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Hostility was everywhere, and there was killing intent in Xiao Yan's eyes.

Yunluo is not afraid at all, her words are full of pleasure of revenge, "Then I will tell you today! In bed, he has always been gentle to me, and will never be as rough as you!"

"Clap" sound.

Xiao Yan raised his hand and slapped Yunluo directly, knocking her to the ground heavily.

Qi and blood surged up, and there was a puff in the throat, a fishy sweetness surged up, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of the mouth.

Yunluo lay on the ground, laughing foolishly, mixed with the muffled thunder from the sky, it was extremely permeating...

Following the sound of thunder, someone rushed in outside the door and knelt down on the ground with a plop. It was Imperial Doctor Zhang.

At this moment, Imperial Physician Zhang panicked, knelt on the ground and kowtowed hurriedly, "Your Majesty, it's not good, the empress gave birth early, and the delivery is difficult right now. If you don't change the blood, I'm afraid there will be a sign of blood collapse! I may die twice! "

Exchange blood?

It has always been between relatives that blood can be exchanged.

This method is insidious, it has always been a method of saving lives with one life for another...

Xiao Yan's eyes were blood red, and he stared at Yunluo who was sneering on the ground.

Raising her hand, she directly grabbed Yunluo by the collar, lifted her up, dragged her, and threw her directly in front of Doctor Zhang.

In the voice, cold and cruel, "Use her blood! Go save the queen!"

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It was a dark night with no light in the sky.

The already gloomy and terrifying Leng Gong exuded a strong bloody aura at this moment.

Yunluo's hands and feet were bound and she was trapped on the bed.

The meridian at the wrist was slowly cut open.

It was obviously painful, but suddenly, she couldn't feel anything.

Streams of warm blood slowly flowed out from her body.

Once, she tried so hard to survive and escape from the palace.

Now that things have happened, she actually feels that, in fact, death is a kind of relief...

Yunluo slowly opened her eyes, there was no one in the room, only a few porcelain bowls were placed under her wrists, followed by the continuous flow of blood from her body.

The voice was weak, "Jiang Hao, Jiang Shiwei, are you still there..."

Outside the house, Jiang Hao's figure froze, and a bad premonition gushed out, but he could only say to Yun Luo inside the house, "Miss Yun, what do you want?"

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Jiang Hao felt unable to move an inch.

With dizziness in front of her eyes, Yunluo clearly felt that her life was slowly dissipating along with the bowls of blood.

Trying to keep the last trace of sobriety.

At this moment, there was an unprecedented calm, "If there is still a chance, please help me and tell the emperor a word..."

The tone of these words was like repeating his last words.

Jiang Hao was flustered for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Yunluo's weak voice.

"Say, tell him, if there is an afterlife, I will never recover, and I don't want to meet him again..."

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Hanfeng Hall.

A cry of a baby suddenly broke the dull night.

There was a sudden thunder in the sky, instantly drowning out the baby's cries.

Xiao Yan stood outside the Hanfeng Palace with a gloomy and ugly face.

The mother in the house took the child out, ran to Xiao Yan excitedly, and congratulated her repeatedly, "The emperor is overjoyed! The empress has given birth to a little prince!"

little prince...

Xiao Yan's eyes fell on the child coldly, but the coldness in his eyes was even stronger.

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart and spread throughout his limbs, giving him a very bad premonition.

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