Chapter 2 The son of the world is abandoned, and Zirou is a wonderful plan

But the prince took the lead and held Yu Rong in his arms. "Why are you so stupid... How can you be so... stupid..." The man in purple almost cried. He couldn't believe that he was determined to prevent the child from coming to the world, but he never thought that this woman would be so tough.

She... gave birth by herself. His body was cut out of shape, and his whole body was covered with blood. The red blood was red in his gauze, just like wearing a beautiful wedding dress.

Sadness, pain, regret, madness... He hugged her tightly, afraid that she would disappear the next moment.

"Xiao Qingci, you lost, but you still cried for me..." Yu Rong's hand slowly put his hand on the man's face.

It turned out that his name was Xiao Qingci.

"I don't allow you to leave... I have never given you this right. Even if I don't spoil you, I will never allow you to leave... Leng Yurong... Did you hear it?" Xiao Qingci's voice was domineering, angry and helpless, and finally became weak, low and gentle.

"Do you remember my bet with you on the night we got married? Xiao Qingci is the king of Yan who holds the power to kill. He has never been moved by anything for anyone, but there is one thing that you absolutely can't do... cough..." Yu Rong's eyes suddenly became very clear and bright.

"Just watching my Rong'er die..." Xiao Qingci held Yu Rong's face, took her words, and pulled out a faint smile on his tearful face, which was the sweetness of the memory.

"You see, I won the bet..." Yu Rong's weak face hung a happy smile and looked at Xiao Qingci peacefully, which was heartbreaking.

How long has he not seen such a smile? How long has it been since he couldn't even remember himself, from the moment he moved out of Taohuayuan? From the moment you decided to "no longer love her"? He was wayward and never saw her again.

"Yu Rong, I have to go first..." Her sad eyes turned to the child in Zirou's arms. "This child, you have to raise him well. You have to... tell him that his mother is very... very much..."

As soon as the last sentence fell, Yu Rong held Xiao Qingci's hand and fell heavily into his arms.

"Yong..."

"Miss..."

"Miss..."

The voices of the three people hovered over the Hibiscus Pavilion for a long time. Nanfeng and Zirou knelt on the ground like skeletons that had lost their souls.

The woman left, the woman he loved and hated, left his side ruthlessly. It was this evil seed that killed his beloved Yurong, and it was this evil seed who took away his favorite woman in his life.

Xiao Qingci cried and took a fierce look at the newborn baby beside him.

It is said that all the peach blossoms in the peach blossom garden withered that night, leaving only the dry branches. No matter how hard Xiao Qingci tried to plant after that, he did not bloom another petal, just like the soul of peach blossoms passing away with their owner Yu Rong.

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Chrmhua dian

"Miss, did you make the poison in the fetal medicine?" Nan Feng's angry eyes were like a sword, and his voice was as plain as before. The long sword pointed straight to Xiao Qingci, who was tall and gorgeous. The air of the whole body is full of the surrounding mantle cloth.

"So what..."

What is he talking about, so what??? What did he say? He said it so lightly. Yu Rong is dead. The only woman in the world who can bring him happiness and happiness is gone. Why is he not sad at all? Is it true? Doesn't he really love that woman? That woman would rather be abandoned in her country than grow old with her!!!

Nanfeng's hand holding the sword trembled with resentment. For a moment, if you didn't observe it carefully, you wouldn't notice it at all. And the unconcealed anger in his eyes is clearly visible.

"Your Majesty, you can save the life of the little son! Look at him, he is your biological son!" Zirou knelt heavily on the ground, and her beautiful little face was already crying. The little guy in his arms seemed to be really an angel who didn't know the fireworks in the world. He grabbed her hair hard and smiled at Xiao Qingci.

Hearing the child's voice, Xiao Qingci's rotten expression on Yaqin paused slightly.

"Wild seed! If you dare to have anything to do with me, I will let you bury the princess with him." Xiao Qing resigned.

Before Zirou could open her mouth again, Nanfeng's magic sword stabbed Xiao Qingci like a wind. At the moment when Nanfeng came out of the sword, the child in Zirou's arms suddenly cried. Xiao Qingci was not moved. He picked up the folding fan beside him and the sword of the low-end Nanfeng. Under a few moves, the strong and weak have been determined

"You? It's also worthy of protecting her..." Xiao Qingci snorted coldly, and the folding fan turned gently. The sword inserted in the fan was already in his hand. Then he waved his left arm hard and flew a few feet away, hitting the mahogany pillar on the right side of the hall.

Zirou's hand holding the child's arm immediately loosened and gently patted, "Oh, the son, don't cry, the son is good... don't cry..."

Sure enough, the child really stopped crying, but giggled at Xiao Qingci. The afterglow of the corners of Xiao Qingci's eyes glanced at the "evil seed". There were two round and large black grapes hanging on his pink little face, blinking, and his little mouth was very cute. And the high bridge of the nose is exactly the same as mine.

Suddenly, there was a sourness in his heart.

"Well, I'll keep this evil life for the time being. Don't you want me to die? I'm here waiting for you to avenge my princess. Xiao Qingci looked at Nanfeng lying on the ground with a strange smile, and the expression in his eyes was covered by the devilish smile.

Hearing this, Zirou sat on the ground heavily, looking at the bruise on the arm of the child in her arms, and the tears in her eyes could no longer help but begin to overflow.

Miss, did you see it? We won the bet. As you said, no matter when, the prince can't fail to love you... Miss...

"You guys go." Xiao Qingci never looked at them again. Facing the "Ten Thousand Horses Running Map" on the wall.

Zirou hugged the child and saluted the back with Nan Feng, and withdrew from the Chonghua Hall.

"Your Highness, why don't you kill that wild bastard and want them to leave?" Yaqin gently waved her small waist, and her green jade arms stroked Xiao Qingci's broad shoulders charmingly.

"My concubine, do you think I should kill both of them together?" Xiao Qingci changed into a strange smile.

"Your Majesty, you are kind and soft-hearted!" With that, her beautiful hand had retreated from Xiao Qingci's coat.

"My concubine thinks about me so much. It seems that I can't love you much!" Xiao Qingci held up the beauty's face with his index finger and squinted.

"Well...Your Highness..."

"I didn't expect you to love me so much. How about I ask you to bury the princess for me?" Xiao Qingci said lightly.

"Your Majesty, you are still so bad" Yaqin didn't seem to understand Xiao Qingci's meaning.

"What prince... Ha ha, you're joking with my concubine, aren't you?" Yaqin suddenly thought of something, picked up the clothes on the ground to cover her body that had already taken off half of her clothes, and smiled awkwardly.

"You don't want to?" Xiao Qingci blinked and looked at Yaqin gently.

"Well... No, my lord, how can you be willing to let Yaqin leave you?" The charming Yaqin came forward and took Xiao Qingci's arm and shook it coquettishly.

Xiao Qingci suddenly snorted coldly, and his face was dark. "I passed on the order of Wang Yi, the princess of Jin was cold and virtuous and virtuous. After being pregnant, she unfortunately gave birth to a child and died. I deeply regret it. All the concubines in the royal palace will be buried with the princess on the same day. There must be no mistake. After saying that, he didn't look at the blue-faced and surprised beauty, and left straight away.

From behind came Yaqin's sad begging for mercy, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, my lord... forgive me...

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The eighth year of Yushuo, March 21st.

In previous years, the State of Yan had already been full of flowers and green willows, which was full of vitality, but this year it was particularly cold, and today it was full of snowflakes.

Xiao Qingci lay elegantly on the bright yellow couch on the Yushuo Jiulong Tower, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"I see the Lord Jin..." Zirou half squatted and saluted, deliberately adding the word "Jin", which was what they called when the princess had not yet married. In seven days, in just seven days, he seemed to have been much more capable, and he was no longer the little maid who followed the princess at the beginning.

The person on the bed took a breath and did not open his eyes or speak.

"When the young lady was alive, she named her son Xiao Yeyu, which is taken from 'bells and drums, orchestral Yeyu'. The young lady hopes that when the son grows up, he can be an upright and upright and good man." The person on the couch still didn't speak. His chest fluctuated slightly and exhaled, but Zirou knew that he was not asleep and could hear what she was saying.

Is this person really a devil? Why is he thinking about something in his heart that never shows his color? Why does she never reveal her sadness in front of anyone except the young lady?

After Zirou retreated, Xiao Qingci suddenly opened his eyes. He was as smart as Zirou. Sure enough, he was right. This person was ignoring her existence in Hongguoguo.

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Snowflakes are still fluttering, and every inch of the land of Yan is covered with white.

Zirou took the little Yeyu in Nanfeng's hand. Her pink little face turned red with cold, her little mouth pouted with small blisters, and her two small hands restlessly stretched out and grabbed it up.

Zirou followed Xiao Yeyu's hand, and Xiao Qingci was standing on the Yushuo Pagoda and looking at them. It's too far away to see his expression clearly. But in response to this scene, you can feel that his figure is extremely desolate and desolate.

Zirou looked deeply at the lonely back and turned around and hugged the child into the carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, she closed her eyes tightly, and the warm ** flowed down from her cheeks: Miss, did you see it? We are going back to Huai with our little son.