Lonely Yao was also dressed in gold, with a silver crown and bundled hair, deep facial features, his eyebrows were glowing with murderous aura, and his cold eyes were staring at the direction where the arrow came from.

Blood slid down his fingers, the tips of the arrows slicing through his fingers, and blood stained his arms and cuffs.

"Hands!" Helan grabbed his hand, nervous.

At this moment, the Imperial Guards also chased in the direction where the arrows came from.

Queen Wenren turned pale with fright, and hurriedly ordered the imperial doctor Xuan to come over.

Lonely Yao didn't care about dropping the arrow in his hand, hugged her and rubbed her forehead affectionately, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

The arrow was aimed at her, and the two of them knew it.

"Yun'er, what are you doing?" Silent Hua was about to go to the front hall when he saw Hu Yun'er with a panicked face.

Hu Yun'er hurriedly hid the bow behind her, "No...... It's okay, I just saw an eagle fly back, so I want to catch it, is Her Royal Highness the princess going to the front hall? ”

"Hmm." Silent Hua didn't have time to pay attention to her, turned around and left.

Hu Yun'er waited for her to leave, and hurriedly ran to the palace on the side.

And the Imperial Guards chased this place but couldn't find anyone, after all, there was a harem in front of them.

·

"Is there anything wrong?" Empress Wenren is worried.

At this time, Lin Yao's hand was already slightly blackened, swollen.

"Back to the queen's mother, the arrow was poisoned, but the lower official has been solved, and there is no major problem, it will only take a few days to heal."

Hearing this, Empress Wenren breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, hurry up and send someone to chase the assassin, it's really bold!" ”

He Lan's expression was a little trance, this arrow was going to shoot her, the arrow was poisonous, and the other party wanted to kill her, which was not surprising at all.

Lonely Yao naturally knew it, he touched her head again, "Okay, we're tired for a day, let's go home." ”

Empress Wenren saw that He Lan's face was not very good, and she didn't stay for a long time, "Go back and have a good rest, you see that you have lost weight again, and the queen mother will send someone to bring you some fresh fruits from other countries to pay tribute." ”

"Thank you, Queen Mother." Heran smiled.

·

After tossing all day, He Lan was really tired, her stomach had begun to be heavy, she was wearing loose robes, and she was slender and slender, so she really couldn't see anything.

Lying down and gently stroking his bulging abdomen, Helan was slightly satisfied, and this feeling was very novel.

There's a little life in her belly, is she with Shanyao, does she look like her, or does she look like Shanyao?

Boy or girl?

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and it is gradually getting the taste of summer.

He Lan had to bask in the sun often for the sake of the child, she lazily lay on the beauty couch at the door, bathing in the sun, the whole person was full of a lazy smell, her skin was fair and red, and she looked tight.

Secretly raising a fetus, except for a few handmaidens who were close to him, no one knew, and during this time, Helan hid in the palace, eating the fruits sent by Queen Wenren, which was pleasant.

But her heart is always unsteady.

Because He Lan knew that their master was killed by 'her', and the two princes of the Eastern Kingdom were also killed by 'her'.

She can't do anything right now but try to keep her identity from being revealed.

At night, there is political affairs in the palace of Lonely Yao, and it is said that a large number of refugees have poured into the border of the eastern country, and the palace is in a hurry to discuss.

The candle flame flickered softly, and the dim light lengthened her shadow.

In front of the bronze mirror, He Lan was bare-chested, and the curvature of his bulging abdomen was very beautiful, but there was no trace of stretch marks.

But her face was not very good, and she held a dagger with a glowing light in her hand.

Leaning sideways to the bronze mirror, the cold dagger slowly moved to the position of her back, Helan closed his eyes and slid down fiercely!

After more than a dozen knives in a row, the lifelike water lilies on the back were unrecognizable, and all of them were stained with blood.

"Smack!"

The dagger fell, and He Lan looked at her smooth back in the bronze mirror with a white face, revealing a pale and weak smile.