowly awakening and slowly recovering...... One of his hands reached into his arms, and he touched a handful of small things. Take it out and take a look, in the moonlight and starlight, there is an emerald green demon slaying sword.

The green grew darker and thicker under the moonlight, like some kind of bad omen. He wanted to throw away the demon sword, but the sword was like a root, sticking to his palm, and it still wouldn't open.