Ji Yunxue’s handcuffs shook a bit. If it wasn’t for Ji Yun’s grip on her hand, the drug might fall to the ground.

"Sister..."

Ji Yunxue was shocked, and there was some resistance in his heart.

This is a harmful thing!

Ji Guizhen interrupted Ji Yunxue and gave her a cold look: "The little monk is not sterilized, you can't climb the position of the prince, your future child will always be out, Xue, you have to think clearly, your present The difference between one thought will affect your child's future."

Ji Yunxue was stunned by Ji Guifei's words. She didn't want to do anything that hurts the world. But... her sister's words are like a needle stuck on her apex. How can her future child's future be ruined because of her?

Ji Yunxue's fingers pressed tightly on the medicine, feeling that he was so mean and vicious. She had tears in her eyes and had no choice but to nod.

Ji Guizhen saw Ji Yunxue finally figured it out, and his heart was relieved. As long as Xue was willing to cooperate with her, this Prince is in the position of her, she will help the snow to fight over.

This is not only for Cher, but also for herself.

When the old emperor gave way, Nangong became the new emperor, and her sister was the empress, and she could leave the prison-like palace and stay with her cold brother.

Ji Guizhen's eyes flashed through the luster of happiness, and the bright red lips were slightly upturned, as if the girl was sixteen or seven years old.

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In a blink of an eye, five days have passed, and the days of the seal of the Prince are getting closer.

The East Palace is full of joy, and the lights are bright, and each wooden window is adorned with a delicate big red plaque.

Nangong’s thoughts were very heavy in the past few days. The jade face covered his face. Although he could not see the expression on his face, he could see the clue from his cold-eyed eyes.

This night.

Nangong Temple came to Xiao Yu’s room and took a small one into his room.

A small sleepy sigh, and when I heard the thin lips of Nangong’s sputum, it suddenly woke up.

"Hey, let's go to the Imperial Tonight."

The sound of Nangong Temple is somewhat ups and downs, mixed with uncontrollable vibrations.

Nangong Temple did not go out with the little fox, but opened the bed and walked into the secret road.

Walking in the dark night, holding a lamp in the hand, illuminating the way to the front.

Xiao Yu was surprised, Nangong Temple was too bold, actually in his own room, dug a secret road leading to the Imperial Tomb?

The slaves were behind the Nangong Temple, and the peach blossoms were deep and the mood was unknown.

A few people walked for more than two hours, and opened the underground gate of the Imperial Tomb in the dark.

Nan Gongyi looked at a small one in his arms. It was already asleep. Nangong sneaked a smile, and the broad sleeves swayed and covered the little fox, covering the coldness of the underground imperial tomb.

The slaves saw the subtle movements of Nangong in the bottom of their eyes, and the corners of their mouths were cold and hypocritical.

"His Royal Highness, it is here." The night stopped by a beggar, and the lamp in his hand illumined the side.

This dragonfly is carved from a huge black stone, and the surface is covered with a layer of frost. This chill reduces the temperature inside the room.

The little fox was awakened by the sound of the night, slightly opened his eyelids, and experienced the underground palace of Kyushu City. Now he sees a black cockroach. The little fox has a lot of courage, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Opening." Nangong's low voice.

"Yes, Your Highness."

In the dark night, he gave a slap in the face, and he got up and luck in the palm of his hand, slowly pushing open the stone cover.

A cold smoke emerged from the open cockroach, and the room was cold for a few minutes.

Nangong’s twilight movement was a little nervous, and the jade hand holding the little fox shook a little.

After opening the night, take out a bronze dagger and a jade bowl and walk to the front of Nangong.

"His Royal Highness, you can start."

The hand that Nan Gongyi stretched out had not touched the bronze dagger handed in the dark night, and was blocked by the slave.

"The most half a bowl of blood, this is my bottom line."

"Small bowl of blood will not save the mother, at least three bowls."

The slaves glanced at the dark night, and the peach blossoms flashed red.

"I need you to take a few bowls of blood? If you can't save it, let her continue to die."

"Nu, you are too arrogant."

"Yes, I have the capital to be arrogant."

After the slaves finished, the figure was a strange flash, and they entered the stone sarcophagus. The red-blooded robe ran along the edge of the stone sarcophagus and also flowed into the sarcophagus.

Nangong Temple and the dark night were extremely shocked.

"No."

"You can't go in, slave, you get out."

Nangong Temple and the dark night at the same time.

The little fox has wide eyes and looks at the slave who entered the sarcophagus. What do the slaves want to do? ’

After a while, the slaves came out of the stone, and their faces were hard to see.

"Nu, you are too much." The squeaking of the fingers of the night, a fist to the face of the slaves.

The slaves raised their hands and greeted them, and the bright red nails rose.

"All are for the palace to stop." Nangong angered.

The night and the slaves stopped and did not fight in the imperial tomb.

Nangong squatted with a small fox and walked to the side of the raft. Xiao Yu stretched out the fox neck and looked at the coffin. I saw a beautiful woman with closed eyes, as if she was asleep So big, it can be seen that this woman died when she was about to produce.

There are a lot of white pearls in the woman's body, but there is no gold and silver jewelry. The body is even more elegant, not like Ji Guifei, and the dress is luxurious and bright.

This is the mother of Nangong Temple?

Nangong Temple is the Prince of the Prince of Nanling, then his mother is the former empress. The funeral of the former emperor was only so simple. Even the mother of the big family is not as good. Xiao Yu does not know what to say?

Nangong sees the woman lying in the middle of the squat, a moment of movement, fingers into the coffin, above the woman's face... gently stroking.

A small one only saw this. It turned out that Nanmu’s mother was frozen by a piece of transparent ice...

When Xiao Yu suddenly thought of saving the purple clothes, he used the torch to roast the ice and rescued the purple clothes. Was the mother of the Nangong Temple still to be fired to save it?

"The little child, the mother of Nangong is different from the teacher. What you need is your blood."

what?

The little fox is a bit strange, can her blood melt ice?

This time, the purple did not answer the little fox.

Nangong 湚 retracted his hand, and with the cold air of the finger, raised the little fox's plum claws and looked at its eyes and said: "Hey, you have to save my mother, I am the mother and my brother. Or sister thank you."

Although I don't want to use the blood of this little fox in my arms, except for its blood, there is no magic medicine to save his mother.

The little fox saw the sincere emotion in the Nangong Temple. It didn't make a sound. He quietly watched him bite its plum claws. Xiao Yu hurt his brow and saw Nan Gong’s blood in her paws. Drop in the coffin.

"Miss..."

The slaves screamed and their fingers tightened, but they did not stop.

The ice sealed the mother of Nangong, and also sealed the lady's antidote. That is to say, in order to get the antidote, we must first save the mother of Nangong.

Nangong Temple is really mean!

"Hey, is it painful?"

The gentle voice of Nangong 响 sounded in Xiao Yu’s ear.

The little fox nodded truthfully, ten fingers and his heart, its claws are made of meat, can it not hurt?

The bright red blood dripped in, and the ice melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the strange thing was that the ice did not turn into water, and the blood did not melt into the ice water, but a red line that was drilled into the Nangong Temple. In the mouth.

A few drops of blood went down, and the pale, transparent lips of the mother-in-law of Nangong Temple gradually became pale red.

The little fox has wide eyes and its blood is amazing...

Time passes by.

The slave's hand was tight and loose, and some couldn't control it. He wanted to go forward and stop Nangong. When he thought of Xiao's antidote, he pressed hard.

The little fox also felt a little dizzy, and the black lacquered eyes lost some brilliance, looked up at the south palace, and gently slammed.

Nangong湚 grinned and touched the head of the little fox: "Hey, hold on for a while, the face of the mother's face is quickly recovering."

The little fox blinked and thought that Feng Lingran also needed its blood to save his life, but he never greedily placed it in life and death.

However, the Nangong Temple is like the cold and cold, and needs its blood. It does not stop until it reaches its goal.

Xiao Yu thought, if the Queen saved the blood before the rescue, Nan Gongyi will finally choose to sacrifice her for the peace of his mother and his younger siblings!

Xiao Yu’s heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable. This is because of the reason for the green juice, she would be so concerned about Nangong.

Suddenly.

She looked at the slaves on the side of the Nangong Temple. She saw the sorrow of the slaves and the coldness of the slaves. Xiao Yu suddenly felt very worried. As long as there were slaves, she would not die...

In the meantime, Xiao Yu thought, and when she got the medicine, she would leave Nanling immediately...

The little fox is about to close his eyes, and the slaves can hardly hold on to the wrists of Nangong.

"Enough, you will continue to put the blood of the lady, she will die."

The slaves want to kill the heart of Nangong.

Nangong Temple discovered that the little fluffy tails of the little foxes in the arms didn’t know when they were smashed. The eyelids were languid and pulled. When they heard the voice of the slaves, they forced them to open up, but the eyes were so bright and dark. It has been bleak.

Nangong’s heart hurts and he clicked twice on the claws of the little fox and stopped bleeding.

"Hey, how are you? It’s my intention, sorry."

"Let's fake here, return the lady to me."

The slave's fingers suddenly grabbed the arm of the South Palace, and Nangong shunned instinctively, and for a moment, the hollow was hollow, and the little fox was held in his arms by the slave.

Nangong’s eyebrows are stunned, and when I want to go to the slaves to grab the fox in my arms...

"Ah~" q8zc

A woman’s painful cry came from the coffin.

Nangong was shocked, and the black scorpion looked into the coffin. I saw the woman inside holding her belly, sweating and painful screaming.

The little fox kept his eyes wide open, glaring at the woman in the coffin, and the bright red blood flowed out from under the woman, and its hair trembled.

Worse, the mother of Nangong Temple wants to give birth, or... 棺子子.