The third master picked up a fox husband

Zhen Yi lifted the corner of his mouth and smiled, he looked at Yan Nanhao, "Your joy makes me sick. Yan Nanhao, every moment I'm with you, I wish I could die."

"You..." Yan Nanhao's face was livid with anger, "Zhen Yi, I just think you are too sad now, and I don't care about you."

"Hehehe..." Zhen Yi lowered his head and glanced at his little junior brother, the neck was still bleeding continuously, and his palms were wet.

Zhen Yi put down his junior brother and stood up, "If you really please me, give me your life."

"Zhen Yi, I'll tell you..." Before he could finish speaking, another mouthful of thick and hot blood sprayed onto his face.

Yan Nanhao's eyes widened, Zhen Yi's right hand gathered its claws together, and grabbed the left heart like steel, and everyone present could hear the scalp-numbing sound of flesh being stirred.

Thick and black blood gushed out of Zhen Yi's mouth continuously, and the last time he looked at Yan Nanhao, he was full of resentment and indifference.

"Zhen Yi..." Yan Nanhao's pupils reflected the scene of Zhen Yi's fall. At that moment, he felt that everything had lost its vitality, and there was no sound around him.

...

In the early morning of Qianyang Hall, the door was open, the lights were not lit, and the gauze tent was rattling by the wind.

Yan Nanhao sat on the couch with his head propped up, his face pale and numb.

There is no light in the eyes.

Dexi trotted in, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, morning..."

"Back." The voice was hoarse.

"Yes, Your Majesty..." Dexi pondered for a while before asking, "Someone came from the villa to ask how to deal with the body of Junior Brother Zhenyi..."

"Find a geomantic treasure and bury it properly."

Dexi took the order and was about to go down when he heard Yan Nanhao ask softly, "Dexi, tell me, did I do something wrong?"

De Xigong thought for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, no one is perfect, all choices are determined by fate."

"You know, I don't believe in fate." Yan Nanhao raised his hand to wipe off the cold liquid on his face, "I've already put down my dignity, pampered him again and again, and abandoned everything to treat him well. I told him that was Other people's conspiracy, how could I, how could I kill his little junior brother? Why, I would rather die than...won't stay by my side?"

Dexi lowered his eyes and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Your Majesty, please let me say a word, Daoist Master Zhenyi's younger brother, no matter who dies in the hands of Daoist Master Zhenyi, Daoist Master Zhenyi will not live alone Yes. As you know, for the sake of Daoist Zhenyi, the little Taoist priest has endured all the sufferings of the world, and a person who values ​​love and righteousness as Daoist Zhenyi can't accept this."

"..." Yan Nanhao was stunned for a long time, closed his eyes, and showed a smile on his lips, "I understand... But I won't let him die, even if I get to the Palace of the King of Hell, I will pull him away Come back. He has to live, and come alive to seek revenge."

"emperor…"

"Dexi, order people to act. I want Yun Jieduan to survive this year. And Yan Jingsheng, I will accompany him and play slowly!"

...

When Yan Jingsheng received the news of Junior Brother Zhenyi's death, about ten days had passed, and he snapped a picture of the letter, "What nonsense!"

His grandfather really played tricks, but what's the benefit of angering Yan Nanhao like this, do you expect the other party to collapse because of Zhen Yi's resentment?

And there is no news about Zhenyi now, whether he is dead or alive, I am afraid that no one except Yan Nanhao knows.

Yan Jingsheng was so angry that he kicked over the table directly, and Yingying who was holding the medicine bowl was so frightened that she almost lost the bowl cleverly.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Yingying, who was still in shock, asked hastily when she saw Yan Jingsheng's pale face.

"It's okay." After taking a few deep breaths, Yan Jingsheng calmed down. Looking out the window, Yan Jingsheng felt flustered.

What would Yan Nanhao do if he fought back like a mad dog?There are too many fetters on him. If a person has fetters, all his decisions may be manipulated.

"My lord, I've taken the medicine." Yingying put the medicine on the table, "No matter what happens, you have to rest assured, there is still a little prince."

"I know." At this time, he missed Liu Buyu more and more. If the other party was with him, he would feel much more at ease, but now, he didn't even know where Liu Buyu was.

The other party will not, it will really take hundreds of years to come back.

At that time, he might really die with hatred.

Thinking of this, the anti-fetal medicine in the bowl became even more bitter.

"Yingying, do you think he really won't come back?" Yan Jingsheng couldn't help asking when he put down the medicine bowl.

"My lord..." Yingying stirred her sleeves, "Why don't Yingying find you a good husband-in-law again? This servant thinks that the general who guards the city is good. He is also very considerate and considerate in his dealings with people." Unlike the Liu who speaks and does things, he can piss people off.

"Yingying, you are the one who has taken a fancy to her."

"No way!" Yingying blushed, "Slave, I just miss the prince, there is a caring person by my side..."

"Okay, I see, I'll sleep for a while." Yan Jingsheng refused Yingying's request, turned around and got on the bed.

...

Another three months passed in uneasiness, the imperial city was filled with blood and blood, and half of the Shoufu faction was lost.

Yan Jingsheng has always been very grateful to his father for letting him get out of it. Although there are still repercussions, temporary stability can still be sought.

In the morning of late autumn, Yan Jingsheng's eyelids kept twitching, and the little fox in his stomach wriggled restlessly.

He only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and he was so uncomfortable that he panicked.

But I asked the doctor to come and see, and said that I should not be able to give birth today.

All he could do was read a book to reassure himself until he received a letter.

The letter fell, staggered a few steps, and swept the teapot down.

Yan Jingsheng pursed his lips, his face turned pale in an instant.

Something happened to Yu Da.

There were traitors in the army, and there was no support at the critical moment, and the entire army was wiped out.

As for the general, he was captured by the rebels.The lieutenant general didn't try to rescue him, instead... he led his army back to Dongyue.

Yan Jingsheng was so angry that his whole body trembled, this is, there was a sudden severe pain in his stomach.

"Yingying!" Yan Jingsheng shouted, caught off guard by the pain, and fell to the ground.

"My lord!" Yingying came back and saw this scene, and hurried to Yan Jingsheng's side, trying to help him up before calling the doctor.

"Go, call the commander of the palace's guards!" Yan Jingsheng ordered while enduring the pain.

"My lord, this time shouldn't be..."

"Go!" Yan Jingsheng's eyes were red, and he pushed Yingying hard.

Although Yingying was anxious, she also knew that something happened to Yan Jingsheng that made her so anxious. She hurried out and quickly ordered the maid to come in to serve Yan Jingsheng and call the doctor, and then went to call for someone.

Yan Jingsheng drove everyone away, and talked with the guard commander for about a quarter of an hour before allowing them to enter.