MTL - Beloved Empress-~ Chapter 132: life can not bear the pain

In fact, there is always a secret in my heart that I dare not admit, that is, I fell in love with you. In fact, I have already felt my feelings for you, not just

Jun Qian Che, this is you, a generation of emperors, mastering the power of life and death, mastering life and death, a word of ease, can save a person's life, can also have a person's life, including the life of an innocent child .

Mo Yan smiled, and the smile was so bitter and ironic.

After a few steps, Jun Qianche stopped and did not look back. He said: "The queen, no matter what the result of the blood test is, you are still a sly queen, you will not punish you, you can rest assured "Then stalked away."

Retract the hand, get up, and leave.

Jun Qianche looked at her side face and reached out. She wanted to touch her little face, but her hand stretched out and stopped in the air, not touching it.

Momo took back his hand and turned his head to the side. The voice was very cold: "The emperor, the court is sleepy, want to sleep, and also ask the emperor to go back to rest earlier!"

"Since the child is fine, the Queen is still worried about it." Jun Qian Che Qing cold.

Ink swayed his head. I don't want to explain anything. If he doesn't want to believe in you, it's what you explained. He still doesn't believe in his heart. He still has to smear blood. She is only worried that some people will be tempted, and others will not think about it.

Jun Qianche looked at her, his face was cold and cold: "Is the Queen afraid of something? Why is it that the son who is not swearing again and again? Is this child really having problems?"

"If that is not it! The emperor must kill this child?" How can the ink don't worry. She is not at all concerned about the life and death of her son.

Jun Qian Che patted his hand and comforted him: "The Queen, you don't have to worry, the blood will be tested on the same day, and you will send people to closely monitor it. It will never make people feel good. He believes that he must be the son of a beggar."

Jun Qian Che understands the meaning of her words. She is worried that some people will do their hands and feet during the blood test. Even the son of a beggar will be hand-footed and not his son.

Mo Yan shook his head: "The emperor, the courtier does not want how much the child can achieve, just ask the emperor, no matter what the result of the blood test, don't hurt him? Even if the result is not the emperor's child, Please don't kill him? The emperor can send him out of the palace, can send people to raise, or kill the courtiers, please don't hurt the innocent children?"

Jun Qian’s line of sight once again looked at the child, and the gentleness once again floated softly, and the voice was lighter. “If he is the son of a donkey, he will not hurt him. He will immediately seal him as a Prince. Let him inherit the Datong and let the subjects of Huachenguo worship."

Ink's eyes looked at the sleeping child, muttering: "The emperor, you see how quiet he is, how cute he is, he is so good, are you really willing to kill him?"

Jun Qianche held her hand and felt her body stiff. She looked worriedly and asked her, "Hey, you are okay!"

She thought that Jun Qian will be in the husband and wife. Even if the child is not his, he can open the net, at least not the child’s life, but he’s killing this sentence, really good. Scary, it seems that the child's results have been pronounced.

Ink's heart is cold, a bitterness spreads from the bottom of my heart, not her guilty, but she is afraid, she knows that the child is a thousand, this is the most certain thing in her life, but If others don't believe it, those who secretly kill her child will definitely be careful to do their hands and feet during the blood test. Although she asked the people to monitor closely when they arrived, it is not such a sentence! One hundred secrets, if the link went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable. She came here for a few months, how can I fight people here like a conspirators! So she is afraid, she is afraid to protect her children.

Jun Qianche looked at her, and slowly spit out a few words in his mouth: "Kill, no, hey!"

"So? If the child is not yours, would you punish him like this?" Mo Yan's heart mentioned the blind eye.

But if he is not the son of a beggar - not only can not tolerate him, the former, the harem, will not allow him. ”

After a moment of silence, Jun Qianqing took a deep breath and said: "Hey, you should know how important the lineage is for the royal family. If he is the son of a donkey, he will protect him, love him, will not let Anyone hurts him.

Ink also stared at him and forced him to answer.

Jun Qian’s eyes looked at her.

Mo Yan looked at him seriously and questioned: "The emperor, the courtier asked you, if the blood is not yours, what would you do?"

"Hey, don't you hate it?" Jun Qian looked sad.

Jun Qian’s heart was stabbed with some pain. He missed her true laughter, missed her sweet smile, missed her deliberately mad at herself, and then she smiled smugly. Those were her smiles from the heart. But now, although laughing, but this smile has not come to the bottom of my eyes, not to the bottom of my heart, he knows that her pain is given by herself, but in this position, he really has a lot of helplessness. Some things want to be tightly grasped, but they have to be abandoned because they are afraid of losing completely.

"Isn't that courtier grateful to the emperor?" Mo Yan smiled, but he was ironic.

Jun Qianche shook his head: "I didn't care about anyone. This is what I always wanted to say to you."

Mo Yan smiled coldly: "What does the Emperor mean? Is it confession to the courtiers? Or is it said that the courtiers are unfaithful? Or are they considering the Mohist family and have to do this?"

Jun Qianche grabbed her little hand and watched her seriously ask: "Hey, no matter whether this child is awkward or not, you will not be guilty of you. You will always be a queen, you don't have to worry about this."

Mo Yan gave up his struggle, glared at him with his eyes, and stared at him.

After some struggles and no results, Mo Yan gave up, she was very clear in her heart, there is no chance of winning with the man in the strength, and the woman who is strong, can not be compared to men.