C12 unborn infant

The sun was setting in the west, and the evening sky was filled with the glow of the clouds. However, even though the palace was deep and the ice shards under the eaves had mostly melted, it was still dripping and falling non-stop, which made the palace even colder. As soon as Heavy Shadow stepped into the hall, a chill came over him and he couldn't help but straighten his back.

The Phoenix King stood by the window with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant setting sun. His expression was silent, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

"What was she doing all day?"

The her that he was referring to was naturally the second miss of the Rong Family, Rong Xiuluo.

The double handed him a slip of paper with strange symbols on it. This was a special code word among the dark guards.

The Phoenix King was already very familiar with this. After taking a glance, she softly read it out.

"Second Miss Rong seems to be acquainted with the princess. She drank wine in the Plum Garden, danced a song, and returned drunk, in a deep slumber."

The Phoenix King gave a cold snort. "She's quite ambitious. With the Soul Devouring Flower growing on her, she's still in the mood to dance and admire the flowers."

Suddenly, he glanced at Duo Ying. "You seem to like her."

Heavy Shadow, who was recalling that spirited and beautiful figure, was shocked when he heard this. He shook his head with all his might, and his breathing became hurried.

Feng Qingsheng laughed loudly, as if this matter was extremely laughable.

"What is happening in Langyuan Palace?"

Heavy Shadow took out another slip of paper. Feng Qingsheng read it and then fell silent for a long time, "Tell Star Seizer to clean up the mess caused by the princess, don't leave any traces behind."

Heavy Shadow nodded.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall and stopped at the door. It seemed as if he was extremely hesitant and didn't dare to enter.

Feng Qingsheng frowned, this group of idiots was getting more and more blind.

He waved his hand and the shadow disappeared.

"Get in here!" He let out a low roar, and the door of the hall opened. A maid tumbled inside with a face full of fear. Scarlet spots could be seen all over her body, carrying a trace of blood.

His heart trembled, this was the Shang Fei's maid.

"Shang Fei... Shang Fei is bleeding! " The maid almost cried as she spoke. Due to her fear, she did not know what kind of fury awaited her.

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Feng Qingsheng walked out of the hall door while trembling.

He walked very quickly, and before long, he saw the tall and straight tree in front of the Dancing Fragrance Palace. Its bare branches were densely covered with rattan trees.

In that instant, the hatred in his heart reached its peak, and he almost roared at the attendants that had caught up to him, "This tree, chop it down for me! "Immediately!"

The servants looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do. For a moment, no one moved.

"What are you still standing there for?" Are you deaf? "If you're deaf, it's useless to keep them, why don't you cut them all out!" Feng Qingsheng fiercely kicked the tree.

The servants ran as fast as they could. Immediately, someone brought a axe, a knife, and a saw to chop down the tree.

The Phoenix King's face was as cold as ice as he entered the inner hall.

Pots after pots of blood were carried out of Shang Fei's bedroom. The pungent smell of blood almost made him vomit. The Shang Fei moaned in half pain, making him even more agitated.

After a while, the room finally quieted down. The head female doctor walked out covered in blood, bowed to him and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"How is it?" he asked with difficulty.

"The Empress has already stopped the bleeding … "It's just that the little prince …" The female doctor lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Even though he had expected such an outcome, the sweetness that had been bubbling in his throat finally gushed out.

It was blood!

It was bright red with warm blood!

Feng Qingsheng's heart suddenly became half gray.

"Your Majesty …" The female doctor turned pale with fright. "Your Majesty …" She took out the silk handkerchief s and wanted to help the Phoenix King wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he found that the silk handkerchief s in his hands had long been stained with the Shang Fei's blood.

"This is the tenth …" He smiled coldly and stared at the doctor. "The tenth, you know? This is my tenth child! "

The female doctor took a step back in fear, but the Phoenix King closed in on her, emitting a devilish aura. "Tell me, why can't they be born?"

"I... "I don't know!" The doctor said incoherently that she wanted to run away, but her legs didn't seem to obey her and she couldn't move even half a step.

"Hahaha …" Of course you don't know! " The Phoenix King's hands grabbed onto her neck, and tightly wrapped around her like a plum tree. She struggled with all her might, but the Phoenix King fell into a crazed state, "Only I know! Only I know! "

Darkness came, and the doctor felt the steps of death closing in on her.

Finally, the Phoenix King released both his hands.

She collapsed to the ground, barely able to breathe.

The Phoenix King staggered away like a puppet that had lost its soul. With a single step, he walked out of the Dancing Fragrance Palace.

He didn't even look at the grief-stricken Shang Fei.

The servants outside the hall were still chopping down the trees, but their movements became sluggish when they saw him come out.

The corners of their Phoenix King's mouth were still stained with blood, and the front of his robes were bloodstained. What was even more terrifying was his eyes. At this moment, he was like an evil ghost from hell that had just chosen to swallow someone.

The hidden guard Yu Guang sighed in his heart.

The last time she saw something like this was two years ago, when Chu Fei was pregnant and the doctors had taken care of her. However, before she was about to give birth, an accident happened and Chu Fei somehow fell off the mountain, giving birth to a dead child.

The Phoenix King watched the premature death of his child without rest.

It was a little princess whose facial features were already clearly visible. She had thick black hair, a small, straight nose, and a chin that was similar to the Phoenix King.

If she could grow up, she would be a beautiful and lovely princess.

Yu Guang was hiding within the Purple Profound Palace, and the hall didn't light any candles. Dense darkness surged in from all directions, surrounding the entire hall and also drowning the figure of the Phoenix King.

He could not see the Phoenix King, but he knew that the Phoenix King was crying softly.

After an unknown amount of time, the white of the fish's belly pierced through the faint radiance from the glass window. Following that, strands of multicolored light appeared in the sky.

The outline of the palace gradually became clear. The Phoenix King looked withered as he sat motionlessly by the long table.

Just when Yu Guang thought that he was about to be petrified, he lightly clapped his hands and the servants outside the palace walked in quickly, bowing his head and waiting for his orders.

"Master Chao Yan Xuan is here to meet you!"

The golden glass palace lamp in the side hall of the Phoenix Maiden Palace gradually dimmed, illuminating the hazy bed. The Shura had been sleeping ever since he returned from the western garden.

Xiao Luan picked up her silver scissors and was about to light up the lamp wick, Zhao Hui lightly shook her head and said, "Let little miss have a peaceful sleep." Ever since she entered the palace, the Miss acted as if nothing had happened, but her heart was filled with a bunch of thoughts. Even without asking, she could already guess a few things. She tossed and turned last night as if she hadn't slept the entire night.

After tucking in the Asura's blanket, the second miss who had been sleeping soundly suddenly asked, "What's your answer?"

The small bridge was shocked, "What answer?"

After waiting for a long time, the Second Miss did not say anything. Zhao Hui walked up, only to see the Second Young Miss's face blushing red, her eyes tightly shut, yet her brows were furrowed slightly.

"Miss is dreaming!" Zhao Hui waved her hand.

The Shura had never had so many dreams so long and so strange. At the beginning of the dream, she walked alone in the darkness. It was as if the universe had lost the sun and the stars, had lost all light, and only darkness could freeze everything.

"My prince, you must make a choice. Do you want the loyalty of your subjects or this lowly woman in front of you?"

Due to the angry voice, the boundless darkness tore open a bright crack. The cracks quickly extended outwards, and following that, the icy-cold darkness was torn apart. Countless rays of light flowed out, and the scene became clear.

Outside Phoenix City, a black mass of soldiers was waiting with their heads held high. The golden armor shone with a cold light, as though it was a black cloud on the horizon that was about to set off a storm that would destroy everything.

On the tall walls of the imperial city, there was a banner with the symbol of the imperial family. A large phoenix character was faintly discernable as it fluttered in the biting cold wind. Soldiers stood guard with bows and arrows in their hands.

"Kill that witch!" "Kill that witch!" Beneath the city, countless roars of rage could be heard, shaking the heaven and earth.

As a result, a slim figure appeared in the light, wearing a long, loose, red robe embroidered with long, slender beads. The strong wind caused her skirt to flutter and she stood upright like the wind. Wasn't she a Resurrection Lily that bloomed freely and unrestrainedly?

"What is your answer, my prince?"

Witch looked up at the man beside her.

The man stood in the light, his face hidden by shadows.

The man didn't answer her immediately. It seemed like he was planning something, but at the same time, he seemed to have already made his choice.

"My prince, I am making things difficult for you." Witch gently smiled. Her smile was like a gust of wind, blowing away the mist that had shrouded the moon. Everything turned incomparably bright.

"Eyebrow Monarch, I won't let you die." The man embraced her and lightly kissed her hair. "I want you to live in this world too!"

"Really?" However, even if the hundred thousand warriors didn't agree, the subjects you were loyal to wouldn't agree either … Perhaps, you should submit to them. "

"No, I will definitely think of a way to achieve the best of both worlds."

"Is there such a way?"

"Yes, as long as you believe me!"

"I believe you …"

"No matter what I do next, no matter what the legends say, you have to believe me!"

"What will you do …?" There was a hint of curiosity in her voice, a bit of probing, and also a bit of hesitation.

"In short, you have to believe me!" The prince in the shadows lowered his head, and deeply kissed the witch's beautiful red lips …