The Empress Dowager is the daughter of Wu Changli, the king of Zhenxi. She was held in the palm of her hand when she was a child. Later she married Wu zhuanggui as a lady.
Even if I have been in the cold palace, I have never been humiliated or even beaten.
Mingxie slapped her so hard that she rolled down from the bed, and a stream of blood filled her legs.
Cui Jin was shocked to see mingxie beating people. She trembled and walked to the Empress Dowager: "how are you, Empress Dowager? You're bleeding. "
The Empress Dowager was speechless and shivering. Not only is the stomachache unbearable, but also very sad.
Originally, she could be a shining empress dowager, but she took a road of no return.
At this time, mingxie no longer disguised himself, revealing his cruel nature. He looked at the Empress Dowager and didn't care about her bleeding.
The blood under the Empress Dowager's body flowed more and more, and her skirt was dyed red.
Cui Jin was so scared that she yelled: "the Empress Dowager is bleeding. Waiter zhong chang, go to find wenpo. Go quickly."
Mingxie shook cuijin away with his sleeve: "what's the roar? Do you want to die?"
Immediately, mingxie holds the Empress Dowager on the bed, looks at her red and gorgeous skirt, and slightly twists her eyebrows.
It took hundreds of years for the blood to continue. Although he won people's support, the child is still of this body.
So the child can't die, even if it is gouged out from the Empress Dowager's stomach.
Ming Xie Wei squinted at the Empress Dowager and asked coldly, "can you give birth to this child? If you can't be born, don't blame me for being ruthless. "
At this time, the Empress Dowager was so painful that she was stunned: "mingxie, what are you going to do?"
"If you can't give birth to this child, you will be dead, so we have to choose to protect the child." After a meal, he said, "besides, the little emperor will not let you go."
So far, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao must have hated the Empress Dowager. Even if he didn't want to hurt the killer, the civil and military of Manchu Dynasty would not let the Empress Dowager go.
It doesn't matter whether she's dead or not, just keep the baby.
The Empress Dowager trembled with fright: "are you going to kill AI Jia? You actually want to kill me. Are all the things you did before deceiving me? "
Those sweet words, those greetings
Mingxie sneered: "empress dowager, how old are you? Do you still believe those romantic flowers and snow moon? But for your dignity, who can look at you more? "
"No, how could you be like this? God, how could you be like this... "
Seeing that mingxie's evil was exposed, the Empress Dowager thought about the stupid things she had done for him, and her anger attacked her heart. So much so that the blood between the legs is more turbulent.
Cuijin struggled to climb up to mingxie, holding his leg and begged: "Mr. Zhongchang, please help the empress dowager, please."
Mingxie lowers his head and stares at cuijin coldly, covering his hands. He is about to fight, but after thinking about it, he can't help it.
After the Empress Dowager's child is born, she still needs a person to take care of her. Although she has lived for hundreds of years, she will not take care of her child.
At this time, the Empress Dowager was writhing in pain on her bed, stained with blood all over the bed.
Cuijin has no choice but to deliver the baby by herself. Looking at the Empress Dowager out of so much blood, it is estimated that it is also a lot of bad luck.
It seemed that mingxie didn't want to see this scene, so he turned around and left the bedroom.
However, as soon as he got to the courtyard, he saw four shadows coming down from the sky like ghosts, blocking in the southeast, northwest and four directions.
The gate of the courtyard was opened with a bang by the strong wind, and the dust on the ground suddenly flew up.
At the gate, Wu Chuang Nan Zhao was standing there, dressed in a black Nine Dragon Robe and wearing a nine Diao crown, which was the dress of the Grand Court.
The nine crowns couldn't stop his fierce anger. His face, which turned all living beings upside down, was so fierce that it made people tremble.
Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao followed Qin Su, who was trembling, with a medical box in his hand.
When Cui Jin heard the news, she ran to the door and saw that Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao was coming. She ran up and down.
"Emperor, please help the Empress Dowager. She is suffering from dystocia and bleeding. She is going to die."
"Bleeding?" Qin Su A Leng, also don't wait for Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao to speak, hurried into the bedroom hall, "Cui Jin, you quickly go to boil water."
Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao strides into the gate, swipes his sleeve and closes the gate. He looks at mingxie coldly, and the light of Xingmou is poisoned.
Mingxie knew that Wu Zhuangnan Zhao would come, but he didn't expect that he would bring ghosts.
——He is the most mysterious swordsman in Yanhuang and can be compared with Wei Qiucheng.
It seems that today Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao was killed.
Mingxie said with a sneer: "Oh, the famous four ghosts actually followed such a useless little emperor. Why, are you here to compete with us? "
The demons and monsters didn't say a word. They signed a blood contract with Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao, and naturally they shared a common hatred.
Those who dare to move the Empress Dowager will not be able to calm the people's indignation if they are not broken up.
Just wait for Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's order.
"Little emperor, are you going to kill me?" Ming Xie glanced at Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao, very provocative, "but your mother loves me to death."
Wu Chuang Nan Zhao was so angry that he couldn't say anything at all, but he was very good at disguise. He stood at the door like a strong pine, and he had the posture of one man at the gate and ten thousand at the gate.
"If you're right, you won't live long, will you? Ah, why do we have to fight like this. You're going to die anyway. Isn't that just for your brother? "
Ordinary people can't compare mingxie with shamelessness.
He wanted to enrage Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao, because Holy Blood grass poison is the most taboo to be excited. Once excited, the toxin will be several times stronger than the original.
His blood was surging in Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's throat, so he did not dare to speak. He can't show weakness in front of such people, never.
Immediately, he raised his hand, fingers gently hook.
——Shua!
The demons and monsters pull out their long swords, shake out a piece of sword light with their hands, and rush to mingxie with the power of lightning.
The four were famous for their swordsmanship. Under the strong siege, mingxie's cultivation for hundreds of years was difficult.
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword encircle the whole courtyard. I can't see whose shadow is at all. I can only hear a dull hum from time to time.
At this moment, the sand and rocks in the yard were flying away, and the wind of sword Qi made the surrounding debris fall to the ground.
Wu Chuang Nan Zhao stood still at the door, and the wind lifted his clothes, adding a bit of desperation.
The nine crowns were swayed back and forth by the strong wind, making a "jingling" sound, which was like a life-threatening melody.
At this time, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's mind was full of blood. In those years, his suffering and humiliation came one after another.
At this time, mingxie suddenly sent out a heartrending wail, drawing back Wu Zhuang Nanzhao's thoughts.
He fixed his eyes and saw that mingxie's body was pierced by four swords, like a hedgehog.
The blood of Ming Xie's mouth kept pouring out.
He looked down at the four swords on his body, and suddenly grinned: "do you think this can kill me?"
As he spoke, a faint soul came out of mingxie's body. It was the soul of the high priest, too weak to see clearly.
The soul floated out of mingxie's body and sent out a voice that was as angry as a gossamer: "little emperor, I remember this enemy."
Immediately, he picked a hand to decide, instantly disappear without a trace.
Wu Chuang Nan Zhao is about to send demons and monsters to chase him, but he is stunned when he hears a cry from the bedroom hall.