Minister Family’s Black Belly Woman

Although he believed his wife-in-law in his heart, Baili Junyi's eyes looked at the two seriously and wrongly, and his inner strength was ready to go. Once he found something wrong, he went straight and cut that heart into his palm!

The sounds of the inch-hearted musicians are changeable, sometimes sad and sometimes joyful, causing people around them to follow the joys and sorrows, while Shen Ninghua's piano sounds are much smoother, clear and cold, not alienated, charming, not independent, nor follow the waves. It is not a magnificent one, but it will never be closed-minded.

Prince An's eyes flashed, and her eyes were full of smiles. Shen Ninghua's piano sound had been completely suppressed. As long as she stepped back and disrupted the rhythm, she would be defeated directly. At that time, let Baili Junyi live a fool's life.

Bai Lijun's heart was tense, and the internal force on his palm was almost out of control. If he didn't see Shen Ninghua's complexion and no sign of hesitation, he would have shot it with one hand. What about Yu Qian's misfortune? His wife and child lacked a piece of hair, and he let his heart pay for it!

The mood of the crowd was completely controlled by Qin Yin, and the two of them had their own experiences.

Shen Ninghua felt the arrogance on the opposite side, like a turbulent wave, and when it came out, it was shocking and shattered.

The Cunxin musician is even more uncomfortable. He has experienced a firm playing, but no one has ever given him the feeling of being flattened, broken, driven away, or scattered.

The sound of her piano is extraordinarily flat, but it is such a characteristic piano sound, but it is as if the current is pervasive, making his mood turbulent and difficult to calm down.

Shen Ninghua's fingers fiddled with the strings, and her past with Baili Junyi appeared in front of her eyes. The encounter that fell under the valley at first, then the heart-warming fight, then the cooperation without heart, and finally the promise of knowing each other, and now the children are full and heart-to-heart, she walked step by step, experienced many, and gave up Many, fortunately, he accompanied him along the way. Now thinking about it, there are no more regrets.

Cunxin only felt that the sound of the piano from Shen Ninghua suddenly changed, and the sound was more ethereal and indifferent. The feeling of no sorrow and joy was pressing on his head, and no matter how hard he tried to turn the waves, he couldn't shake her.

So, I'm sorry. Thinking, the sound of his piano suddenly changed, and his voice was much softer, but it penetrated into the heart of the person like a filament, and he would not stop without digging out the secret of the heart.

Prince An closed his eyes and forced himself not to listen or to think. He had already seen the means of being attentive, and now he knew how to take precautions.

But Bu Tinghe and Bu Jinglan were not so lucky.

At this time, Bu Tinghe's expression was slackened, and the hate of dense fog gradually rose up in her eyes. She stared at Shen Ninghua playing the piano, wishing to slap his flesh directly.

However, Bu Jinglan's face was constantly distorted. For a while, the look was vicious and evil, and then innocently bewildered. The two faces continued to change and looked extremely distorted.

Even the farthest Baili Qingcang and Zhao Huiying were affected.

Prince An had a pain in his chest, but felt that his chest was bleeding with blood. He opened his eyes and looked at Cunxin in horror. What was going on? His piano sound hadn't been so magical before, did he hide it before?

Shen Ninghua's brows frowned, a pair of cold black eyes suddenly looked at Cunxin Musician. The black eyes were like stars, but with heavy pressure.

Seeing her eyes, Cincinnian only felt that her chest was hit by something. She spit out blood and was forced to interrupt her.

Shen Ninghua retracted her eyes, but the movement in her hand did not stop. Instead, she played a Yangchun song. The lively sound of the piano made everyone smile unconsciously, as if there was a spring breeze and the sun coming. The dark side hooked by the sound of music pressed down.

The sound of the piano stopped, Shen Ninghua's fingers covered the strings in vain, and the ending sound was cleaned. She lifted her eyes and looked at Cunxin Musician: "You lost."

An inch of heart lay on the piano, blood stained on his chest, red shocked: "Why?"

"Poetry, poetry, poetry, calligraphy, painting, calligraphy, and calligraphy are all about cultivating sentiment. When you investigate the highest level of the sound of the piano, the more you pursue it, the more biased you are. You are studying to cause the darkness of the heart, so the music you play is not as good A three-year-old kid is a bit nice to fiddle with. "

Inch heart idiotic raised his head stupidly, and those clear eyes gradually faded away, as if his eyes were dry.

Shen Ninghua didn't care about him, she saw Bai Lijun Yi smiling and watching her, and she couldn't help raising a smile on her lips. If it wasn't for Bai Lijun Yi, I'm afraid she would take a straggly path like a musician of the heart. Finally, in retrospect, my life was like a dead wood, empty and silent, without life.

Prince An suddenly stood up, walked quickly to the side of Cunxin, and then looked angrily at Shen Ninghua: "Princess Zhaohua, even if you play the piano, why hurt your life?"

Shen Ninghua turned her head, taunting with a hint of eyes: "The original musician of Cunxin was already ruined, didn't Prince An had forced me to play a test with him, did this trigger his old illness? Everything else depends on others , Think about yourself first. "

Prince An's eyes were sharp as a sword, and his mouth was rebuked. Cunxin coughed, grabbing his hand, and spit out blood with a big mouth: "Prince Ann ... was losing."

He struggled to stand up and bowed deeply to Shen Ninghua: "Thank you for your enlightenment, Princess Zhaohua." After that, he passed out suddenly.

Prince An quickly supported him, his face gloomy and said: "The emperor, temporarily find a place to let the Xinxin musician rest for a while. If it is convenient, please find two great doctors to help him. After all, his reputation is still great in the people. . "

Bai Liqing Cang nodded, looking at Prince An's expression, but he took a lot of seriousness. He must have heard the sound of the virtuous piano, and knew the effect, but he had to compare with Hua Hua, it seems that he is really indignant, if not China has a sense of size, how many people can still have peace of mind?

"Well, let Chen Yuanzheng go and look at it for help." Although I was anxious to immediately drag out my heart and kill him, I still cannot act lightly.

Bu Tinghe's face was worried: "If Princess Zhaohua's medical skills are not good, it is better to ask the princess to lend a helping hand."

Shen Ninghua frowned sharply and looked at the past: "Princess Wen He, you will soon marry Brother Three Emperor. You should study a lot of etiquette matters, no matter what my identity is, see a man alone What the **** is that? Is n’t Da Yueguo such a man and a woman? ”

Bu Tinghe's face turned violently. She knew that what she had just said was extremely taboo, but she had just been attracted by the sound of the piano musician, especially the new hatred of Shen Ninghua, which made it difficult for her to control her emotions: " I'm just talking, if you want to die, then forget it. "

"Princess Wen He said cautiously that the musicians with a long mind were short of time. Furthermore, in such a situation, he has already seen life and death, so you don't need to worry about him."

"Where do I worry for him, I just talk about it."

"What do you think about that is your problem, don't get involved with this princess!" Shen Ninghua's voice was severe, but she was so cold and noble that she could not help but wince and did not dare to give the slightest offense.

Bu Tinghe's face turned from green to red, and suddenly she covered her stomach and mourned, "Oh, my stomach hurts, father, save me ..."

Prince An couldn't care less about the musician, and walked quickly to Bu Tinghe: "Ting He, what's wrong with you?"

The three princes also got up anxiously and hurriedly ran over: "What's wrong, is it going to be born? Taiyi, Taiyi come and see."

Chen Xuan came over quickly, reached out to detect her pulse, her face suddenly changed: "This ..."

The three princes looked irritable: "What's wrong, but what's the matter?"

Chen Yanmei wrinkled her heart tightly and said to Bai Liqing Cang: "Back to the Emperor, Wei Chen gave Princess Wenhe a pulse, and felt her pulse was restless, and her blood was lost. This child is afraid of premature birth." Moreover, even if born, I am afraid that I will not live long. He didn't say this sentence, after all, this child is a royal bloodline, and he said it might be cursed.

"Premature birth? This child is only eight months old." Bai Liqing Cang's face was hard to look at. "Come, prepare the palace and declare the birth."

Seven or eight live, seven-month-old children may live prematurely, but eight months can be dangerous.

Prince An's face was completely dark, and now he was regretful in his heart. Why did he forget his daughter in order to give Shen Ninghua ugliness, and if he did not play with care, Bu Tinghe would not be born prematurely!

This child has high hopes. If something goes wrong, wouldn't their plan be empty?

Bu Tinghe couldn't stand the pain, and clutched the sleeves of the three princes: "Your Highness, save our children, ah, I hurt so much."

Originally, she and Bu Jinglan had negotiated. If there is any problem with this child, then find a child from Dayue Kingdom to replace it. Who ever thought that she was born prematurely, and that she was still born in the palace. If she was not disturbed by the sound of his piano, she would not suddenly give birth prematurely.

Bu Tinghe was so anxious in her heart that her thoughts quickly turned.

She did not tell Bu Jinglan and Prince An on the specific circumstances of this child. They all considered the child to be extremely healthy, but in fact, she sought a lot of doctors and said that the child was extremely dangerous. Even if it was not a stillbirth, it was difficult. Raise.

In this case, then it is not forbidden to use the child in the end, nor to waste his birth into his own belly:

If the child's death is laid on Shen Ninghua, even if she can't be killed, she will be able to peel off the skin!

Thinking, she suddenly turned her head to look at Shen Ninghua: "Princess Zhaohua, you are Xiangrui and you know medicine, please save the child in my stomach."

Shen Ninghua's eyes flashed coldly: she was going to drag herself into the water, and depending on Chen Ye's look, it was very likely that the child would be stillborn. Could the Prince An and the three princes give up?

Bu Tinghe was sore and sweaty, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright and faint with madness: Shen Ninghua, this time you settled!