The Queen of War

The endless annoying snow finally stopped. A few wisps of warm sunshine, through the small window, projected on the cold and wet ground of the prison. In the gloomy prison, these rays of sunshine are particularly warm and precious. Many prisoners' bones are moldy here, and they have never seen a ray.

The gentle sunshine gently sprinkled on Nan Guoxiong's earthy gray face.

"Dinner!" said the prison head impatiently, holding the food box. "I'm so lazy to sleep here after three strokes. Did you dare to get up so late when you played Yu in the past? It's strange not to be beaten up."

He didn't know that Nan Guoxiong couldn't play Yu at all. He couldn't even understand the score. In fact, Nan Guoxiong can't play Yu. It's no secret among the musicians, but no one dares to expose him. He is a distant relative of Xia Yingchun. Who is not afraid of death to provoke him? In the Royal Palace, it's better to do more than less, so the musicians pretend to be deaf and dumb and don't know anything.

The voice of the prison head was very loud, but Nan Guoxiong still lay quietly on the ground and didn't move.

"What a lazy man!" the prison head opened the prison door unhappily and put the food in the food box on the ground. It was all unbearable.

Of course, for Nan Guoxiong, the prison felt that these things were also cheap for him. When Zhong Wuyan was in the riot room, even drinking water became a luxury. It was a great grace to give this bastard a meal.

"Why don't you get up? Don't you want someone to feed you?" the prisoner walked over unhappily and kicked Nan Guoxiong heavily.

It doesn't matter if you don't kick. This kick startled the prison head.

Nan Guoxiong's body has become stiff and must have been dead for a long time.

"Dead?" he stared in amazement, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

In the prison, people die every day. It's not surprising that this prison head is common. However, Nanguo Xiong is different. He is a wanted criminal. How can he die before the matter of mandarin duck pillow is brought to light?

"How can I make a job!" the prison head was pale with fear and thought in his heart, "the boy is dead and quiet. But what should I do? The king wants to order and keep strict watch. Who knows that the boy..."

He frowned and made up his mind: "no, I have to go quickly and leave this damn place so as not to be implicated by this bastard!"

Thinking of this, the prison head quietly closed the prison door, went straight home, cleaned up the soft and fled.

Water Moon Palace.

Xia Yingchun carefully washed her face. The little waxy yellow face turned white and tender again, and her skin was like coagulated fat. She is very beautiful. Even without makeup, she is definitely a top beauty. However, she always liked those Rouge powder, which polluted the original good look.

"Mom, are you going to take some risks?" Xia Yingchun washed his face, sat in front of diamond glasses and dressed up carefully, "I'm afraid that bastard will bite me out!"

A long black and supple hair is casually draped behind the head. The unmodified summer Yingchun looks particularly beautiful and has a little more fresh breath. I saw her lips red and teeth white, her eyes like stars, and her beauty was shocking. Her clothes were half covered, revealing a trace of preserved snow. The towering Yufeng once fascinated Nan Guoxiong and was almost buried at this point.

Looking at this trace of preserved snow, Mrs. Xia suddenly felt a little sick. Nanguo Xiong must have been ecstatic here, and his attractive curve has been humiliated by him. At the thought that her mother and daughter had committed themselves to the same man, Mrs. Xia wanted to throw up and break nanguoxiong into pieces!

"Don't worry, how can there be mistakes when my mother works?" Mrs. Xia had already finished dressing up. She was wearing a long dark purple dress with only a green jade hairpin on her head, and she couldn't see any luxury.

Master Xia is dead. It is reasonable that she should wear filial piety for him. However, in the Royal Palace, people are not allowed to wear filial piety at will, unless it is a national funeral. Therefore, Mrs. Xia can only try to wear plain colors, no powder and no luxurious accessories. Although the Xia family has been defeated, Xia Yingchun also gave her a lot of jewelry, which she handed over to Jianfeng for safekeeping.

I don't know why. Since she had a skin relationship with Nan Guoxiong that night, Mrs. Xia looked much younger. In fact, she was not old and well maintained, but after that night, her body seemed to be full of vitality and returned to the age of competing with the second lady.

Xia Yingchun was still a little worried. She combed a simple bun, put on pearl flowers, put on a golden collar, and carefully painted a layer of powder on her face. The little snow-white face, with the powder, looked very waxy yellow.

After a while, Jianfeng hurried in and whispered a few words in Mrs. Xia's ear.

Mrs. Xia nodded as she listened.

"What's the matter?" Xia Yingchun turned her face, looked at Mrs. Xia with a faint smile on her face and said with a smile, "is there anything else that can't be happy? You're smiling like a flower."

Happy event? Since the death of grand master Xia, will there be any happy events in the Xia family?

"It's done." Mrs. Xia sneered. "I said that as long as I start, the bastard will die."

Nanguoxiong died. He committed suicide and was sent to huangquan road by Mrs. Xia's words. He mistakenly thought that the matter had been exposed. In order to save his own flesh and blood, he had to choose suicide. As everyone knows, all this is just Mrs. Xia's trick. No one knows about him and Xia Yingchun. However, Mrs. Xia will never allow Nan Guoxiong to live in this world. As long as he doesn't die for a day, it will be exposed. Once things are exposed, Xia Yingchun will never have a future.

"Dead?" I don't know why. After hearing the news of nanguoxiong's death, Xia Yingchun's heart was sour.

In any case, after all, it was a dew husband and wife. Nanguo Xiong's performance in bed fascinated her. She did not pity him, but felt a little sorry that she would never have such a bed companion from now on.

"Reluctant?" Mrs. Xia said with a sneer.

"Die and die!" Xia Yingchun sneered, "but what should I do next?"

She really has a bad appetite recently, but she's not sure whether she's pregnant, and she doesn't dare to declare a doctor. Because Tian Bijiang hasn't touched her for a long time. If she gets pregnant at this time, wouldn't it be tantamount to digging her own grave?

Mrs. Xia thought for a moment and said with a smile, "it's very simple. Let the king spoil you. If you have a child in your stomach, it's better. Even if you correct the name of the child. If not, it's nothing. At least it can bring you closer to the relationship between you and the king."

"But the king hasn't come for a long time. How can he come?" Xia Yingchun is not sure about this.

Although she thought she was extremely clever, she was still a lot shallower than Mrs. Xia.

Mrs. Xia didn't speak, but a cold smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.