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"So, what's going on here?" Hanshuang questioned the two people in front of her, her eyes were bloodshot.

She sneaked out of the palace in light clothes and rushed to meet Mao Chen and Tang Yu before dawn. Her thin body was wrapped in a wide robe, and her unpainted face showed exhaustion that could not be concealed.

This is an inconspicuous tea house outside the capital city, for people on the road to rest temporarily. Who would have thought that there were three most powerful people in Da Zhou sitting under the thatched hut.

Whether it is bright or dark.

Hanshuang was pregnant with the emperor's heir, and Li Chengfeng devoted all his attention to her, while Mao Chen became more serious. The former confidant eunuch Cui Gonggong was already old, and Li Chengfeng was more willing to listen to him, who was younger, smarter, and more knowledgeable about advancing and retreating.

As for Tang Yu, perhaps Li Chengfeng hadn't realized it yet, but it was definitely not unreasonable for the late emperor to sacrifice the military power of the Great Zhou to suppress generals.

But right now, the alliance of the three seems to have a lot of problems.

Tang Yu rejected Li Chengfeng's kindness, and took the initiative to go to the frontier to guard. He didn't give Li Chengfeng time to hold a farewell banquet for him, but left at night.

Finally, at the dawn of dawn, Hanshuang was blocked in this teahouse.

Tang Yu and Maochen are discussing something secretly, only she looks like an outsider.

Hanshuang carefully stood up with one hand propped up on her waist, her eyes flicked across the faces of Mao Chen and Tang Yu.

"I obviously take medicine every time, why can I still conceive?" She stared at Maochen, her eyes seemed to burst into flames.

Tang Yu has been fighting far away, while Mao Chen stays in the deep palace every day. As a senior eunuch in the palace, it is very convenient for him to use some means.

Maochen took a deep breath, looked directly at Hanshuang, and admitted without changing his expression.

"Yes, I ordered someone to change your medicine."

"you!"

Hanshuang was short of breath for a while, choked on her chest, and almost made her lose her breath.

Maochen stretched out his hand to help Hanshuang to sit down, his tone was gentle and gentle, just like the chief eunuch in the palace who was not leaking in the world: "Your Majesty, sit down and rest, move your fetus carefully."

Hanshuang opened Maochen's hand forcefully, and a red fingerprint suddenly appeared on Maochen's fine white skin that had been cultivated without seeing the sun for many years.

Maochen looked down at the fast red mark and smiled to himself.

Hanshuang sat back in her seat, took a sip of cold tea, and said word by word: "Listen carefully, I will never give birth to the evil son of Emperor Da Zhou!"

Maochen looked at the empty teacup, and frowned unconsciously.

"Your Majesty, don't make things difficult for your own body. Since you are pregnant, why not let nature take its course?" Mao Chen explained.

"Follow the flow?" Hanshuang seemed to have heard a big joke, she laughed until she burst into tears, "If I let the flow take its course, I would have died in the fire on Mount Lianfeng!"

"I came to the Imperial Court of the Great Zhou alone. I wanted to change my life against the sky. I used my rotten life to open God's eyes. Now you advise me to take care of my body and let nature take its course?"

Maochen remained silent.

He is irrefutable.

The three of them were brought together by a common hatred, but each had their own thoughts. He took the lead in taking advantage of Hanshuang's ignorance and her natural disadvantages as a woman. Let's rejoice together.

He sympathized with Han Shuang's situation, but that was all.

It is impossible for him to give up his revenge for Hanshuang, and he doesn't think he is such a kind person.

In truth, Maochen believes that he is the darkest one among the three present.

He spent his short life in the dark palace. He thought he was struggling against the evil, and he pinned all the good things on a soul that successfully escaped from the bottom of the world. But now, someone killed him with his own hands. His only remaining belief, the silk thread that has been tied to him, will be broken at any time. Maochen is shocked that he has already been assimilated by the abyss.

"Han Shuang..." Mao Chen spoke in deliberation.

"Han Shuang, what do you want?" Tang Yu answered suddenly.

Ever since Hanshuang started questioning, Tang Yu has remained silent. After all, this evil breed is a grievance between Hanshuang and Maochen. Before he left, the relationship between the two was far less tense than it is now.

But now, he has probably sorted out the problem. Although it happened during his departure from Beijing, the seeds of the problem were actually planted long before he left.

Maochen had already expressed the idea of ​​letting Hanshuang give birth to a prince to replace Li Chengfeng, and Tang Yu knew about it.

Not only informed, he also readily agreed.

Tang Yu didn't think he was wrong, Hanshuang only thought that she could die if she got revenge, but Tang Yu didn't want her to die just like that.

It can be said that Xiao Yuan died to save Hanshuang, so Hanshuang must live well, live in glory and wealth.

For a woman, is there anything more glorious than giving birth to a prince?

"What do you want?" Tang Yu asked again.

"I want revenge. I want the person who killed my father and elder brother to take his life. The dog emperor is dead, but his son is still alive." As he said that, Hanshuang's eyes ignited a terrifying light again.

"What about you?" Tang Yu asked again.

"What about after revenge? What do you want?"

"After revenge?" Hanshuang was stunned, with a trace of doubt flashing across his face.

Apparently, she had never thought about it that far back.

Her life seemed to have stayed in the firelight that filled the mountains and plains that night, and now she was like a marionette, meticulously fulfilling the last wish of her who died.

And puppets are not qualified to plan for themselves.

"Hanshuang..." Tang Yu sighed.

"You want to live." Tang Yu said firmly.

"If you only want revenge, you can stab him with a knife while Li Chengfeng is staying by your side any night, and then you are caught and killed, that's considered revenge."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, Hanshuang actually nodded her head, and the scene Tang Yu described made her think so.

"However, people can't do this, at least you can't." Tang Yu ruthlessly smashed the scene he had just portrayed for Hanshuang.

"Your father, is he a very good man?" Tang Yu said softly.

"Father..." Hanshuang's eyes were empty, as if she was immersed in distant memories, the corners of her eyes were stained red, and it seemed that she had changed from the exhausted crazy pregnant woman back to the original one holding her face A little girl who listens to stories.

"You and your father, who should live?" Tang Yu seemed to be bewitching.

"Father, of course." Hanshuang said without any hesitation, "Father is the best person in the world, he is the most knowledgeable and kind, he can teach the best students in the world, and I can only shame him .”

"But he died." Tang Yu said indifferently, "He traded his death for your life, do you plan to live like this?"

"If you die, then your father, your eldest brother, and Xiao... all those who are willing to die for you, their sacrifices are all worthless."

"So, are you still willing to die easily?" Tang Yu asked the final question.

"I..." Hanshuang hesitated.

"Good girl, don't let your hands get bloody." Tang Yu said warmly.

A good girl seemed to have completely shattered Hanshuang's line of defense. It had been too long since she had heard such an address.

Hanshuang's tears finally welled up in her eyes, she looked at Tang Yu with tears in her eyes, the tears blurred her vision, everything was as unreal as a dream.

"Then what should I do?" Hanshuang asked crying.

Tang Yu took a deep breath and said in the most nonchalant tone possible: "Take care of yourself, give birth to this child, and find a way to make Li Chengfeng make him a prince. It doesn't matter if you can't, we will help you."

"At that time, you will be the supreme woman of Dazhou, and you will live the best life. Your father, Izumi, will know and feel at ease."

"Also, this country has harmed your relatives, but in the future, the emperor of the Great Zhou will shed your blood, and the blood of Lianfeng Mountain will be passed down forever, and you will enjoy the support of thousands of generations in the Taimiao."

"This kind of revenge is the best."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he looked at Hanshuang patiently. He didn't urge her, but just waited for her to make her own decision.

Maochen secretly glanced at Tang Yu, then quickly looked away.

Hanshuang wailed, as if she had returned to that night again, because of her weakness and powerlessness, she had to do nothing but walk on the path arranged for her by others.

They all wanted her to live as long as possible and live happily, but the dozens of lives in Lianfeng Mountain weighed heavily, and they had already pushed her to a dead end. She could no longer turn around briskly like an ordinary girl. Can only keep going forward, go forward.

Hanshuang cried for a long time.

This place is remote, with few people. The frosty cry and howls stretched all the way along the horizon, and finally dissipated in the infinite morning mist.

Since crying all night on the day when Lianfeng Mountain was destroyed, Hanshuang has never cried so happily again. She thinks that crying is the most incompetent and cowardly act, and she has no qualifications for cowardice.

She forced herself to be strong, to hold back all her tears.

But now, she finally cried out again, in front of two halfway allies who had a delicate relationship.

Hanshuang understood that they were using her, but the balance in her heart could not help but tilt towards those two.

One person persuaded her with good words, and the other reasoned with her. Under the different faces, there was the same heart.

The people of Dazhou never really understand her pain.

But Hanshuang fell.

She also wants to live.

She kept saying that she could give up her life for revenge, but when the two put another way in front of her, she was still moved.

She was pregnant with the enemy's child.

She is shameless, she deserves to be spurned, she deserves to be murdered, and she deserves to be hacked into pieces.

But Hanshuang didn't dare to die.

It turned out that she was so despicable.

She kept saying that she wanted revenge, but in reality she was still trying to survive.

Hanshuang had never confirmed her despicableness like now, so she burst into tears.

She should have died long ago, she deserved to die in the flames that reached the sky.

But since she didn't die, she should live on.

I don't know how long it took, the sky light dispelled all the mist, the morning water vapor cleared, and the warm sunshine shone on everyone.

Hanshuang wiped away her tears, looked at the two men in front of her, and made up her mind.

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