Golden Age Legitimate Fei

312. Pregnant

"Four... Four Brothers?"

Ye Liuying looked at Xu Qingbai in front of himself. A long sword passed behind him. The blood slid down the tip of the sword on the robes of the glaze. A drop of water fell on her jade. On the face.

"Glass..." Xu Qingbai had some helpless smiles, and the clear pain that came from him made him convulsions. Behind the Qin Feng finally pulled out his hand, but he saw the scene that made him frightened and stunned. He easily escaped from the long sword in the hands of one person and waved toward the man. The assassin who originally wanted to pull the sword and make up a sword was immediately divided into two sections by Qin Feng’s sword.

"Wang Hao! Four sons!" Seeing this incident, other guards have also gathered here. In fact, this is also their mistake. After all, Wang Hao’s skills are obvious to all. Therefore, most of them pay attention to killing the enemy, but they did not expect Wang Hao to have an accident. At this time, these guards came together and narrowed the encirclement. Although it was not good for killing these assassins, it was difficult for these assassins to rush over.

Qin Feng glanced around and asked before: "Wang Hao, you..."

Ye Li bit his lip and said: "I am fine, how about the fourth brother?"

Qin Feng also saw it, the assassin did not hurt Wang Hao, most of the blood on Wang Hao was Xu Qingbai. However, Xu Qingbai has already fallen into a semi-conscious state, and he has fixed his mind. Qin Feng carefully examined the injury of Xu Qingbai, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He ordered a few acupuncture points on Xu Qingbai’s body: “There was no stab, but the four sons bleed. More, or to stop bleeding as soon as possible, or it will be ..." But they are surrounded by the assassin at this moment, they simply can not rush out.

"The subordinates have already put a signal, the city guards will soon arrive." Looking at the pale face of Ye Li, Qin Feng whispered.

Ye Zi nodded, carefully holding Xu Qingbai so that he would not let his wounds with the sword hit and then bleed.

The guards of the palace in the city were not satisfied, and soon the brigade arrived. The leaders are Feng Zhiyao and Xu Qingfeng. Xu Qingfeng entered the encirclement and saw Xu Qingbai, who was covered in blood, suddenly red eyes. "Four brothers! Glass..."

"Wang Hao, the four sons..." Feng Fengyao, who followed closely, was also tight. When he saw that the glass was safe, he was relieved. Originally, he and Xu Qingfeng were free to rest in the station, but did not expect to see the signal released by Qin Feng, and quickly rushed to the scene with a horse but it was already **** and chaotic. In the eyes of Feng Zhiyao, the cold mans are finished, "kill! Leave two live mouths!"

Seeing Feng Zhiyao and Xu Qingfeng, Ye Li also breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel black in front of him. I grabbed Xu Qingfeng in one hand: "Three brothers, send the four brothers to the medical hall... Go!" Xu Qingfeng nodded his face and said, "I know." He leaned over and picked up Xu Qingbai, carefully avoiding the sword and standing up. Several guards walked out under the protection of the guards. Ye Li also stood up under the support of Feng Zhiyao and Qin Feng, but the body that had been feeling severely discomfort just now felt relaxed and cold, and fell to the ground with a black head.

"princess?!"

"Ali!" A cry of cold voice came from the corner of the street, and a horse on the street rushed fast. Immediately, a white figure swept a sword across the air, and several of the nearest assassins from Yeli were all hurt by the sword and a **** trace fell to the ground.

Ink repaired to the ground, his face was gloomy and he took the glass from the hands of Feng Zhiyao. The anxious road: "Ali...Ali..." While reaching out to explore the pulse of the glass, but always holding the bloodthirsty swordsman I didn’t shake the person underneath. At this time, my fingers shook slightly and I couldn’t touch the pulse. Therefore, the beauty of the face can not help but reveal an anxious and gloomy look, there is a violent temperament between the eyebrows. Feng Zhiyao looked wrong, and quickly said: "Wang Ye, Wang Hao is not injured. Just fainted." In fact, without the pulse, I can see that the glass of the glass is still stable, but the ink repair is chaotic, even in the slightest I don't understand.

The ink repaired it, and it seemed to finally calm down, and the eyes flashed a bit of clarity. This is to re-establish the wrist of the glass, although he does not understand but the basic veins of the martial arts or the out of the number. I really felt that the veins of the leaves were stable and I was not poisoned by any internal injuries. The complexion was slightly relieved. Feng Zhiyao added another sentence, said: "The subordinates have already ordered people to bring the doctor over, and the prince is better to put Wang Hao in the first place."

"Wang Ye, there is only rest in the garden. It is better to send Wang Hao to the place for temporary placement." Mrs. Sun came over and her face was pale. Today, there is such a thing here. If Wang Hao is fine, if there is anything, no matter whether he has a relationship with the Sun family, the Sun family can’t escape. So even though Mrs. Sun’s own legs and feet are still scared, she has to come and talk.

Ink repaired and picked up the glass, and looked at Mrs. Sun with a faint look, and lifted her foot and walked inside the garden.

The doctor did not come slowly. Mo Xiuzhen was just placed by Mrs. Sun with a small building in the garden. The Qin Feng and Feng Zhiyao outside the door had already come in with a doctor. These two doctors were not the military doctors in the Wangfu Mojia army, but the doctors who came from the nearby medical halls after the orders of the defenders were inked. The two were suddenly held up to this point, and they were equally scared. When I saw a white-haired, dark-skinned ink repairing man sitting on the edge of the bed, I couldn’t help but sit on the floor with a soft leg.

Mrs. Sun quickly pulled the two people together: "The two doctors, I will give Wang Hao a diagnosis."

It was her reminder that the two doctors had come back. Some hands and feet went softly to the bed, but I couldn’t see the ink repairs sitting on the edge of the bed. Ink repaired a sigh, and looked at the two doctors for a moment before they stood up and let the bedside position.

Although these two doctors are not unreasonable characters, but there are people in the medical center, and the news is naturally not closed. At this time, I naturally guessed where the woman lying on the bed was Wang Hao, and I couldn’t help but be more cautious about the ink repairs. The upper and the second turns took the veins for the glaze, and the relatives looked at each other and exchanged their eyes for the diagnosis. The ink repairing behind him did not have such good patience. He asked: "How is Ali?"

A doctor frowned and took the pulse. It seemed that he finally confirmed it and arched his hand toward the ink repairing companion: "Wang Ye please be relieved, and Wang Hao is not a big problem."

The face of Ink repair did not get better, and Shen Sheng asked: "This king is asking why Wang Hao is unconscious!"

The old man was scared and quickly said: "Return... Go back to the prince, Wang Hao has been pregnant for three months. The reason why he was unconscious... It was because the Xiaoshizi in the belly of the genius was frightened..."

"What do you say?!" Everyone was a glimpse, and ink repaired and asked the doctor's clothes. The doctor was scared and said nothing. The doctor next to him said: "Returning to the prince, Wang Hao is indeed pregnant, the other... has not suffered any damage..."

In the room, Feng Zhiyao and Mrs. Qin Fengsun were relieved, and the heart was even more happy. Feng Zhiyao rescued the poor doctor who was about to be cut off by ink repair, and said to Mo Xiu: "Wang Ye, congratulations to the prince. Ding Wangfu has to add a small child." God came to the bed and sat down, staring at the sleeping man on the bed. Feng Zhiyao shrugged helplessly and turned around to communicate with the doctor. "Wang Hao really has nothing to do? When can I wake up?"

The doctor whispered: "Wang Hao was frightened and not very light, mainly because the small child had a weak fetal interest, but he was afraid of being scared. Wang Hao fell into a deep sleep and protected the small child. The grass-roots will open several anti-medication drugs and tranquil medicine to Wang Hao. Take it. Up to two or three days, Wang Hao will definitely wake up."

Feng Zhiyao looked at the two doctors solemnly and asked: "Two confirmed?"

The two doctors helplessly nodded their faces and said: "The grass people promised that Wang Hao is really fine. It is said that Wang Hao is also a very good body. If there is such an accident today, the ordinary woman... I am afraid that the child is extremely difficult to keep. Wang Hao only slightly moved the tires this time, and did not get in the way." Feng Zhiyao just nodded with satisfaction and said: "So good, these days, I will bother the two doctors to stay in Dingwangfu to look after Wang Hao. Of course. Dingwangfu will also give two satisfied medical consultations."

The two doctors also knew that they did not have room for rejection. They only had to nod and agreed to come down. They were sent by Feng Xiaoyao to go to the prescription.

After waiting for the medicine to settle down, I was still asleep, but the face of Ye Liu was obviously getting better. The inky face of Ink has been a little warmer. When the phoenix came to tell all the assassins that they had already won, the ink repairing party carefully took the horns and pulled them up to go out.

In the outer hall, Mrs. Sun still waited there to dare to leave. When I saw the ink repair, Mrs. Sun went up and stepped down to the ground and said: "Sun Yu's pleading for the prince to sin."

Ink repaired a slap, faintly said: "In one hour, I will tell the king of the assassin's whereabouts. Can't do it..." Not waiting for the ink repair, Mrs. Sun quickly said: "Thank you, Wang Ye, you understand. "After the ink repair, I hurriedly turned and went out."

Mo Xiuqi walked out of the door and glanced at the Qin Feng Zhuo Jing and Lin Han who stood at the door. Shen Sheng said: "The crime of default, when Ali wakes up, the king will care about you again. If it is Ali again What happened..." Qin Feng said awkwardly: "The subordinates are leading the life." Mo Xiu slammed and sighed, and Zhuo Jing and Lin Han, who stood beside him, sighed. Zhuo Jing reached out and patted Qin Feng’s shoulder. It is comfort, and I quickly followed Lin Han to follow up with ink repair.

At this time, in the Sunjiahuayuan, although the number is quite large, the atmosphere is dignified and daunting. On the open space next to the Garden Court in the Garden, the ladies who came to the party were all detained here. The Xiling Imperial City in September has been a bit cold, but these noble ladies and grandfathers face the expressionless Mojiajun soldiers. They stood in the cold wind for more than one hour but no one dared to cry.

Bai Qingning’s lost soul fell to the side of Mrs. White, and Mrs. White’s standing outside was also scared. The mother and the daughter are sitting in the crowd one by one, because the other people are not much better than them. Not to mention the assassins who were arrested by the guards of Wangfu not far away, and even those who were familiar with them after the face towel was removed. Those who are keen on current events clearly feel the wind and rain.

"See Wang Ye." In the awe-inspiring tribute of the guardian of the royal palace, Mo Xiu squatted in a white coat, and the long white hair fluttered in the breeze. Somehow, people could not help but produce a kind of chill. . Ink did not go to see the group of scared son-in-law, but turned his attention to several assassins who were overwhelmed by the ground, and asked: "What identity?"

Feng Zhiyao whispered: "Qi Yu Wang Ye, has been checked out. Different identities, this one is the guard of the Xiling Yulin Army, and there is also a small official of the Ministry of Military Affairs, all of whom are from the old people of Xiling."

"Very good..." Ink whispered whispered, looking down at the ground and being broken by the leg bones on the ground, but still glaring at his young man with resentful eyes. Kneeling down, Mo Xiu raised one hand and lifted the young man's face, and smiled lightly: "Xiling family? The courage is not small..."

"Ink repair, you want to occupy the Xiling Imperial City, Zhennan Wang will come back!" The young man roared.

Ink repair is not angry, "Lei Zhenhao? Pity... In the eyes of Lei Zhenxuan, the Xiling Imperial City does not seem to be so important. But you can rest assured that this king can satisfy the wish that the king will definitely put the thunder of Lei Zhenduo in the future. Sprinkle on the streets of the Xiling Imperial City and trample on it. As for now... still worry about yourself." After listening to the words, the young man looked distorted, and the sternum was inwardly recessed into the lips. The side also began to spit out the bleeding.

"Ink repair, you...you can't die! You still have glazed-?!" The words behind have not been exported. The young man's body suddenly went out in the back, and even flew over many people and ran straight. The wall in the distance. Only heard a heavy muffled sound, the wall was already stained with dark red blood. The body of the young man slipped to the ground and softened into a group, and he had already lost his voice. "I don't know how to live!"

The garden was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at the white-haired man standing in front of him, as if standing in front of him was not the handsome prince who was famous in the world but the evil spirit Shura from hell.

Ink repair did not go to see the body of the man in the corner, looked down at the other assassin, smiled and said: "The guardian of the Imperial Army? The Xiling Emperor wants you to assassinate the king of Ali?"

Just being so scared, even the sacred guardian of the Yulin, who is known as Xiling, could not help but be a bit chilly.

"It's my own idea, it has nothing to do with others. To kill, you must listen to the respect!" Strongly endured the chill of the heart, Yulin guards bite the teeth.

Ink repaired nodded, "very good, have a bone. This king is full of you. Dai!"

Hearing the words, the man widened his eyes. "No... you can't!"

"That king will let you quietly whether the king can do it." Mo Xiuqi calmly smiled, "Feng San, did people bring it?" Standing next to Feng Xiaoyao, watching the ink and self-consciousness, the heart Slightly sighed, covering the eyes of the worry nodded: "Qi Yu Wang Ye, all the Assassin tribes who have found identity have been waiting outside the door to wait for disposal."

Ink quietly said: "Kill it."

"No! King, you can't do this!" In the crowd, Princess Lingyun stood up and screamed at the ink repair.

Ink repaired his disdain and licked his lower lip and said: "This king does not need you to tell the king how to do it." Princess Lingyun sighed: "They are the courtiers of Xiling, you have no right to dispose of the palace."

Feng Zhiyao stepped forward and stopped Princess Lingyun from laughing: "They are assassins who stab the king of the king, and the king has the right to decide how to deal with it." Princess Lingyun could not help but arguing: "But their people are innocent." Feng Zhiyao snorted and looked at Princess Lingyun with great interest: "The assassination of the king of the king, it is not too much to say that the sin of the nine people is not too much? Not to mention the fact that the palace is only a family of three, which is considered to be the face of the Xiling Emperor."

Princess Lingyun’s face is ugly, and the identity of these assassins is not high, and it can even be said to be inconspicuous. However, none of their families are from the Xiling family, most of whom follow the Zhennan Wangfu. What's more, the marriage between the powers of the elites is also the people who come and go. The power of the three ethnic groups to come down to the Xiling Imperial City is at least more than half. The power of the Zhennan Wangfu can be said to be completely destroyed. Compared with her own weak father who is not contentious, Princess Lingyun has always respected her uncle, Lei Zhenduo. Her relationship with the Zhennan Wangfu is also quite good. Naturally, she does not hope that Lei Zhenduo’s power in the Imperial City will be completely destroyed by ink repair.

"Even so, this matter should also be told that my father is doing the disposal." Princess Lingyun said.

Feng Zhiyao sneered a sigh: "Xiling Imperial City is now the king's palace, and your Xiling royal family is only temporarily staying here. When does the owner have to ask the guests?"

"You...you are shameless!" Princess Lingyun had nothing to say, but she had to scream.

Feng Zhiyao turned a blind eyelessly, and was about to open a few words of Princess Lingyun. A white shadow like the wind passed by, and the face of Lingyun, who was still arrogant, had been stuck in his neck and his eyes turned white. The ink repairs are condescending, and the look is indifferently staring at the delicate woman with the makeup. The voice is like a cold wind. "When is this king's thing your turn? You thought... You are the Princess of Xiling, can you be fine?"

Princess Lingyun was stuck in her neck by ink repair, and she almost couldn’t breathe. The hard road said: "I don't care... I, giggling..." Mo Xiu has no mercy, and Princess Lingyun used all her strength to make a statement. In complete words, I can only feel that my breathing is getting more and more difficult, and my heart almost wants to burst.

“How many people are you brought here? Um?” asked Mo Xiuzhen.

Princess Lingyun’s face changed, and her eyes were horrified. The frightened handsome face of the ink-fixing smile, but in his deep eyes, saw the undisguised killing, "No..." This is the last word that Princess Lingyun spit out, only in the eyes of the public. Seeing that Lingyun, who was still arguing loudly, slipped silently to the ground, and her lips were far from overflowing.

"Ah?!" I don't know who finally couldn't stand the horror of the eyes and screamed. In the flower garden, there was a noisy scene, and the son-in-law who was present fell to the ground and begged for mercy. Even the identity of Princess Lingyun is not hesitant to say that killing will kill, let alone them?

"Shut up!" Feng Zhiyao glanced at the noisy crying noise, obviously some impatient ink repair, and quickly snarled.

When he was so stunned, the cry stopped. Ink repaired and walked to the chair that had already been placed not far away, and his eyes slowly fell on the white mother and daughter who were shrinking in the crowd. When Bai Qingning noticed that Mo Xiu’s eyes fell on her, he immediately involuntarily fought a chill, and tried to go to Mrs. White as much as possible. After the last thing, there is still a little bit of what is in her heart. At this time in her mind, the king is obviously more terrible than the sinister evil spirits. If she can leave here immediately, she only hopes that she will never see this person again in this life.

"Bai Qingning?" Mo Xiu screamed faintly, and there was no trace of anger in the voice.

At the scene of the chaos, Mrs. Bai did not see what Bai Qingning did. Although she was extremely afraid of ink repair at this time, she only took the fancy to see her own daughter, and quickly reached out and pushed Bai Qingning. Bai Qingning trembled and shook his head and hid behind Mrs. White. Feng Zhiyao, standing next to Mo Xiu, waved his hand to the side, and the two guards stepped forward to Bai Qingning to the front of Mo Xiu.

Ink repaired and carefully looked at Bai Qingning for a long while before he said: "It looks good."

It is clearly praised, but it is like a reminder in Bai Qingning’s ear. I remembered that Mo Xiuzhen also praised the two assassins very well, with bones and the like, and Bai Qingning’s face was paler than paper. Trembling and sitting on the ground, Bai Qingning endured fear: "Wang Ye... Xie Wangye praised..."

Ink repaired with a sneer, "This king did not praise you, the king's love is unconscious because of you, you are so bold!"

"No!" Bai Qingning yelled: "It's none of my business! I don't... I didn't do anything!" She did not do anything, yes, she pulled a glass, but it was an accident, she The person who wants to pull is not Ye Li. What's more, she just wants to live. In such a scene, she has no power in her hands. Is it wrong to want to live?

“Nothing is done?” Mo Xiujing stared at her. Bai Qingning nodded and said: "Yes, it's not my business. I didn't do anything!"

"Nothing is done... Damn it!" In the eyes of Mo Xiu, he was suffocated, disgusted and even hated and stared at Bai Qingning, and his tone was gentle. "You are next to Ali, why not block her?"

Bai Qingning was speechless. Was it not one of the reasons for the death of Wang Shuo in the eyes of Ding Wang? Do not! Bai Qingning shook his head again and again, and his heart raised an unwilling anger.

Why? Why should she not swear by the sword? Why should she be a weak woman with a hand-free force to block a sword for a person who has martial arts and has nothing to do with her? She just wants to live, is it wrong?

"No! I don't accept it!" Bai Qingning screamed.

------Off topic ------

Well~ Bai Qingning, this girl is really unlucky, and the **** horse is called cannon fodder. This is the cannon fodder. Maybe she had had that idea at that point, but she couldn't even get the idea. If she is not cannon fodder, after today, it is definitely the ink repair, the farther the better~