A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 438 Uncle Emperor is Terrible
He was against the light, wearing a dark robe, and the shadow that shrouded him made his usually calm face look extremely sinister at this moment.

The rarely exposed aura of the whole body overflowed with a murderous intent to kill gods and Buddhas.

People can't help but think that when he faced tens of thousands of creatures on the battlefield, it was just a snap of his fingers.

Meng Yan was shocked in his arms.

When he looked down, his eyes fell on her face, but his voice was very soft and gentle: "How are you?"

Meng Yan recovered her voice and said, "You came just in time."

Yin Heng helped her stand firmly on the steps, but before Meng Yan could say a word, he hugged her horizontally.

He glanced at the people above the steps, then raised his feet and walked up the steps step by step.

Seeing that Meng Yan was caught by Yin Heng in time, Chongyi felt very scared.

In the past, even facing the enemy's sword without eyes has never made her so thrilling.

The thirteen princes and a group of court ladies and eunuchs in the open space above the steps obviously didn't expect this accident to happen, and they were all frightened.

The thirteenth prince obviously knew about Yin Heng. When he saw Yin Heng approaching, he pursed his lips, and his aura disappeared completely, leaving only his little face pale.

And Bi'er, who was leaning towards the steps, didn't look much better.

No one knew that King Yin Wu would come at this critical moment.

Bi'er glanced at the court lady who had rolled to the bottom of the steps, she was still lying on the ground struggling in pain, she couldn't help but calm herself down.

After all, she is also the big palace maid next to the queen mother. Facing the turmoil in the harem, she still has a little basic calmness and composure.

Yin Heng approached step by step, Bi'er hurriedly blessed Fu Li, and said in panic: "Your maidservant sees King Yin Wu. It was really too dangerous just now, if it wasn't for the sudden throw of the ball, that lowly servant girl just now would not have bumped into the concubine. "

The thirteenth prince was indeed throwing the ball, and he couldn't deny it under the watchful eyes of everyone.

At this time, he really looked like he had done something wrong, and he kept his mouth shut and dared not make a sound.

Yin Heng stood in front of Bi'er, the oppressive feeling made her tremble and sweat profusely.

She gritted her teeth again and said: "This servant must, must report this matter to the Queen Mother, and ask the Queen Mother to make the decision for the princess..."

"Finished?" Yin Heng said.

Bi'er choked up, and before she could think of a more secure explanation, Yin Heng went around behind her, raised her foot, and kicked her down the high steps.

Everyone didn't dare to vent their anger.

Bi'er never expected that King Yin Wu would not question her at all, nor would he listen to her explanation.

In an arc, she was kicked by Yin Heng and fell on the steps, and then she rolled all the way down like a ball, screaming continuously.

The strength of that kick almost pierced through her chest and lungs, and after falling and rolling, when she reached the bottom, let alone getting up, she didn't even have the strength to breathe.

She was more seriously injured than the court lady, her whole body was bruised, and she didn't know where she was injured inside, and her entire face was distorted due to the pain.

When Yin Heng looked sideways at the thirteenth prince again, the thirteenth prince visibly trembled, and the maids and eunuchs fell to their knees.

At that time, the little prince's legs softened and he knelt down.

He felt that the emperor's uncle was too scary. He had never been so afraid of his father.

He shook his small body, with tears in his eyes but did not dare to cry out, and murmured: "Uncle, I was wrong..."

Although with his young brain, he couldn't think of who this pregnant woman was and why he was hugged by his uncle, but since the uncle saw him that way, he must be wrong.

Meng Yan: "..."

Before, she had always heard others say how terrifying King Wu of Yin was, and she didn't take it seriously when people said that the people were screaming and children stopped crying at night.This time she saw it with her own eyes, and suddenly felt that it really seemed to be happening...

She tugged Yin Heng's sleeve lightly, and said softly: "Forget it, he was just used as a gun."

Yin Heng's hand holding her suddenly felt a light and sticky touch.

When he looked down, his expression changed drastically.

I saw bright red blood slowly seeping from between Meng Yan's dress!
Immediately, he couldn't care less about making trouble for others, so he turned around and ran down the steps with Meng Yan in his arms.

He raised and lowered his feet on the steps to take advantage of his strength, and leaped a long way. The speed was so fast that Meng Yan felt like he was riding a roller coaster, and the jade railings on both sides quickly retreated.

But Meng Yan didn't feel bumpy in his arms.

Seeing this, Chongyi immediately rushed out with all her strength to keep up.

Meng Yan was still a little dazed, but she felt that Yin Heng's body tensed up, the contours of his face became extremely sharp, and there was a faint thunderbolt between his brows.

Yin Heng said in a low and tight voice: "Don't be afraid, you will be in the Tai Hospital soon."

Meng Yan didn't know why, so she reached out to touch his eyebrows, and murmured, "Master, I'm fine."

Yin Heng's voice was hoarse: "You are bleeding."

That shyness and hoarseness made Meng Yan feel distressed for no reason.

She herself didn't know why.

Doesn't it hurt to bleed?But why didn't she feel it herself?

Meng Yan hurriedly lowered her head to look at herself, and saw that there was indeed a bright red oozing out from under the skirt, she was silent for a moment with an unpredictable expression, and then she remembered what was going on.

Meng Yan said: "...This is not blood."

Yin Heng didn't stop, and the palace building in front of the Imperial Hospital had already faintly appeared in his field of vision.

Meng Yan put his hands on his shoulders and said, "This is durian flower juice."

In order to convince Yin Heng, she dipped her finger in it and moved it to the tip of his nose, "If you don't believe me, smell it, does it smell like blood?"

What lingered at the tip of his nose was indeed not the familiar smell of blood, but a faint scent of flowers.

Yin Heng's footsteps finally stopped.

At this time, he was almost sweating through the back of his clothes, and some panting finally leaked out of his breath.

He stopped by the lake, under a willow tree.

Along this road by the lake, a row of willow trees is planted, and the shade of the willows is thick.

When the lake wind came, the lake surface wrinkled and rippled, and the clear water was deep, but it was cool.

The willow branches on the shore are like the graceful waist of a girl, stretching and fluttering in the wind.

Yin Heng lowered his head and looked at Meng Yan with an uncertain expression, and Meng Yan was also looking up at him.

She saw that the green branches just fell on his shoulders, and the light that leaked in from the branches and leaves coated his figure, he was really extremely handsome.

She reached out and brushed the willow branch on his shoulder.

Yin Heng was breathing heavily, and his voice was still a little hoarse, "Why is there pomegranate flower juice?"

Although he smelled it himself, he was still worried that she was lying to him.

He moved his feet, continued to walk forward subconsciously, and said softly: "I'd better go to the imperial hospital to have a look, in case it's blood."

When Meng Yan heard the panic and cautiousness, her heart suddenly felt sour, and she said, "It's really durian flower juice, if you don't believe me, you can ask Chongyi."

(End of this chapter)