After the Emperor’s dust heard the words of Feng Chuge, his look suddenly changed. He seemed to know what it was. “I know...”

"What do you know?" Feng Chuge heard the sound, slightly surprised.

"My grandfather once told me that I want our children to inherit the position of the future patriarch. I want to come. Chi Yuling has repeatedly targeted the children because of this."

Yes, Chi Wanqun does have this intention.

If you want to be the patriarch of the Xilong nationality, you must first marry the woman of the Xilong nationality. This is the law that has never changed. Chiwanqun is also not good at breaking this rule. Therefore, even if the blood of the imperial dust is pure, he is not qualified to be the heir to the patriarch.

In this regard, Chi Wanqun does have some regrets, but what is good is that Feng Chu’s belly is pregnant with the imperfect children, and the blood of the dragon in his body is so dignified, and the blood of the child is also very pure.

Under this time, Chi Wanqun hit his mind to the children of Fengchuge.

"So, Chi Yuling is trying to kill the children today?" Feng Chu sings a sigh, cold.

The emperor's dust is only a slight nod.

His brows twitched slightly, and there was an iceberg between the eyebrows. "She won't be willing to give up! It seems that we can only preempt."

"What are you going to do?"

The dusty brow of the emperor slowly loosened, his thin lips were light, and his eyes sneered a sneer... "Kill!"

However, the imperial dust and Fengchu song did not even think that they have not started to act, and the red jade Ling over there, can't wait to re-apply.

Night, silence.

Chi Yuling is in his own room and can't sleep.

Thinking of what happened in the day, she would not be angry.

Originally, she arranged everything well, but she gave birth to such a change halfway.

Not only did not kill the Fengchu song, but lost all his face on the street.

Of course, what makes Akita Ling angry is that she always feels that Feng Chuge has long been aware of what she is doing today...

Thinking about this, Chi Yuling shuddered.

She is the means to know the Fengchu song, even the red jade day can not fight her, enough to see her is a little demon.

However, she must kill the children in the Fengchu songs. The existence of the child is a threat to the red wind. If you don't kill the child, Chi Yanfeng's efforts for so many years are almost in vain.

She couldn't lie down again, got up from the bed and sat down on one side of the chair.

Under the candlelight, Akasaka’s face was particularly scary.

"Madam, can't you sleep?" A waitress saw Akasaka can't sleep, and asked.

Akira Ling did not speak, just poured a glass of water and drank it.

"Mrs. I am upset about the young master's business?" This maid is the confidant of Akasaka, and she suddenly sighed the mind of Akasaka.

"Yeah." Chi Yuling nodded, showing a slight focus.

"Mrs. Actually, I don't have to be so upset." The maid seemed to have any good ideas and was close to Chi Yuling. "The Emperor's dust is indeed the blood of the patriarch, but the child in the belly of Feng Chu Ge, who has not yet been born, will not be seen..."

"What do you mean?" Chi Yu Ling heard the sound, suddenly shocked, looked up at the maid.

The maid's lips had a shallow smile. "Madam, as long as I can prove that the Fengchu song is a slut, when the patriarch will drive her out of Xilong, who will let a **** stay here?"

On the side, Chi Yuling listened to the maid's words, and the face that had been wrinkled tightly stretched slowly.

Correct……

that's it……