How could the child die?

This is undoubtedly another unprecedented blow.

The three of them looked at the little guy who couldn't breathe for a long time, all dumbfounded, and no one knew what to say at this time.

Wan Guifei, who had lost a child, was desperate enough, and now she has lost her "second" child one after another.

It seems that God really doesn't give her a little way to live.

"How do you plan now......

An Nenglu's mind was a mess, and he was annoyed that he had calculated so much, why didn't he calculate what to do if the child he found died?

"It's useless, it's all useless."

Wan Guifei sat down on the ground, as if there was no bone in her body that could support her.

When she entered the palace two years ago, she only wanted to be the emperor's favorite concubine, and soon, her dream was realized. Everything went smoothly and without difficulty. In the second year, she wanted her mother to be more precious than her son, conceive the emperor's child, and get more favor. She did it again, and it was easy for her to be at the right age to conceive, and everything was just a matter of course.

Then she wanted to directly seize the queen's throne with the child in her belly, or retreat to the next best thing, directly abolish the current prince, and let the emperor turn his own child as the prince.

She knew that to accomplish it all, she would have to conceive a baby boy.

In fact, she did.

She was indeed pregnant with a baby boy.

It's just that all this came to an end because of this slippery tire.

She has lost her greatest capital, and she has attracted the most poisonous enemies.

Her life was about to take a turn for the worse in an instant, and her fate was about to be in the hands of the queen.

She was unwilling, and she didn't want to admit defeat like this.

She's going to steal a child back, and she's going to use the stolen child instead of her lost son to do it all!

"Looks like he's been dead for hours." An Nenglu shook his head.

Undoubtedly

This is a dead baby.

It is not a big deal to have a few children die every year in the palace, but the child who is dying now is the "little prince" of Wan Guifei's "hard work" and "pregnancy for ten months"!

Looking at the pile of white cloth strips on the ground, he looked back at the lump of flesh and blood in the bamboo basket.

Wan Guifei was furious, and a loud slap was thrown on Chun Ying's face!

This time, the nosebleeds were all fanned out.

"Rubbish!"

In a fit of rage, she couldn't wait to immediately order someone to pull Chun Ying down to be tortured.

Chun Ying didn't care about the heat on her face, and knelt on the jade brick with a plop. The head knocked like a chicken pecking rice, "The slave should die, please forgive the mother." ”

It's this sentence again.

Wan Guifei's head really hurts.

Every time it's forgiveness, forgiveness. You maids can ask your master for forgiveness if you do something wrong, but what about me?

What should I do?

If I take the wrong step, I will be in the cold palace!

"Niangniang, everything is Chun Ying's fault, please punish me." Haruka also cried a lot.

Probably she was ready to die, so she just closed her eyes and listened to it.

"Chun Ying......" Wan Guifei's fingers trembled and pointed at Chun Ying's nose, at this moment she didn't know whether to ask someone to pull Chun Ying out and beat her to death.

An Nenglu persuaded: "Niangniang, please calm your anger." Don't let the minions think about it anymore. ”

An Nenglu took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his face.

He lowered his head and sniffed the baby boy, his face slightly happy.

"There is salvation, there is salvation, there is salvation."

"What? Can this child be saved? Wan Guifei and Chun Ying asked in unison, and their eyes were focused on the cold child again.

What are you kidding, it's clear that you're already dead.

"An Nenglu, what do you mean by that?"

"Niangniang, you smell it, fortunately it doesn't stink, if it is chilled, it can be kept for three days."

"An Nenglu, you're crazy!"

Wan Guifei was furious, her eyes widened, and she trembled and took down the chicken blood pearl Chaozhu that Luo Zhangzhen made for her and threw it on the ground.

The lost soul said: "It's over, everything is over, I have no chance to be a queen again." ”

"Not necessarily." An Nenglu picked up the pearl, wiped it off distressedly, and put it back on for Concubine Wan.

"The tanuki for the prince, this trick itself is very risky. Not to mention that it is easy to be reported by others, it is very difficult to bring in children from outside the palace. ”

Wan Guifei was puzzled, "Why?" ”

"Niangniang doesn't know, the four gates of this palace are guarded by guards day and night, and the entry and exit must be strictly checked. Mo said that it is very difficult to bring in such a big baby, even if you want to bring a fly in.

The first few times we wanted to put the baby into the empty box under the swill car at night and mix into the palace, but the baby left the mother, and the road was bumpy, so it was inevitable to cry. Every time before entering the house, there was a cry of a baby in the car, and it was impossible to bring it in.

Therefore, at the suggestion of Chun Ying, we gave the baby sleeping pills to make him sleep so that he could not show his feet.

The slave thought that it might be that the amount of medicine was too large, and the air under the car was thin, which would cause the baby to suffocate to death.

In fact, this incident is not to blame for Haru Sakura......

An Nenglu glanced at Haruka.

This Wan Chun Ying is the maid brought into the palace by Wan Guifei from her mother's family, and she was sold to Wanfu as a slave since she was a child, so she was given the surname Wan. has been serving Wan Guifei since she was six years old, and it has been eighteen years now, and the friendship between master and servant is comparable to that of sisters.

An Nenglu is a smart man, and he knows when to intercede for Haruzakura. Sell a favor to Chun Ying, and Chun Ying will naturally have a time to repay him in the future.

"So ......"

Wan Guifei's mood calmed down a little, although she was angry, she didn't really think about putting Chun Ying to death.

"Okay, okay, Spring Sakura retreats, and Father-in-law Liu'an will serve here alone."

"Yes, sissy." Spring Sakura retreated in gratitude.

"An Nenglu, if you think of a good idea, just say it. I'm too lazy to listen to this whole bunch of stuff you explain. She rubbed her temples and had a headache about what to do next.

"Mother, in fact, there is a better way for the minion." An Nenglu was half-ricket, he had an old disease, and he was physically punished by the previous master. Standing for long periods of time would be excruciatingly painful, and he would only be comfortable with a slight arch.

Wan Guifei nodded, "Let's hear it." ”

"Please move to Kunning Palace tomorrow to say hello to the queen, and then ask Dr. Ning from the Tai Hospital to enter the palace to deliver the baby after lunch."

"Delivery? What to give birth to? The pile of white cloth on the raw ground, or the dead child in the basket? ”

An Nenglu smiled flatteringly, and his smile was full of treachery. "That's right, it's to give birth to that dead child."