The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"Well!" Sun Changtian nodded and sat on the chair beside him.

Song Yihuan looked at the blood red soup, but it was subconsciously retching.

Sun Changtian looked at her coldly, frowned and said, "after drinking for so long, why is it still such a virtue?"

Song Yihuan hard to wipe the lip, drooping eyes way: "the smell is too heavy, I can't stand some."

Sun Changtian drank: "I can't stand it, but I have to. Besides, you begged me for this idea before. In order to keep the stillbirth, I've worked hard."

Song Yihuan didn't say a word. She took the medicine bowl, closed her breath and drank it. When she finished, her red lips looked strange and frightening.

Rao is cruel and ruthless. At this time, she can't bear to see it again. She quickly hands her the mouthwash.

Song Yihuan asked: "pregnant women can be found?"

Sun Changtian nodded: "just wait for the day when you give birth to her baby."

Song Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief, reached for his stomach and whispered: "now everything is ready, only Dongfeng is in debt. As long as we can get that child smoothly, song Yihuan's child will be the only successor of Tartars in the future, and then we can compete with that cheap girl. Aunt, we can go home in the wind, right?"

Seeing song Yihuan's expectant eyes, Song Ying nodded her head: "Yihuan, now you are my aunt's dependence, and we will all rely on you in the future."

Song Yihuan raised his chin and said with a smile: "that's nature, Auntie and Mr. Sun, but my children's great heroes and I, according to the merit, naturally you are indispensable."

Sun Changtian did not say a word, turned and left.

Song Ying moved in her heart and gently told song Yihuan: "you just drank the medicine. Take a rest. I'll go to sun Changtian and ask about Jinxi capital first."

Song Yihuan also felt that his spirit was poor. He closed his eyes and said, "go, aunt!"

Song Ying goes out of the room and sees sun Changtian standing in the corridor. She looks around and reaches out her hand to pull him into her room.

She looked at him straight and asked, "tell me the truth, does this really work? Why do I always feel that Yi Huan's spirit is not right? In the past, she could still stand up and walk, but since she drank the medicine you made, her body became more and more heavy. She always stayed on the bed, didn't she die? How can it seem that the fetus is still growing? "

Sun Changtian Yin said: "do you really want to hear the truth?"

Song Ying's whole body was stiff. She felt a chill rising from head to toe. But after all, she stabilized her mood very quickly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Sun Changtian, don't forget that you and I are grasshoppers on a rope!"

Sun changtianxie laughed wildly, hugged her in his arms and said, "I naturally remember that just because we are grasshoppers on the same rope, what I do now is for our future."

Song Ying Leng Lengshen: "you say we?"

Sun Changtian's eyes flashed a touch of bitterness, lowered her voice and said in her ear: "Song Yihuan's belly is indeed a stillbirth, but her belly is in production. It's not the fetus growing up, but the blood accumulated inside."

"What does blood mean?" Song Ying is full of doubts.

Sun Changtian put her on the soft couch and said, "when this kind of blood water reaches a critical point in her stomach, it will be like breaking her belly. In addition, the stillborn will stay in her body for a long time, so on that day of the month, her internal organs will decay."

"How could that be?" Song Ying's whole body trembles and pushes sun Changtian away. Her head is full of cold sweat.

Sun Changtian said: "why can't it be like this? She cried and begged to stay, but I only helped her achieve her wish. "

"But you didn't say she would die!" Song Ying said in a sharp voice

Sun Changtian's cold eyes glared: "you want everyone to know, don't you? Don't forget, in this yard, there is also the eye line of tartar king.

Song Ying subconsciously covered her mouth and remained silent for a long time before she asked, "why do you want to do this?"

Sun Changtian sneered and sipped his lips. He sat at the table, took the teapot, poured out a cup of cold tea and drank it all. He said, "I'm not doing this for our future. Didn't song Yihuan say that? This is the only child left by the tartar king in the world. As long as we control this child, why don't we hold the tartar King firmly in our hands, and song Yihuan must die, otherwise how can you be the mother of the child? "

Song Ying sits by his side, and the poison hidden in her eyes surges out. Yes, she doesn't want to linger with sun Changtian like a lost dog. She needs a decent identity to revenge, and the tartar queen is her best choice.

When she has this cognition, song Yihuan's life is nothing in her heart, and even she has begun to look forward to that day.

Sun Changtian saw the flattery on her small face, and guessed that she had figured it out. It seemed that they were really a perfect match in the world. One was cruel and the other was selfish and merciless. They all wanted to achieve their goals by all means. Even if they were close relatives, they would not hesitate to abandon them in front of interests.

Song Yihuan doesn't know that her life has begun to count down. She is still dreaming of going back to the Song Dynasty.

Shangguanrui, the king of Tartars, sits on his bed and looks at the bright candlelight. What he remembers in his mind is the night when he fell in the ice cave with Song Qing. He hides her smile in his memory. When he thinks of it, he can't help bending his lips.

"King!" Unintentionally, he came in from the outside with a letter in his hand.

Shangguanrui glanced at her and took the letter from her hand.

After reading, he put the letter on the candle and quickly burned to ashes.

He raised his lips and said, "it seems that the emperor of Jinxi has a hard time. He is forced to live by mortgaging the objects in the Empress Dowager's palace."

No heart Leng way: "Jinxi really so difficult?"

Shangguanrui nodded: "they borrowed a lot of money from Datong bank to help the drought in the south of Sui Dynasty."

Unexpectedly, Jinxi was in such a predicament. Now, it's better for us Tartars. Although food is scarce, as long as winter is over, we can turn over. But they have a large population. If they want to make a comeback, it's just a little difficult

Shangguanrui squints. He thinks it's necessary to take advantage of this time to take advantage of xuanyuansheng. With the advent of spring, everything recovers, and the Tartars have begun to thrive. Now he has rich financial resources. Maybe he can use some money to buy his city. After all, what he needs most is silver.

Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "unintentionally, prepare to pack. We will start our journey to the capital of Jinxi tomorrow to meet the emperor."