The color of Leng Siyan's lips is getting paler and paler, and his eyes to Leng junao have lost the edge of the past.
"The child you found in the secret passage is your son. I didn't lie to you. Now that I've found the baby, please Let's live with our children. "
His weak tone, low voice, he knows he is dying, in order to save Yelv jiaoru and her baby, this is the only way he can choose.
What Leng junao wants to wait for is his words. Although he guesses that there are eight or nine in ten, he still wants to hear the answer from Leng Siyan.
"Get people out of here!"
With Leng junao's command, Yelv jiaoru was escorted by the soldiers and dragged out. At this moment, she recovered from her stupidity: "Siyan..."
However, her strength could not break away from the shackles of the soldiers. Leng Siyan, who collapsed in the pool of blood, watched her being roughly escorted out by the soldiers, and her mood also seemed out of control: "jiaoru, jiaoru..."
Leng Jun's face is like frost. Without saying a word, he turns around.
Behind him came Leng Siyan's roar: "Leng junao, you haven't promised me to make sure their mother and son can live well!"
Leng junao's pace slowed down, but he didn't even look back. His lazy voice was full of contempt: "I will let them live. As for how to live, that's my power..."
In this remark, there is an obvious implication, which is to make Leng Siyan feel uneasy. Even if his women and children can survive, they will not be treated well.
Leng Leng left this sentence, Leng junao walked out of the prison door, and behind him came Leng Siyan's roar. He tried his best to vent his inner panic and irritability.
Zhao Wanxi was still standing outside the prison door, her hands were red with cold, and the roar from the prison echoed in the closed and gloomy dungeon. It was terrifying to hear.
Leng junao glances at her. Her dark eagle eyes fall on her catkin. He grabs her hand and pulls her up the bluestone steps and leaves the dungeon.
Although Zhao Wanxi was stopped outside the door just now, she heard all the conversations inside. The reason why she didn't follow Yelv jiaoru out of the dungeon first was that she wanted to hear the last conversation between the man and Leng Siyan.
Unfortunately, Leng junao did not give Leng Siyan the final answer.
Zhao Wanxi follows the man's hasty steps, his big hand tugs her hard, the steps are hasty, the engraved handsome face is dark, she can feel the man's anger.
She didn't even have the chance to free her hand from the man's big palm. After swallowing her throat, Zhao Wanxi still couldn't help trying to sound out: "what are you going to do with jiaoru's mother and son?"
This question was asked by Leng Siyan and she wanted to know!
Leng junao's face was still calm, and his voice was cold as if from the ice hole: "do you think I might be kind to their mother and son? Even if the capital crime can be avoided, the living crime can't escape... "
With these words, Zhao Wanxi really pinched a cold sweat for Yelv jiaoru. She knew that Leng junao's words were true, and she would not spare Princess jiaoru lightly.
"She's pregnant..."
Zhao Wanxi deliberately lowered the volume and cautioned carefully.
Leng junao suddenly stopped and turned to stare at her: "are you teaching me how to do things?"