The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Fu Ling'an stopped in front of Xiao Yanbao and glanced condescendingly at the little thing on the snow, whose face was pale and seemed to be about to freeze to death.

The dark pupils under the mask were filled with coldness, and the thin lips were slightly raised.

Even through the thin silver mask, he couldn't stop his coldness and coldness.

"Gu Yanbao?"

Xiao Yanbao blinked again, thinking he had seen it wrong.

Because he couldn't believe what he saw, the little guy didn't even hear what Fu Ling'an said.

And Fu Ling'an is not a patient person.

On the contrary, he is cruel, cruel and bloodthirsty.

As the king of Beiyuan Kingdom, since he ascended the throne at the age of seven, it is rumored that countless souls died at his hands.

There are even rumors that the floor tiles of Longqian Hall, the residence of Emperor Longyuan, the current king of Beiyuan Kingdom, are soaked in blood every day, so now the floor tiles have turned dark red.

Fu Ling'an flicked his sleeves, and the little words on the ground were thrown away like rags.

The small body hit a big tree trunk about ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

The lines in my mind were almost surging wildly.

But he was suppressed by Xiao Yanbao.

--no!

--Can't!

Lines don’t understand!

Lines are crazy!

But Xiao Yanbao is now becoming more and more skilled at how to suppress them.

The longer you suppress them, the little guy slowly figures out the rules.

As long as she doesn't agree, even if the threads are crazy, they can never fly out of her mind and hurt people against her request.

Xiao Yanbao fell to the ground, still in disbelief.

There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. The little guy forgot to continue pretending that his acupuncture points were sealed. He opened his mouth and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

With eyes full of confusion and faint joy, she raised her little head with difficulty to look at Fu Ling'an.

The little mouth covered in blood was trembling uncontrollably.

"Ah...Aniang~"

Fu Ling'an's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The two men in black didn't even see His Majesty's movements. His Majesty was already about ten meters away from Gu Yanbao.

Xiao Yanbao's neck hurt, and Fu Ling'an grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

"Auntie?"

Fu Ling'an's eyes were sinister and cold, and the murderous aura around him was almost solidified.

Xiao Yanbao didn't seem to notice it, his big eyes were full of admiration and attachment.

"Auntie..."

"Auntie!"

The little guy didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly started struggling.

While shouting "A'Niang" in surprise, she tried her best to hug Fu Ling'an's neck with her small hands.

Fu Ling'an was so disgusted that he threw her out again.

This time, Xiao Yanbao's head hit the big tree trunk next to him, and blood started to flow from his forehead.

The brain is dizzy.

The threads in her mind were still tightly imprisoned by her, like trapped animals.

Xiao Yanbao got up again after falling to the ground.

But the injury was too serious, and as soon as he got up, he fell back into the snow.

The blood soaked into the snow, like a bloody plum blossom blooming on the snow-white painting paper.

The cold wind howled and the snow fell heavily.

Xiao Yanbao was such a small person, with blood constantly spilling from his mouth, and his eyes were almost covered by the blood seeping from his forehead.

She persevered, but her slender hands were unable to support her little body.

The soft milky voice was filled with endless nostalgia and a bit of confusion. Together with more and more blood in his mouth, the cold wind blew into Fu Ling'an's ears.

"Aniang~"

"Aniang...I am Yanbao, wuwuwu...Aniang...don't you want Yanbao anymore...Aniang..."

The two men in black about ten meters away watched and listened, feeling a little unbearable in their hearts.

A three-year-old child, and he just lost his mother-in-law not long ago.

How pitiful!

But this poor little guy has touched His Majesty's bottom line.

Because Your Majesty looks like a boy and a girl, he is most afraid of being thought of as a woman.

I don’t know how many people die every year because of His stunning Majesty’s stunning face.

But Fu Ling'an remained unmoved.

His long, white fingers fell on the mask on his face, and he gently took it off.

The long eyebrows go into the temples, the thin lips are bright red, and a pair of sultry eyes are sarcastic and extremely dangerous, locking onto Gu Yanbao, who has more air coming out and less air coming in.

He squatted down, his crimson robe blending with the blood spit out by Xiao Yanbao.

"Yan Bao?"

He stretched out his other hand and gently pinched Gu Yanbao's white chin.

"What a fragile little thing! Originally, Gu wanted you to live for a while longer, so that Feng Qingli and Mu Ling could watch you die in front of their eyes!"

"But, Gu Yanbao, you are so good at seeking death!"

Xiao Yanbao, who was in a pool of blood, hugged Fu Ling'an's arm tightly with both hands, and her weak voice sounded like crying blood.

"Auntie..."

"Grandma is taking Yanbao away...Yanbao misses me so much...I miss my grandma so much...wuwuwu..."

After saying that, Xiao Yanbao closed his eyes, but hugged Fu Ling'an's arm tightly, even put his little face against it, and rubbed it affectionately.

Not far away, two men in black looked at them and quickly looked away.

This poor little guy will die an extremely miserable death.

His Majesty is not only violent and bloodthirsty, but also has a mysophobia.

The poor little one will be like those palace servants who accidentally touched the hem of His Majesty's clothes. He will be skinned and cramped by His Majesty, and die without a complete body.

The muscles at the corners of Fu Ling'an's mouth twitched violently, his eyelids twitched wildly, and his temples beat wildly.

"court death!"

He gathered his inner strength and withdrew his hand to only pat Gu Yanbao's Tianling Cap.

The skin of his wrist was accidentally scratched by Xiao Yanbao's nails, and the moment blood flowed out, Fu Lingan's whole body seemed to be frozen by something.

Xiao Yanbao had already closed his eyes.

The corners of the little guy's mouth were curled up, and even though his face was covered in blood, he couldn't hide his happiness.

"A'niang... A'niang is here to pick up Yan Bao and go with him..."

"Yan Bao, follow Auntie... and go..."

Xiao Yanbao relaxed her body and fell into the snow that was thicker than her small body.

Not hearing the children's shrill screams, the two men in black not far away who couldn't bear to look looked over in surprise and confusion.

Then I noticed something strange about His Majesty.

The two were shocked and ran over quickly.

"His Majesty?"

Fu Ling'an opened his mouth and blood spurted out.

Blood spurted all over Xiao Yanbao on the ground.

A shocking scene appeared.

The blood that spurted out seemed to be alive. It quickly merged with the blood spat out by Xiao Yanbao on the ground, and then flowed back quickly as if it had its own consciousness.

Following the wounds on Xiao Yanbao's body, it fell back into Xiao Yanbao's body.

Xiao Yanbao was unaware of anything.

With the last of his consciousness, he rubbed Fu Ling'an's hand affectionately, and then there was no movement.

The two men in black were stunned.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this..."

Fu Ling'an finally came to his senses amidst the sounds of "Your Majesty".

His pupils were as wide as possible, his eyes filled with disbelief.

There are no people in this world who can absorb his blood...unless they are blood relatives.

And he only has one blood relative in this world, and that is his biological sister Ji Yunwan.

But didn’t my sister marry into the Southern Xiang Kingdom and become the Queen of the Southern Xiang Kingdom, and she never gave birth to an heir?

What's going on with the child in front of me?

Do not!

Fu Ling'an suddenly remembered something.

My younger sister also became pregnant after marrying into Nanxiang Kingdom, but for some unknown reason she was unable to keep her pregnancy.

So could the truth be that the emperor of Nanxiang Kingdom, Shirakawa Rin, didn't like girls, so his sister secretly sent the child away after giving birth?

This child is most likely of my sister’s bloodline!

Realizing this, Fu Ling'an's blood froze almost instantly, as if he still couldn't believe it.

With shaking hands, he took out the snow-white handkerchief from his sleeves and quickly wiped Xiao Yanbao's stained face.

When Xiao Yanbao's delicate and beautiful little face was completely exposed, Fu Ling'an's pupils trembled.

His knees softened and he knelt directly in front of Xiao Yanbao, who was motionless.