Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 43 Ruby
When Qingwu woke up the next day, it was already high in the sun, she rubbed her head: "It hurts so much! This is obviously ordinary wine, why do gods get drunk after drinking it!"

Qingwu supported the tree beside him and stood up, but was attracted by the red jade around his neck, Qingwu picked up the piece of red jade: "When did I wear this, why do I have no memory."

"Oh! No! I have no such thing at all."

There are complicated patterns on this red jade, and it is still slightly glowing under the sunlight. After staring at it for a long time, Qingwu was a little stunned.

Frowning, this thing doesn't look simple, let's put it here first, the owner must be very sad to lose such a treasure.

Qingwu stretched out her hand to take it off her neck, but no matter how much strength she exerted, the piece of red jade was hanging firmly on her body.

Qingwu had no choice but to pat the jade pendant: "Forget it, since you like me so much, let you follow me for a while."

Qingwu yawned, and walked towards his cave.

In the heavenly world, Bai Ze stood on the wheelhouse platform, and the Heavenly Emperor stood behind him: "Shenjun, everything is ready, you have to go through the suffering of the world to help you break through the divine realm."

As a god, Bai Ze has an unknown lifespan, but if he wants to maintain his mana and lifespan, he has to go down to the mortal world for many calamities.

A high god like him is no exception, once this calamity is over, his mana will definitely have a qualitative leap, and if there are no accidents, his lifespan will be equal to that of the sun and the moon.

These days, he has been stabilizing his state of mind, and he can detect any changes in the magic sealing formation.

He also knows what is sealed inside, and he suppressed that person with the power of the gods. If that person breaks out, he will definitely not be able to stop him!
So now Bai Ze can only hope that he will be able to fight when he returns from this calamity.

Bai Ze glanced in the direction of Qingdai Mountain, and got off the Lunshu Platform.

Qingwu seemed to have sensed something, suddenly raised her head to look at the sky, and covered her chest: "Master."

At this time, a carriage was driving on the road, and suddenly there was a woman's cry of pain, accompanied by the voices of other maids: "Stop! Stop quickly! The imperial concubine is about to give birth!"

The coachman immediately tightened the reins, forcing the carriage to stop, followed by the sound of panic.

Zhao Hanjing is the noble concubine of Dongyong Kingdom today, she was born as a merchant, and met the current emperor by accident, the emperor fell in love with her at first sight.

When he returned to the palace, he brought her back, and after that, he continued to be favored, and he was promoted from a small nobleman to a noble concubine in just two years.

Just yesterday, she suddenly heard the news of her father's death. Regardless of the fact that she was still pregnant with the child, she immediately wanted to leave for home.

The emperor was naturally unwilling, but seeing her depressed look, he promised her to leave the next day.

Zhao Hanjing has a deep relationship with her father, dragging her nine-month pregnant body before embarking on the journey home.

The inside of the sedan chair was covered with thick cushions, and there were three Wen women accompanying them, just because they were afraid of this situation.

If the courtiers hadn't objected, the emperor might have followed the imperial concubine.

Everything was well prepared, and the imperial concubine began to give birth on the side of the road. The voice was still high-pitched at the beginning, but after a long time, the imperial concubine lost her strength. Fortunately, the child was about to be born.

At this moment, a group of men in black rushed out and surrounded the carriage, and began their massacre.

The emperor sent guards to the imperial concubine, and the guards and the man in black began to fight, and some guards surrounded the carriage.

Zhao Hanjing naturally sensed the commotion outside, and she tightly grasped the hand of the servant girl: "Qiu Lin! Keep my child, you must keep my child!"

(End of this chapter)