Mountains and rivers are in her palm

In the palace of Chu State, inside the secret room.

Chu Qi's complexion was not very good, he pointed to the transparent ice coffin: "This is what you told me, it's safe?"

A bright red wedding dress was placed in the coffin, which was clearly the phoenix robe of Yan Wanqing three years ago.

At this moment, Yan Wanqing, who was pale and bloodless, was lying on the soft couch next to the ice coffin, looking from a distance, it seemed that she had no breath at all.

Song Huaxu calmed down and said, "This time, Yan Wanqing is still here, and Yan's eldest son is seriously injured. What else is your Majesty thinking?"

"Is this what I want?" Chu Qi's voice was full of anger, and he pointed at Yan Wanqing who was on the soft couch: "I want her to stay by my side in a healthy and healthy way, instead of being like this, becoming something who doesn't know whether to be dead or alive, Song Huaxu, what did you do on this wedding dress, and why did she become like this now."

God knows, when his subordinates brought back the unconscious Yan Wanqing, after the imperial doctor said that she was out of breath, Chu Qi's heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

Fortunately, Song Huaxu rushed back.

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient. You just imposed a restriction. She will recover soon and become the Su Bai you and I are familiar with." Song Huaxu paused: "I know, Your Majesty is still waiting for her to lead the three armies to fight Dawei to the death."

"What do you mean by prohibition?" Chu Qi frowned.

It was not a word he was familiar with.

Song Huaxu was not ready to answer his question at all: "When she wakes up tomorrow, everything will be back on track." The news he wanted to convey has already spread.

After that, he took out a pill from his pocket.

"Your Majesty, remember to let her take it when she wakes up."

Chu Qi squeezed the pill and watched Song Huaxu leave the secret room without looking back.

In a pair of blue eyes, there was a murderous intent.

Song Huaxu changed after this incident, he could feel that this person no longer respected him.

And the restriction he mentioned, Chu Qi felt it was dangerous.

Back then, not long after he stole Yan Wanqing back, Song Huaxu came to the door by himself, directed and acted in the Su family massacre, just to make Yan Wanqing completely believe that he was Su Bai.

How could such a difficult layout wake up easily?

Thinking of his subordinate's report that he saw Yan Wanqing with only the whites of his eyes, seeing gods killing gods, seeing Buddhas killing Buddhas, Chu Qi clenched his fists.

Song Huaxu, what kind of chess game are you playing?

……

In the dark bedroom.

Indulgence day and night.

Concubine Mei is like an insatiable boa constrictor, wrapped around the body of a mature man, she desperately needs a child now.

A child to save his life.

"Chen Jieyu hasn't said anything to His Majesty until now, presumably that severed finger has worked." She lowered her head, panting with her chin on the man's shoulder, her eyes were covered by a light veil, and only her bright red lips were exposed.

Thirteen pressed her lips with his rough fingertips and kneaded them repeatedly, his eyes were full of evil spirits.

"What else do you need me to do for you? You actually worked so hard today."

Concubine Mei hugged his neck tightly, and leaned forward, making their bodies close to home.

"Help me kill someone, as long as this person is dead, I will have no opponent in the harem."

"Who?" Thirteen forcefully.

Concubine Mei let out a soft cry.

"Is it Chen Jieyu?"

"No, it's not her." During the bumps and crashes, Concubine Mei kept her sanity from being shattered by the waves. She bit her lower lip to remind herself to stay awake: "Yes, Su Bai."

Su Bai is not dead, she cannot sleep or eat.

I heard that Su Bai was going to be killed.

Thirteen didn't even think about rejecting it directly: "It's too difficult, I won't accept it."

"Why?" Concubine Mei was a little dissatisfied when he pushed her off her body, she stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm: "The reason."

"I can't beat it." Thirteen would not make unsure deals.

He is lustful, but he will not be dazzled by beauty.

These days, he has dealt with many people, big and small, for Concubine Mei.

Although this woman is very good-looking and hard-working, she still gets tired of eating too much delicacies.

Moreover, now Shisan felt that he was the one who was slept.

His mind is out of balance.

"Even you can't beat Su Bai?" Concubine Mei didn't expect to be rejected like this.

Thirteen snorted coldly, he raised his hand and pinched Concubine Mei's chin fiercely, and dragged the person to him: "With long hair but short knowledge, what kind of kind person do you think a person who is called a murderer in the military camp can be? I don't want to give away the head."

Su Bai was gentle and gentle in the palace, it was because the emperor lived in the palace.

But Concubine Mei, a stinky bitch, would absolutely piss her ass out of fright when she saw her killing people.

Concubine Mei listened, but didn't take it seriously, she raised her hand and slapped him away: "If you don't go, you don't go, you bastard."

"Are you scolding me?!" Thirteen lost his temper.

Concubine Mei raised her red lips contemptuously: "You can't even kill a woman, what is it if she's not a coward?"

"Woman?!" Thirteen sneered, he raised his hand and directly grabbed Concubine Mei's neck, and said in a serious tone, "Then see if I dare to kill you."

"You..." Concubine Mei's face turned red from being pinched, and she grabbed Shisan's arm with both hands, but it was of no avail.

She got carried away.

She thought that the continuous intimacy in the past few days made her forget that the other party was a murderous killer, he had no humanity at all, and the dewy relationship with her was also a vent.

The darkness in front of her eyes was getting closer and closer, Concubine Mei was in pain from being pinched, her limbs were thrashing, and her desire to survive made her struggle wildly.

"Wait...wait, kid, kid!" She struggled to squeeze out the words.

"Child?" Thirteen did respond.

He let go of his hand: "Stinky bitch, what do you mean, what child?"

Concubine Mei covered her neck and coughed frantically. The moment the air around her poured into her nasal cavity, she felt the preciousness of life.

"Speak clearly, or I will kill you." Shisan stepped forward again, he had lost his patience.

Concubine Mei subconsciously hid back, clutching her neck covered in bruises: "You can't kill me, I might already have your child in my stomach!"

"You didn't—" Thirteen's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, I didn't drink the Bizi Tang." Concubine Mei admitted directly: "Why should I drink the Bizi Tang?"

"Crazy woman!" Thirteen couldn't help cursing.

Concubine Mei sneered: "Could it be that you are afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"I am not afraid of being pregnant with your offspring. What are you afraid of?" Concubine Mei opened her red lips and said, "If you sleep with the emperor's woman, your child may become the emperor in the future. Then you are the emperor's father. You, a killer, can have such good luck. It is all the blessings you cultivated in your previous life."

Child...Emperor...Father...

Thirteen felt that these words were the happiest words he had ever heard in his life.

As Concubine Mei said.

He has no father and no mother, he has learned to kill since he was sensible, and after that he spends his life on the edge of a knife every day, and he does not know when he will go to hell.

But right now, Concubine Mei actually said that she might be pregnant with her own child.

If you can leave your descendants.

Thirteen thinks so...

Complicated emotions appeared in the eyes.

"Why?" he demanded.

There is no such thing as eating for nothing.

Concubine Mei must have a purpose for doing this.

"I have nothing to do with you in doing this. Don't you want to leave? Go now, go as far as possible, and get out of Bengong's sight. The life and death of our mother and child will have nothing to do with you in the future." Concubine Mei pulled up the quilt to cover her body.

The fist in Thirteen's hands loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

"What you said are all vernacular, how does I know if you are pregnant or not."

"Anyway, I have made so many mistakes that I didn't take any precautions. Unless you can't do it, how can I not be able to conceive." Concubine Mei directly sneered.

"How is it possible that I can't do it!" Shisan was anxious, and without saying a word, he directly pressed him under him: "Can I do it, don't you, a bitch, know?!"