Your Highness, where to escape

"Bang"

Yunxi kicked her dagger and said in a deep voice:

"The murderer pays for his life. If you don't have to kill him, he can't live. Why do you have to take your own life?"

He Xiang cried out:

"Let me kill him. I don't want to live anyway. Kill him. I'll jump the tower right away. "

This time, she was totally disillusioned. She really wanted to die, not to make men regret.

Instead, she regretted it herself.

She had never regretted so much.

"Father, mother, my daughter is unfilial. When my daughter kills Zhang Chen, I will go down to accompany you immediately!"

She was on her knees, wailing and remorseful.

Zhang Chen was shocked.

Is this woman crazy?

Didn't she love him the most?

Now, for the sake of two dead people, he threatened to kill him. Is his brain broken?

Yunxi said: "if you are alive, some people can still remember their death day. On Qingming Festival, their graves are not too cold. If you die, how many people in the world will miss them?"

He Xiang was stunned.

Indeed, she is the only child in the family. If even she dies, only grass will grow on her parents' grave.

Yunxi turns to Lengyan and says:

"Take them back to the Ministry of punishment for trial. I'll see mor."

Leng Yan laughs and jokes:

"You know you care about mor'er. She's fine. You might as well accompany me to the Ministry of punishment."

Cloud Xi way: "less poor mouth, these days, you less investigation, more walk."

Behind every case, there are dark hearts.

Pregnant women need to be happy.

Cold smoke every day in the face of this miasma, affect the mood how to do?

The mood of pregnant women has a great influence on the fetus.

A pregnant woman with a sad face will have a sentimental disease if she is not careful.

"Don't worry, I won't be affected. I'm happy that the wicked have been punished. I won't worry about the health of the fetus. I don't believe you can give me a pulse. "

The cloud Xi immediately holds the cold smoke's pulse, carefully feels the pulse.

Lengyan's heart is strong and powerful. As before, it seems that she is worried too much.

Yun Xisong opened his hand, raised his eyes and said with a smile:

"Then pay attention to yourself. I'll go to Mo'er. We'll get together after you finish the case."

Leng Yan holds her fists with both hands and says with a smile:

"Excuse me, princess."

"Poor mouth."

Cloud Xi light smile, gently shook his head.

Then she turned her back to Lengyan and walked in the other direction.

She waved as she walked

"Go ahead and do what we should do. We have a long way to go."

Behind her, Wu Yang Yang knelt all over the ground

"Congratulations, your Highnesses."

Lu Zhu catches up and says:

"Miss, I'll go back to the mansion first and report my good news to the old lady."

Cloud Xi shallow smile: "go."

Lu Zhu ran to report the good news with a happy face.

Looking at Lvzhu's light back, Yunxi's bright red lips are gently raised.

It's nice to have someone thinking about it.

This is probably the taste of home, right?

Weifu is in chaos.

Gu qingmo's stomach started early.

According to the due date, she still has half a month to give birth.

Yunxi thought that even if mor'er gave birth prematurely, it would not be as early as half a month.

She thought she had come back early enough.

She never thought that mor'er's stomach had started the day before yesterday.

Today is the third day of MOR's dystocia.

She was such a strong person that she screamed to death in the delivery room.

Delivery room is a taboo place for men, Wei Chengfeng was not allowed to go in.

But when he heard Mo'er yelling inside, his heart was broken, and he was waiting outside almost crazy.

He pushed away the elders who were blocking his way and rushed in regardless.

His woman is dying in it. Why should he stand outside and wait?

Will wenpo be more attentive than him?

At this moment, he must be with her.

He can not only take care of her, but also give her spiritual power.

He can't cry, he can't mess, he can't be afraid.

When I was a child, she rushed in front of me to protect him.

It's his turn to guard her this time.

However, people can not resist the cold reality.

Wenpo knelt all over the floor.

The leader asked in a trembling voice:

"Shizi, do you want to keep big or small?"

"What?"

Wei Chengfeng suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Shizi, do you want to keep big or small?"

Wenpo, who took the lead, repeated it, choking and sobbing.

The steady women kneeling behind her were all in tears.

This is already the third day, the steady women can still take turns to rest, but Shizi, has no rest for three days and two nights.

His eyes were bloodshot and his beard grew out.

Handsome and extraordinary son of the world, now, so sloppy that people can hardly recognize.

Baoda? Keep small?

It's a story that's on stage, isn't it?

Why did it fall on him?

"Keep it small."

Speaking these two words, Gu qingmo gasped violently.

Wei Chengfeng suddenly regained his mind and said in a loud voice:

"Big, big! If anything happens to Mo'er, I want everyone here to be buried with me! Including myself

"Wind, calm down."

Mrs. Wei staggered in.

The delivery room is a darkroom. As her mother-in-law, it was not convenient for her to come in.

Can daughter-in-law dystocia, the son rushed into the delivery room, she has what good taboo?

Seeing his mother coming in, Wei Chengfeng fell to his knees with a plop and said in a hoarse voice:

"Mother, you have to be big."

Mrs. Wei looked distressed.

She picked up her son and said:

"OK, Baoda. We Baoda. Don't worry."

"No"

Gu qingmo faintly fell on the delivery bed with tears in his eyes

"If Baoda, I will never be a mother in my life. Chengfeng, this time, you must listen to me. "

She's good at medicine. She knows her body.

Although there are the best wenpo in the whole capital gathered here, at their level, if they are big enough, they will save her life at most.

If you take away three children, there will be a massive hemorrhage.

Her body, can't bear that kind of bleeding any more.

She will lose not only her children, but also her motherhood.

Wei Chengfeng hurried forward to hold Gu qingmo's hand. His eyes were red with blood and his tears were like rain

"It doesn't matter. We can have a few children from the family."

Of course, he was reluctant to give up the three children, but mor's life was more important.

Gu qingmo shakes her head

"Fool, I have only one life, but children have three lives. Can you do arithmetic? How can one life be exchanged for three? "

Wei Chengfeng shook his head: "don't say three lives, even if thirty lives, I will choose you."

Seeing that Wei Chengfeng couldn't be moved, Gu qingmo turned to look at Mrs. Wei and begged:

"Mother, please advise Chengfeng. This is your grandson you have been looking forward to for a long time."