The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsong a bitter cry of Chen Biyu came from the room, cold flute looked at the sundial not far away, secretly relieved, and finally began production ...

Although it was a little late, after the child was born, he should still have a certain time to go to the raccoon in the post to change the prince ...

Speaking of civet cats changing princes, Leng Xiao thought of the 'real prince' destined to die from birth. A sharp flash of mercy flashed in his eyes. Child, don't blame your father, but blame yourself only, who made you reborn In Feng Qianling's stomach, half of the blood of the imperial royal family was stuffed.

The royal family surnamed Chuangshang Guofeng was the most hated by their Leng family, and they always wanted to replace it. Now, God has sent such a good opportunity, will they let it go, the raccoon cat will change the prince, and support the pure Leng family blood as the emperor, It ’s just one part of their plan. The other part is to hang and hang the people of Feng ’s royal family cleanly, without leaving a trace of future troubles, even if the subsequent troubles are his cold family ’s children, and half of his cold family blood will not work. ...

"Madam, work hard, work hard ... see the child's head ... continue working hard ..."

"Add a few ginseng to my wife ..."

"Madam continues to work hard ..."

"Quickly ... the child's head came out ..."

"Okay, okay ... the baby was born ..."

The scream of joy from the mother-in-law came from inside the house, cold flute eyes brightened, the child was born, it was so nice ...

"Oh, what's wrong ..."

"It's blood ... Madam is bleeding ..."

"How could it be bleeding ... quickly, quickly go get the cotton cloth ..."

Wen Po's panic-stricken call came from the room with messy footsteps. Leng Xiao was suddenly stunned, hemorrhage, Yuer hemorrhage, he heard it right ...

Cold flute opened the curtain and walked into the room. I saw the girls in the room serving the copper trays, turning the boxes over, turning the cabinets down, looking for the cotton cloths, looking for the cotton cloths, handing the cotton cloths, you Come and go, you pushed me squeezed, already messed up.

Chen Biyu was lying on the big bed, his face was pale and bloodless, his temples' hair was soaked in sweat, and the sheets under him had also been stained with blood. Wenpo stood beside the bed and kept bleeding. The place is stuffed with cotton cloth, but still can't stop the bright red blood from surging ...

Yuer bleeds really, really bleeds ...

How could this be?How could Yu'er bleed?

Leng Xiao was so shocked that he was about to say something, and a cry of exclamation sounded first: "Little boy, little boy ... Little boy is out of breath ..." The crisp female voice was full of shock and disbelief.

"Don't talk nonsense ..."

"Slave slave, there is no nonsense, the young man is really angry, don't believe you look ..."

A steady grandmother stepped forward, reaching for the baby's nose, trying it carefully on the neck, and his face sank instantly, "Young Master is really out of breath ..."

"..." Leng Xiao's eyes were stern, and her slender body was like a beam of light, and she immediately reached the little maid, and reached out to snatch the baby in her arms, to try his nose, the neck, and the nose beneath, no The slightest breath, the neck is quiet, there is no trace of arterial beating ...

Without breathing, his child really did not breathe ...

How could this be?what the hell is it?

Leng Xiao's heart was heavy and at a loss.

"It's so busy here ..." A familiar female voice rang out suddenly, and Leng Xiao looked up ...