Xia Xiyun, North Ming and Plenty

The sudden change made Xia Feng unable to react in time, and was slapped several meters away with a palm. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while, and the sword in his hand was also slapped flying.

Taking the opportunity, Beiming Fengxi stepped forward quickly, drew out the long sword at his waist, and chopped off Xia Feng's head.

His legs moved freely, unlike what Xia Feng said, he was paralyzed in the chair.

It also surprised Xia Xiyun, she even forgot to cry, and there were still wet tears on her face.

"Xiyun!" Bei Mingfeng stepped forward, pressed Xia Xiyun's shoulder to check the injury on her neck, his voice was trembling, and sprinkled the hemostatic medicine he carried on her wound: "Quick, come back!" Gong! Pass the imperial physician!"

He raised his hand and picked her up horizontally, and quickly ran towards the city gate.

Soldiers had already gone to deal with those dead soldiers, and a confrontation ended like this.

"Brother Fengxi, I'm fine..." Xia Xiyun looked at his face greedily. Although there was a scar, it didn't affect the beauty. She felt that no matter how he looked at it, he was handsome.

It's just that her voice is very small, because the wound on her neck hurts so much.

The carriage galloped all the way to the direction of the palace.

Returning to Chuyun Court again, Xia Xiyun was not in a hurry to ask the imperial doctor to bandage her wound, she just said anxiously: "My child, the child is still at... Aunt Huang's house."

For the past month, Beiming Fengxi refrained from seeing their mother and son, because he was afraid of arousing Xia Feng's suspicion.

After the prison caught fire that day, he pretended to be a prison guard and rescued Xia Xiyun regardless of his life, then had someone secretly send her out of the imperial city, and even invited the midwife in the village to take care of her.

He didn't send anyone to guard her, that's the only way to be safe.

Xia Feng has always been insidious and cunning, full of tricks.

And act cautiously.

"Okay, I'll send someone to pick up the child right now!" Beiming Fengxi was afraid that Xia Xiyun's injury would be life-threatening, so he didn't care about other things, so he asked the Tai Hospital to give her a quick diagnosis and treatment.

At the same time, he ordered people to go to the village to pick up the little prince.

A medical lady packed the medicine box for the Imperial Hospital, and stood directly beside the bed.

It's just that she just put away a few medicine bottles, flicked her sleeves, and suddenly a dagger was in her hand, stabbing Xia Xiyun fiercely.

In the main hall, there were only the Supreme Hospital and Beiming Fengxi. Xia Xiyun was lying weakly on the bed. Beiming Fengxi saw the flash of white light, and without thinking, he leaned forward and covered Xia Xiyun with his whole chest.

Things changed so quickly, Xia Xiyun was stunned for a moment when he saw Beiming Fengxi who suddenly leaned over in front of him, and he clearly felt Beiming Fengxi's body froze.

"Brother Fengxi, what's wrong with you?" Xia Xiyun struggled to sit up, and raised her hand to hold Beiming Fengxi's arm.

"I'm fine." Beiming Fengxi shook his head, straightened his waist, and turned his head to look coldly at the assassin who was restrained by the guards.

It turned out to be Xin Meiren who had been expelled from the palace.

It seems that I was too soft at the beginning.

All those people at that time should be eliminated, leaving no one behind.

Xin Meiren was pushed to kneel on the ground, with an unconvinced expression on her face: "Xia Xiyun, you bitch, you killed my child, I will kill you!"

In order to deal with Xia Xiyun, she did not hesitate to use the child in her belly to frame Xia Xiyun.

In the end, not only did I gain nothing, but I also lost everything, so I went crazy.

"Drag out, stick dead." Beiming Fengxi let out a low voice.

He was always facing Xia Xiyun, his complexion turned slightly pale.

The Tai Hospital was so frightened that it took a while to heal the wound on Xia Xiyun's neck.

"Go down." Beiming Fengxi waved his hand.

"Xiyun!" Beiming Fengxi's complexion was a little pale, he supported half of his body with his hands, lay on his side beside the bed, looked at Xia Xiyun in front of him: "Do you still hate me?"

"I don't hate it." Xia Xiyun raised her eyes to look at him, and replied: "I don't hate it at all."

"Xiyun, I love you!" Bei Mingfeng coughed in a muffled voice.

"Brother Fengxi, I love you too!"

Xia Xiyun raised her eyes and saw that Beiming Fengxi seemed to be tired and closed her eyes, so she raised her hand and shook his hand, but felt that his hand was so cold, she was startled: "Brother Fengxi, brother Fengxi... "

Turning over and sitting up, he saw a dagger stuck in the back of Beiming Fengxi's back!

Regardless of the pain in her neck, Xia Xiyun hugged Beiming Fengxi and shouted, "Brother Fengxi, wake up, wake up..."

Beiming Fengxi's body was a little heavy, and he slid down from the bed, with his eyes closed and a calm expression on his face, he finally used the rest of his life to make up for everything, to make up for the big mistake of Taotian!

A guard sent the prince in, and Xia Xiyun took it over. The one-month-old child was sleeping soundly. She didn't let the guard help Beiming Fengxi, but placed the child gently in his arms...