rich little concubine

Along the way, Ji Ziyang urged Ran Mofeng to hurry back to the imperial city. There are still about two days to go, but it seems too late.

I want to take a look at the former Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, then take a look at the flowery streets of the imperial city, and Xiao Luo who has been separated for a long time, but it's too late.

The red line on the fingertips is only an inch away, and sometimes the separation comes so unexpectedly.

Sighing softly, his fingers slowly slid across the sleeping face of the man beside him, the narrow eyebrows, the high nose, the thin lips, he engraved all these in his heart, and then touched the other's lips Up and down the last kiss.

One kiss means lovesickness, one kiss means farewell.

He was suddenly grabbed around his waist, but Mo Feng had actually woken up a long time ago, and he stayed up all this time so as not to disturb Ji Ziyang, but he didn't know that this little thing would move his face wantonly.

It wasn't until the other party kissed him that he couldn't help but opened his eyes and deepened the kiss.

"Why did you wake up so early today?" It was still dark outside, and Ji Ziyang usually slept until the sun was high.

"Of course I won't be able to fall asleep if I sleep too much," Ji Ziyang lowered his head and panicked casually, a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

There was rustling wind outside, accompanied by a whirring sound, and with a ding, something obliquely inserted into the edge of the carriage window, penetrating three points into the wood, startling the corner of the curtain and blowing cold wind in.

Then Mo Feng twisted his eyebrows, opened the curtain, and saw a hidden weapon on the edge of the window, and it was only a hair's breadth away from the window.Injected, and aimed at Ji Ziyang.

A black shadow flashed past in the distance and jumped into the forest. He was supposed to live in a restaurant, but Ji Ziyang felt tired and didn't want to be jolted, so he slept in the open air in the wild in the carriage.

But who dares to be so bold, under the current situation, there are still people who will be unfavorable to Ji Ziyang.

In the imperial city, other countries, and now, who doesn't know that the concubine of King Zhenbei is the most important thing in the heart of King Zhenbei, and the key to killing Ji Ziyang is to be an enemy of Ran Mofeng, and the only way to end is death.

"I'll go back as soon as I go." Then Mo Feng jumped off the carriage, ordered all the guards to surround the carriage, and ran towards the direction where the black shadow disappeared.

If he had been able to look back at that time, he would have found the reluctance in Ji Ziyang's eyes. If he had thought a little more, he might have been able to accompany the person he loved the most to the last moment.

But, some things are not predictable.

As strong as he is, there are unexpected times, and when the matter of life and death comes to an end, there is nothing he can do about it.

Lao Luo carried the medicine box on his back, got off from another carriage, and headed towards Ji Ziyang's carriage. Naturally, the guards would not stop him when they saw the genius doctor.

After entering the carriage, Luo Lao sighed: "Are you ready?"

"All right."

"If the child can live, your life will be gone. You have to think about it carefully," Mr. Luo persuaded him one last time, but he knew in his heart that it was all in vain. If Ji Ziyang wanted to change his mind, he would have changed his mind long ago, and he would not wait until now.

"Old Luo, I've thought it through. To tell you the truth, I have lived two lifetimes and I have no regrets. It's just that...you help me persuade him more," what he was referring to was naturally sealed in ink. , he knew that his death would inevitably be heartbroken, and he might do something against common sense, but he left behind a child, so he would have scruples about doing things.

"Okay, you have made up your mind, and the old man will not persuade you anymore, let's start."

Ji Ziyang nodded and opened his clothes: "Don't shake your hands, I'm afraid of pain."

Old Luo opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

The cold sharp blade slashed across his stomach, and the straight bloodstains were bubbling with blood. Ji Ziyang's face was pale, and he clenched his teeth tightly without making a sound. There were guards outside, and he had to endure even the pain that pierced his heart. The guards found outside will definitely rush in to stop it.

How could that man allow him to treat him so cruelly.

However, Mo Feng chased to the depths of the forest, and the black shadow appeared like a shadow, and the ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the withered branches, and the back was becoming more and more familiar.

Something flashed past Ran Mofeng's mind, he couldn't grasp it quickly or dared not to grasp that clue, his feet moved faster, he tapped his toes a few times, and he jumped behind the figure.

This person turned out to be Ah Wu.

The sharp palm wind hit, Ah Wu was in pain, and with a muffled grunt, he spit out a mouthful of blood and rolled on the ground.

"Your Majesty, forgive me!" Enduring the pain, Ah Wu got up from the ground and then knelt down again, knocking his head on the ground without lifting it up.

"What do you mean?" Ran Mofeng was extremely annoyed, his gloomy face was covered with dark clouds.

"It's what the concubine wanted." Ah Wu didn't dare to hide any more, and told about the discussions at the lake that day. The concubine knew that her life was not long. If he died, the child would die with him, but the child would not be able to give birth before the full term, so she , can only take the child by caesarean section, at least one life is saved.

The breeze passed by, and there was no one in front of Ah Wu.

Knocking his lowered head to the ground, unable to lift it up, Ah Wu knew that he was helping the princess and indirectly harming the princess.

However, Mo Feng used [-]% of his skills, and returned to the original road faster than when he came. His deep eyes became more and more terrifying. It seemed that there was no wave in the ancient well, but there was a huge panic in his heart like a stormy sea.

If Ji Ziyang really died, what should he do?

The golden crown was hooked and slipped off by the branches along the road, her jet-black hair was scattered in the air behind her, and her footsteps were messy, causing her to panic all the way.

When Mo Feng rushed back to the caravan's foothold, the guards were still guarding the side of the carriage, secretly heaving a sigh of relief, and just about to take a step forward, a jade pendant at his waist suddenly shattered, and the golden seed Gu was exhausted Like ash, scattered in the air like dust, dissipated into the invisible.

Lovesickness is safe, fetters each other, the person who raised the mother Gu is dead, how can the child Gu survive.

The man's footsteps stopped, and his heart ached. There was blood slowly overflowing from the base of the carriage, dripping onto the ground, staining the ground bright red.

The originally quiet carriage suddenly heard the sound of a baby crying, and the surrounding guards were amazed. How did the baby give birth when the princess was clearly not yet ready for delivery?

Besides, before the baby cried, there was no sound of a baby being born inside.

Everyone dared to think, but no one dared to take a look, because Zhenbei Wang Ran Mofeng was walking towards the carriage step by step. His tall figure was still tall and straight, but his body was full of endless sadness and sorrow.

In everyone's horrified eyes, the long black hair hanging on the shoulders was covered with snow, and he was so hurt that he couldn't make any sound, except for that drop of hot liquid that bloomed at his feet, and fell on the ground in desolation.

The man's hands trembled a little, and he was unable to lift the curtain for a long time in front of the carriage.

Just ask, in this world, above ten thousand people, no one is at the top, who else can accompany him side by side to see the prosperity of the world.

Yang'er, don't go, okay?