The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1187 Killed!

Prince Qing frowned, and raised his voice: "Hong Ling, are you crazy? She has my child in her stomach."

In fact, even if Hong Ling didn't do anything, An An's life would not be saved.

But this child must live.

It's fine if you haven't seen it before, right now, right under your nose, King Qing can't let this child die.

He is about to meet the world!

"Get out of the way!" Hong Ling shouted hoarsely.

Prince Qing's tone was impatient: "Hong Ling, don't go crazy, how long are you going to make trouble!?"

Hong Ling raised the long sword, and gradually pointed it at the chest of Prince Qing, saying word by word: "I call you, get out of the way!"

Prince Qing's good temper dissipated completely: "Hong Ling, that's really enough, look at your current state, which man can bear it?"

He really couldn't bear it, and all the dissatisfaction poured out in all of this.

"I know that the child's matter is my fault, but have you ever thought that if you tell me that you are pregnant as soon as you enter the door, such a tragedy will not happen!"

"You can't put all the blame on me, you are also partly responsible!"

"Since the child is gone, we have to accept the fact! The child in An'an's stomach is blessed with great fate. God didn't take him away, so you should give him a way out!"

"Hong Ling, wake up and be normal!"

Can't wake up, can't be normal!

Hong Ling listened to the chatter of the man in front of her, and saw that the midwife had slowly pulled the child's head out.

A baby glowing red, with the joy of new birth and blood.

She saw the obvious undisguised joy on Prince Qing's face.

He liked the child of a brothel woman so much, but he had no regrets about his own dead child, and even said that it was his own responsibility.

what……

How could it be so ridiculous!

How could this man be so despicable!

kill him!

kill him!
Kill this shameless man who made his heart ache and made himself a joke of the whole Yecheng!
At this moment, Hong Ling's eyes were dark, as if there was an invisible force, holding her wrist, and ruthlessly pushed the long sword forward.

Deeply, it pierced into the chest of King Qing.

The sudden pain made Prince Qing's eyes widen.

He lowered his eyes in disbelief, looking at the puddle of blood on his chest, as well as the sharp and thin long sword.

"Hong Ling, you..."

Before he finished the question, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

An An was the first to let out a shrill scream: "Qinglang, Qinglang..."

At the same time, the midwife instinctively pulled the child out of her body.

King Qing tried his best to glance sideways.

It's a girl!

It turned out to be a girl!

Endless exhaustion swept over him at this moment, his eyes slowly closed, and his body leaned back.

Hong Ling still maintained the posture of holding the long sword. After King Qing leaned back, the long sword was naturally drawn out.

A fountain of blood gushed out high, and when it spilled, a lot of it splashed onto Hong Ling's face.

Hot and fishy.

A drop slipped into her mouth along the corner of her mouth.

Salty, bitter and fishy.

It turns out that the blood of a loved one tastes like this.

At this moment, many past events flashed through Hong Ling's mind.

When she was young, she was actually very close to An Ning.

Gradually, she discovered that as long as the two of them stood together, what others praised, respected, and envied would be peaceful.

As the princess, she became the foil of An Ning.

It was at that time that jealousy gradually sprouted and continued to grow.

She found that An Ning's attention to King Qing was unusual, so she began to keep in touch with King Qing, and gradually fell in love with this man.

Maybe, she never really loved.

She has been fighting for breath all along!

Hong Ling thought of this in a daze, rolled her eyes, and passed out.

When she woke up again, she was in a bumpy carriage.

She was still holding the bloody long sword in her hand, reminding her that everything that happened before was not a dream.

There was no one else in the carriage except her. In the stagnant and hot air, there was a strong smell of blood spreading everywhere, making one's scalp numb and his chest nauseated.

She stared blankly at the roof of the carriage for a long time, and heard Ping'er's voice outside the carriage: "Hurry up, hurry up, we have to return to the Peking Palace as soon as possible!"

"Don't be caught up by the Cui family!"

So, are you on the run now?

"Cough cough cough..."

This realization made Hong Ling cough softly.

The curtain of the carriage was quickly lifted, revealing Ping'er's eagerly surprised face: "Miss, you woke up, how do you feel, is there any discomfort?"

"Would you like a drink?"

Seeing that she was still holding the arrow, Ping'er said cautiously: "Miss, why don't you put down the sword first!"

After she was unconscious, Ping'er and the guards also tried to remove the sword, but Hong Ling held it tightly, and she would struggle and cry if she used too much force.

Ping'er could only give up and let her hold it all the way.

"He, is he dead?" Hong Ling spoke, and found that her voice was hoarse, as if she had been burned by a branding iron.

Ping'er pursed her lips, and replied after some hesitation: "Miss, what you hurt is King Qing's vitals, shed a lot of blood!"

Even if the Great Luo Immortal was reincarnated, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

Not everyone is as tough as the child in An An's belly.

"That kid..."

"It's a girl!" Ping'er returned, "Moreover, there are many birthmarks on her body, she looks very ugly, servant girl, servant girl, I am in a hurry to take you away, so I don't care about her!"

After drinking safflower and getting kicked at the beginning, although the child survived, it still left an impact.

With dark birthmarks all over her body, she probably won't be a beauty in this life.

For a family like theirs, an ugly girl is equivalent to a mark of shame. When such a child comes, instead of being blessed, it will cause a lot of speculation and ridicule.

Hongya let out a laugh.

Now that things have happened, she also understands that there must be Princess Blessing's handwriting in this matter.

I don't know how she would feel if she knew that the child she had worked so hard to save was just an ugly girl in the end.

Save that child's life!
That was the real torture for Princess Fu.

The existence of that child will tell Princess Fu day and night, what wrong decisions she has made!
For the rest of the journey, Hong Ling didn't speak, just like a silent corpse.

Seeing that she had no objection, Pinger continued to urge the team to move forward.

They have to buy time.

After traveling all the way, they finally arrived at the gate of Yecheng at sunset.

After entering the city, even if the sky fell, King Bei Jing and Princess Wang would support her. Her duties as a servant were fulfilled.

Just about to enter the city, there was the sound of trampling horseshoes behind him: "The carriage in front, stop quickly!"

(End of this chapter)