Sweet field peasant woman is delicious

Chapter 217 Trampling What You Care About (1)
But Chang Ziqing suddenly understood something: "No, it's different."

The Taoist priest looked at him quickly.

Chang Zi's thin lips parted slightly, and a cruel voice blurted out: "Now, she has a child in her belly."

The Taoist thought about it for a while and felt that it was true: "That's the reason!"

Chang Ziqing's words immediately chilled An Le's heart completely, and his pale face was almost transparent at this moment: "Don't hurt my child!"

"Come on, hurry up and buy me abortion medicine!" Chang Ziqing yelled, Yan Qing embraced his orders, and then disappeared into the night. You can bring it to Anle.

An Le can't take care of anything now, and touches her stomach with trembling hands. This is the child she has longed for, how can it be, how can it be?Tears immediately wet her cheeks. From just now to now, she has not shed a single tear, but once she thinks that her child will not be able to be kept, the fear in her heart pours out, no!

He staggered to Chang Ziqing's side, howled, and hoarsely shouted: "You can't hurt my child, you can't! If you dare to touch him, I'll be killed today, your sweet dream Don't even think about it!"

Chang Ziqing smiled cruelly: "Do you think I will give you a chance to die now? When you return to the 21st century, I will not stop you from dying however you want."

An Le rushed towards Chang Ziqing like crazy: "Chang Ziqing, you devil, you crazy bastard, you won't even let the child go! If you dare to touch him, I will never let you go !"

But the guards on both sides had already grabbed her with quick eyes and hands, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free, and could only cry hoarsely.

Yuanzhen Palace.

Because there was too much trouble here in Nancheng, the servants were afraid that the son would really hurt the concubine, and there was still a child in the concubine's stomach anyway, so someone had already gone to Yuxian Pavilion to report to the old prince.

When the old prince heard it, is it okay?But this doesn't look like Nancheng's temper, does it?This child usually spoils An Le so much, how could he be so abnormal today?But no matter what he thought in his heart, he got up quickly and ran to Lianqin Pavilion immediately.

Unexpectedly, the old prince just arrived at the gate of the Lianqin Pavilion and saw Nancheng rushing out. After all, he is an old prince who has experienced many battles. He thought that there must be something strange about this, so he quickly asked: "Chenger, what's the matter?" ?”

Nancheng's face was gloomy, and his tone was full of anxiety: "Something happened to Le'er, father hastened to assign me the guards of Prince Yuanzhen's mansion."

When the old prince heard the words, his complexion sank, he didn't ask any more questions, and directly shouted: "Qin Lai, Meng Han and others listen to the order!"

"Yes!" As soon as the old prince gave the order, he immediately rushed to a team, only about twenty people, but it could be seen that none of them were simple characters.

"This is a dead man from Prince Yuanzhen's mansion, so his martial arts are naturally excellent." Prince Yuanzhen said.

Nancheng nodded, and there were two steeds coming towards him, they turned over and rushed out of Yuanzhen Palace with the old prince one by one.

Nancheng had never ridden a horse before, but this time the situation was critical, and he didn't care much about it, but it seemed to be hereditary. The old prince's good riding skills were also evident on Nancheng, and there was a little bit in the first few steps. Unsteady, but with the gradual adaptation, the growth is almost by leaps and bounds.

"Master, medicine." Yan Qing appeared in a blink of an eye, already holding a bowl of thick medicine in her hand.

The disgusting smell filled Anle's sense of smell, and she felt nauseous for a while. Looking at the dark concoction, her eyes were full of fear, and she couldn't stop backing away.

"Give her down."

A voice without warmth sounded, and An Le's annoyance suddenly went blank, desperately trying to break free from the iron claws of the guards, but the two guards had no problem dealing with a weak woman, and they restrained her within a few strokes.

Yan Qing stepped forward, holding the decoction in one hand, and pinched An Le's cheeks with the other.

An Le shook her head quickly, tears covering her face: "Chang Ziqing, I beg you, don't hurt my child, don't hurt him!"

Chang Ziqing's face was cold: "Fill!"

After receiving the order, Yan Qing's rough hands pinched An Le's cheeks unceremoniously, opened her mouth, and wanted to directly pour the medicine down.

An Le's chest kept rising and falling, thinking of Nancheng's loving eyes when she looked at her belly, thinking of Nancheng's efforts for this child, thinking of so many things, but seeing the dark bowl of medicine gradually approaching her In Tangshi, all the past was shattered like a dream.

But with a muffled groan, the man in front of him fell to the ground directly, and the thick medicine bowl was directly splashed on the ground, and a feather arrow was stuck in the man's back.

Chang Ziqing immediately became vigilant: "Who?"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of well-dressed men sprang out from behind the surrounding roofs, and the long swords in their hands shone coldly in the firelight.

The few guards under Chang Ziqing died before they could react. An Le's hands were free. Looking at the sword, light and sword, a certain part of his heart was relieved. His legs gave way and he fell, but immediately fell into a The warm embrace and the familiar smell reassured An Le, her eyes gradually closed, and she murmured, "You're here."

Chang Ziqing saw the chaos in his phalanx, and suddenly became furious: "Hurry up and arrest these thugs!"

"Who dares to do it!" A majestic voice came, and everyone stopped their hands and looked in that direction.

King Yuanzhen strode out, holding in his hand the blood-bathed ruby ​​bestowed by the late emperor, the only one in the world: "Seeing the ruby ​​is like seeing the late emperor! Kneel down!"

"Ping ping pong pong" sound of weapons falling to the ground, everyone knelt down, the old Taoist priest in green shirt turned pale with fright, why didn't he know about this piece of ruby.

This is the blood-bathed red jade specially bestowed by the late emperor to Lord Yuanzhen, secretly praising him for his bravery in the bloody battlefield, and at the same time declaring: Seeing this jade is like seeing the Holy One!
Such a high honor, only King Yuanzhen in this world can afford it.

No matter how unwilling Chang Ziqing was, he had no choice but to bear it. He knelt on the ground obediently, while Nan Cheng had already picked up An Le and left the door quickly. The carriage had already been prepared outside the door. With the sound of the driver's whip, the carriage disappeared. into the night.

A guard in black clasped his fists and asked, "My lord, what should we do with these people?"

The old prince snorted coldly: "Except for Chang Ziqing, everyone else will be killed without mercy."

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, with the sound of wailing, the ground was already stained with blood.

Chang Ziqing knelt on the ground, looking at the people who died one after another, feeling flustered in his heart. At the same time, he was calm and self-possessed. At this moment, he was completely confused and looked at King Yuanzhen in horror.

(End of this chapter)