Chapter two hundred and seven, the child is gone

As soon as Yao Xing opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Zheng leaning on the side of the bed and resting, and his hand subconsciously touched his stomach.

Sure enough, it was already flat, as if the previous bulge and the child's fetal movement were all a dream.

"You're awake, how is it still hurting?" Zhao Zheng was already asleep, and he was awakened as soon as Yao Xing moved.

Yao Xing looked at Zhao Zheng's bloodshot eyes, and tears had already fallen before he could speak.

Zhao Zheng hugged Yaoxing distressedly and comforted: "As long as you're fine." ”

Yaoxing suddenly cried: "If I had been more cautious and had not trusted them so much, our children might not have died!" ”

"It's not your fault, it's my gullibility to trust them. I will avenge our children, and I will kill them all! Zhao Zheng's tone proved that what he said was not angry, but really wanted to kill them!

Until now, Yaoxing is still puzzled: "Why? ”

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment, from the time Yao Xing was assassinated to the present, he didn't have time to interrogate those ink people, he only asked them to be pressed in prison and tortured, so he guarded Yao Xing wholeheartedly.

"Presumably, it was the remnants of the Six Nations again, allowing them to seize this opportunity!"

Yao Xing didn't think that this matter was so simple, it was not a trivial matter to destroy the Mo family, and now the remnants of the Six Kingdoms were still there, and they were wantonly slaughtering the Mo family, and Zhao Zheng was even more tyrannical and faint.

"I want to meet them, I must know why! I'm good to Su Han, he betrayed me, and I want to know the reason. Yao Xing endured the pain, and also went to the prison to meet those ink writers.

Zhao Zheng couldn't resist Yaoxing, so he had to put on a thick cloak for Yaoxing, and sat in a soft sedan chair to go to the prison.

Su Han and the others had already been beaten and bloody, and before Yao Xing saw them, the guards changed them into clean clothes, so as not to frighten Yao Xing.

When he saw Yaoxing sitting in Zhao Zheng's arms with a pale face, the worry in Su Han's eyes was a little less.

"Why did you harm me?" Yaoxing asked

"It's that bastard who acts without permission, and it has nothing to do with my Mo family!" Another ink man hurriedly shouted injustice, not because he was afraid of death, but because he didn't want Zhao Zheng to be angry with the entire Mo family because of this.

Yaoxing's eyes looked at Su Han, waiting for Su Han to give him an explanation. Su Han's expression during the banquet, Yao Xing didn't believe that he didn't know at all, otherwise why did he frown.

Su Han was looked at by Yao Xing for a while before he spoke: "He has always opposed the Mo family's return to Daqin, but this time his attitude suddenly changed greatly, and he came to Xianyang with him, I feel that it is wrong." Now it seems that the assassination plan has been prepared for a long time. ”

Zhao Zheng immediately roared: "Why don't you assassinate me, why assassinate the queen?" ”

Several ink artists, including Su Han, were speechless for some reason.

"What about my assassins?" Yaoxing asked

The guard reported: "The assassin was a little badly wounded and unconscious. ”

"Wake up, no matter what means, wake up!" Yao Xing's voice trembled

A few guards went to the cell next to him and dragged out a muddy man, and poured a scoop of cold water on him, but there was no response. After glancing at each other, they picked up the pliers on the top and aimed them at the only hand that was still intact.

"Ah~" After a scream, the man moved.

The guards grabbed him by the hair and made him kneel in front of Zhao Zheng and Yao Xing.

Zhao Zheng stared at him and asked, "Why did you assassinate the queen?" ”

The assassin was not afraid of death, and replied directly: "You have killed countless people, is it uncomfortable for your child's turn?" ”

(End of chapter)