On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Time seemed to stand still, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from Princess Qiluo's mouth and nose.

A patch of liquid flowed from under her skirt, dyeing the grass on the ground red.

The baby didn't want to endure this kind of tragedy anymore, so he passed away ahead of his mother.

The guards stepped forward and used their knives to pry open Qi Luo's palm, wanting to see what hidden weapon was inside.

Only two "clang clang" sounds were heard.

Two big, round, blood-stained wild loquats rolled out of Princess Qiluo's hands.

She no longer had the strength to look up at Pei Yili, so she just stretched out her hand, trying to reach the two loquats that had rolled away.

With tears and blood flowing, he murmured, "Loquat, the wild loquat that the prince loves to eat the most..."

After saying this, the pale little hands dropped down and the eyes closed forever.

"Qiluo——" Mu Wanyan almost screamed.

She used palm wind, preparing to strike directly at Pei Yili, but was stopped by Pei Mochen.

When she turned around and struck out again, Pei Mochen was startled and held her tightly in his arms.

Pei Mochen broke out in a cold sweat, because just now, he was horrified to find that the direction of Mu Wanyan's palm wind was clearly aimed at his father, the current emperor Pei Lingsong.

Pei Mochen kept breathing heavily, luckily, he was not discovered by his father.

Mu Wanyan struggled for a few times, and was so grief-stricken that she could no longer control herself.

She seemed to see herself in her past life in Qiluo, grief, sadness, hatred, anger...

All the emotions were mixed together, and Mu Wanyan was so angry that her eyes turned black and she fell straight down.

Completely lost consciousness.

Pei Mochen picked her up, so nervous that the corners of his mouth twitched.

Fortunately, Yanyan is not dead, and fortunately Yanyan did not come to the loquat forest, otherwise the person lying on the ground must be Yanyan.

"Okay, okay!" Pei Lingsong's untimely laughter rang out in the loquat forest.

He walked over to Pei Yili while clapping and patted him on the back.

"Yier really has the demeanor of a royal man, and is not bound by the personal feelings of a young man."

"Cutting the Gordian knot is really like my past style."

He was very satisfied with the fact that Prince Yi killed his own princess with his own hands.

He excitedly told Su Deping: "Pass on my order to reward Prince Yi with ten thousand taels of gold and a thousand acres of fertile land."

"Also, Prime Minister Lin's daughter, Lin Xue, is now of marriageable age."

Pei Lingsong glanced at Pei Mochen meaningfully and said:

"Set a date for the marriage between Yi'er and Prime Minister Lin's daughter!"

Su Deping: “Yes!”

The Lin family was powerful and had a high status in the court. Whichever prince married into the family would be even more powerful.

Pei Lingsong used to like Pei Mochen more and wanted to marry Lin Xue to him.

But judging from what happened today, Chen'er seems unable to shoulder his ambitions for the throne.

Pei Lingsong thought: Chen'er and Yuzhu are two idiots who are not presentable. All his years of training them have been wasted.

Pei Mochen certainly understood the look in his father's eyes, but he no longer cared. His mind was blank now, and all his attention was on Mu Wanyan.

What does the Yun family's daughter have to do with him?

The only person he really wanted to marry was Lolo.

As for Mu Wanyan?

Thinking of Mu Wanyan, he fell into deep thought. He didn't know what kind of feelings he had for her, but he just couldn't bear to see her die, it was very, very complicated.

In fact, he himself couldn't explain it clearly.

And Pei Yili.

He listened to the emperor's arrangements and remained silent for a long time.

After Su Deping's repeated hints, she forced herself to pull out a bright smile.

"Thank you so much, Father!"

He clenched his fists and lowered his head, but his eyes were fixed on Princess Qiluo not far away.

She was already dead, along with their child.

The white gauze dress that she loved to wear most on weekdays was now stained red with blood. It was dazzling, just like the wedding dress she wore when she got married.

His little Qiluo died.

That Nanlan spy, his wife, his follower, his clingy little thing...are really, truly, definitely dead.

Dead and thorough, never to bother him again.

Pei Lingsong laughed and said a lot of compliments to Pei Yili, but he didn't hear a word.

There was only one thing that kept being confirmed in his mind: she was dead, his Qiluo was really dead.

He staggered back a step and nearly fell, but was supported by Su Deping, who was able to observe his expression.

"Your Majesty, be careful. Don't get too excited at this critical moment."

He winked at Pei Yili, indicating that since Pei Lingsong was here, he must not show any sadness.

Now that Qiluo has entered the loquat forest, she must be a spy from another country. If Prince Yi shows sadness at this time, wouldn't he be suspected of collaborating with the enemy and selling out his country?

Obviously Su Deping has seen the trend of the future throne, so he will naturally try to curry favor with Pei Yili.

Now let’s talk about King Yan.

At this moment, besides Pei Lingsong, he was the happiest person in the entire loquat forest.

He held Ye Wu in one hand and pointed at the bodies of Lu Yan and another maid with the other.

He laughed loudly and said, "Yewu, go and count how many arrows your master and Cainu have been hit by."

"Is it an even number or an odd number?"

Seeing Ye Wu biting her lips and not moving at all.

He pushed her hard again and roared, "Go? Why not?"

The big hand clamped her chin tightly, and the fingers kept exerting force. "What? You don't dare? You don't dare to go?"

He almost gnashed his teeth and said, "Why didn't you guys dare to be scared when you gave me the chronic poison? Why don't you dare to be scared now?"

He slapped Ye Wu hard, and directed all his years of hatred at Ye Wu.

He hated it; he had waited for this day for too long.

Who hasn’t been full of passion?

At first, when Lu Yanchu married him, Prince Yan really loved this impetuous princess.

Apart from attending court, he would take Lu Yan to travel, write poetry and appreciate flowers every day.

He put all his thoughts on Lu Yan, wishing to find the best treasures in the world for her.

Lu Yan proposed several times to offer her two personal maids to him, but was rejected by the King of Yan one by one.

He loved listening to folk storytellers, and his favorite was those passionate and unswerving love stories.

As the honorable sixth prince of the royal family, the life he most desired was to be alone for the rest of his life.

Therefore, the sentimental Prince Yan had no intention of marrying a concubine.

But who would have thought that such a loyal and infatuated man would discover in an accident that his beloved wife, Lu Yan, actually had her maid poison her every day?

He was heartbroken. When he found out, she was already deeply poisoned and had already lost the most important fertility of the prince's family.

From then on, the King of Yan cut off all love and emotion and sealed his heart with a huge rock.

Not only did he accept the maid sent by Lu Yan, but he also took in several concubines.

He deeply realized that only supreme power is real.

As for love? Haha, he was a person forgotten by God in this life.

When Ye Wu saw the tragic deaths of her master Lu Yan and her sisters, her beautiful eyes widened.

She no longer had the charm she once had, and was replaced by a strong murderous intent and cruelty.

She, who has the seventh level of skill, hates His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan.

She quietly gathered her palm wind from behind, and when the King of Yan was caught off guard, she roared at him:

"You bastard, go and be buried with my master!"

"boom--"

There was a loud bang, and Ye Wu fell in a pool of blood, dying completely.

Her eyes were wide open and she didn't react until her death what was happening.

Pei Lingsong retracted his palm and said coldly to King Yan:

"See? You feel sorry for him and even begged me to spare his life."

"But she wants to kill you until her death. She hates you so much!"

A sneer appeared on King Yan's lips, and he finally gave up.

"Hehe, this king is indeed a person forgotten by God."

He followed the palace maid and left without ever looking at the dead women again.

-

Soon, fireworks were lit up again in the sky above the paddock, and the dancers began to dance again, twisting their waists.

Everyone was toasting each other, not even aware of what had just happened.

It's quiet at night.

The corpses in the loquat forest had long been dealt with cleanly, as if nothing had ever happened here.

Suddenly, a tall figure stumbled over.

He burst into tears, and big tears flowed out of his handsome eyes.

As soon as he arrived at the loquat forest, he squatted down anxiously and kept searching for something on the ground with his hands.

He was panting, panting like a bellows, and his fingers were scratched by the grass and bled, but he didn't care at all.

at last.

"Ah——" the man suddenly shouted.

With trembling hands, he picked up two blood-stained loquats, put them in his arms, and sobbed loudly.

"Luo'er, my Luo'er, my Luo'er."