The beginning of the escape: the villain, the husband, is a yandere

What was in that small box was not gold, silver, jewelry, or valuables such as banknotes.

It’s his bl villain book! ?

The ecstatic posture and the expression of devotion were so vivid that she, an older leftover woman who had accepted the modern baptism, felt blushing.

She casually wanted to throw away the book that was not suitable for children, but the moment she threw it out, she realized that one of the men in the painting was the prince himself.

And the other one is Lin Ziyuan...oh no!It's Yin Jiutian.

His chest and tight belly were so familiar to her!

When giving him a bath, I admired him a lot.

His heroic and valiant aura can be felt deeply even through the album.

"..." What does it feel like to eat melon on yourself?

She felt a lump in her chest, but was quickly ignored by her important discovery.

If it weren't for this forbidden painting, she would have forgotten that 'Lin Ziyuan' was 22 years old and had not yet married and had children.

His twin brother, who is the same age as him, is already the father of seven children.

His brother, who is two years younger than him, is also three years old.

This is a very rare thing in an era when filial piety is the first priority and having no descendants is the most important thing.

It is impossible for the Marquis of Zhenguo and his wife to prepare only for their younger son's marriage and not for the older one.

It must be a problem with his orientation, so he keeps refusing to look at each other, right?

Fortunately, she didn't ask much at first why she hadn't married yet, otherwise she would have had to let him dig out three bedrooms and one living room.

From now on, should I consider him a best friend or a brother?

Straight man Lin Ziyuan: Is this considered a disaster from heaven?

Ling Xin put the painting back into the box and locked it with a gold lock before taking back the space.

There are little cubs in the space who have to go in, so it's not good to be seen by them.

The house where the beauty lives is not only not luxurious at all, but also somewhat deserted.

The young lady was lying on the large sleeping couch, her delicate figure looking forlorn and helpless.

She quite sympathized with the Crown Princess.

My lifelong husband doesn’t like women! ?

Naturally, there will be no intimacy on weekdays, so you have to stay alone in an empty room every night?

But she couldn't talk about it.

Poor, poor!

Pity is pity, you still have to take what you deserve.

If only the Crown Princess's belongings are still there in the entire palace, she will face doubts and rejection.

I can only feel wronged, young lady!

After Ling Xin took away all the items in the house, he left a set of palace maid's clothes for the young lady.

He also thoughtfully added some firewood to the brazier next to the bed.

After leaving the prince's palace, she walked around the east side of the palace before rushing to the queen's palace.

The queen had just woken up and when she saw Aunt Zhang lying on the ground, she burst into tears: "Nanny, Nanny Zhang..."

The palace maids and nuns did not dare to express their anger.

When the queen's own mother passed away, I didn't see her crying so sadly!

With the help of the palace maid, the queen sat up and said, "Go and capture that bold and vicious woman. I will skin her, twitch her tendons, and rip out her heart!"

Ling Xin: "..." This old thing!

When the smoke passed, more than a dozen people in the room lay down.

A gust of wind blew past, and only the naked people were left in the house.

Before leaving, she stuffed a pill into the mouth of the old queen who was wearing a bellyband and obscene pants.

Finally, we went straight to the emperor's palace.

At this time, tensions were rising in the main hall.

The emperor had a tired look on his face, hunched over on the dragon chair, and his figure was as thin as if the oil in the lamp was about to run out.

His eyes were lifeless, yet filled with reluctance and attachment to power and life.

A few meters away from him, there were more than 100 men in black armed with weapons. In the middle was a gorgeously dressed concubine. She was holding a five-year-old boy, who was Mu Yueming, the son of the current emperor.

The little guy looked confused, but he didn't seem to understand at all: "Mother, why are we here?"

He is afraid!

There was no trace of love for him in his father's eyes as before.

This saddened him and made him accustomed to it.

He doesn't like it here at all.

"Tomorrow, mother will depose your father and let you sit on that throne!" Concubine Ming only had this chance to turn around.

Taking advantage of the emperor's serious illness, she forced the palace to ask him to voluntarily give up the throne to his son, and she would make his death more comfortable.

"Ming Fei, Mr. Zhu, I give you and your Zhu family one last chance! If you stop here, I will not take the lives of your mother and son, but will put you in the cold palace. Otherwise, not only you will die, but all the members of your Zhu family will be buried with you." !" The emperor's voice was weak, but the words he spoke were heart-wrenching.

Even though he was forced into the palace, there was no trace of panic.

"After following the emperor for so many years, how could I not know the emperor's thoughts? I am vicious and leave no room for it! Since I dared to rebel today, I have never thought of regretting it!" Concubine Ming was tough.

There was no turning back for her.

The emperor's purpose is to rather let me betray the world than let the world betray me.

As long as they put down the knife, there is only death waiting for them.

It didn't matter if she died, it didn't matter if the entire Zhu family died, she couldn't let her son die.

Once the emperor dies and any prince takes the throne, his son will have no chance of survival.

Before the emperor issued an edict, she wanted to find a throne for her son.

Dr. Wei, who was treating the emperor, had given an ultimatum. The emperor had less than half a month to live.

That's why she couldn't wait to fight back.

"Ahem..." The emperor coughed continuously, his face became paler, and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

After controlling his coughing, he slowly spit out one word: "Kill!"

There was no trace of reluctance in his eyes towards his beloved flesh and blood, as if he were looking at his enemy.

Even though the child is only five years old.

As soon as he finished speaking, guards with swords suddenly swarmed into the main hall. Several secret guards jumped down from the beams of the main hall to protect the emperor.

Concubine Ming and Taifu Zhu both looked pale and their bodies were shaking involuntarily.

They have obviously transferred everyone?

The emperor was still leaning on the chair, his face pale and a little cautious: "You want to take advantage of my illness to kill me?"

Concubine Ming: "..." Did Dr. Wei betray them?

"The Imperial Physician Wei has already gone to the gate of hell before you!" The Emperor covered his lips and suppressed the cough: "Master Ji Tianshi said that I am the image of a person who lives a long life!"

After saying that, he never looked at Mu Yueming again.

Concubine Ming finally knelt on the ground and prayed to those above her: "Your Majesty, all this is my concubine's fault and has nothing to do with Ming'er. He is still a child and is your biological son!"

"Kill!" There is no trace of family affection or emotion.

In a moment, the hall was filled with blood.

The ignorant child lost his life before he even had time to call his father.

When Ling Xin arrived outside the main hall, what she saw was the emperor leaning on the dragon chair, as if he was watching a play.