After the female supporting role is quickly put on, she is full of charm

This began to frighten him.

There was a violent coughing sound coming from inside the room.

Liu Yuyan looked down at the copper coin in her hand.

In the end, he put the money into his own pocket and chose not to ask a doctor to treat An Yuanheng.

Seeing his illness getting worse, An Yuanheng had no choice but to ask Liu Yuyan for help.

"Yan Yan...please go and help...I'll get a doctor."

An Yuanheng looked much thinner, so thin that he seemed like he would fall apart with a gust of wind.

Liu Yuyan, who was standing by, remained silent despite the scar on her face.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough... Please... help me..."

A violent cough sounded.

An Yuanheng looked like he was about to die from eating too much.

Mouths of blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth and fell on the quilt like bright flowers.

But Liu Yuyan turned a blind eye and just put two steamed buns next to him. Finally, she closed the door and went out. She wanted to save money to live.

The only sound in the room was An Yuanheng's cough.

"Squeak."

The door was gently pushed open, and the woman slowly walked into the room and looked around.

She hid herself in a black cloak and did not take off her hat until she reached the bedside, revealing her face.

"It's been a long time, husband."

Ah Zhi's face was full of sweet smiles.

Unfortunately, An Yuanheng was no longer able to speak at this time.

He just stared with his eyes wide open, breathing out more than breathing in.

I can only eat steamed buns every day.

The poison has penetrated deep into the body.

He has become skinny and no longer looks as handsome as he once was.

But there was still admiration in his eyes, and he looked at Azhi with attachment.

Ah Zhi slowly stepped forward and whispered, "Are you in pain now?"

"That's right, you should be in pain like this."

There was malice in her eyes as she pulled An Yuanheng's hair hard.

I saw him struggling slightly.

The love in those eyes turned into fear.

But Azhi smiled very brightly, as if she really appreciated his fear and terror.

"Are you scared now?"

She threw him to the ground, and there was a dull thud that made An Yuanheng's eyes go dark.

He was already exhausted, but he still had to endure Azhi's torture.

Ah Zhi's eyes were fierce. He stepped forward and ignored his struggle, breaking his fingers one by one. The crisp sound was like a beautiful symphony...

Even his groans of pain were very quiet.

Azhi poked his face with his finger.

"An Yuanheng, you still feel pain? I thought animals don't feel pain."

Looking at the cute and delicate little face in front of him, An Yuanheng felt that the other person was a devil.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, but Azhi stepped on his fingers and broke them. How much hatred and resentment does this show?

Now he could only lie on the ground and feel despair.

Azhi wiped his hands with a handkerchief in disgust.

I realized that there was a tassel missing from my waist.

She smiled, walked forward and kicked An Yuanheng away.

Sure enough, he hid it under his body.

At this time, he was still thinking about keeping the evidence of his harming others.

In this way, he would die.

Still, it can let others know that it was Azhi who deliberately killed him.

This tassel is the handicraft of the palace, and An Yuanheng is the only one who has contact with the palace.

It will be quite a big trouble then.

Ah Zhi bent down to pick up the ear of corn with a smile on her face.

"You want to expose my evil deeds?"

She held the tassel in her hand and gently swept it across An Yuanheng's face.

"Unfortunately, there is no chance."

"Vicious woman."

An Yuanheng cursed with all his might, but unfortunately all he got in response was a slap in the face.

With Azhi's departure, the house returned to peace again.

One could only vaguely hear An Yuanheng's panting, which sounded so pitiful and miserable.

Just when An Yuanheng felt that he was about to die.

The picture appeared before my eyes.

The woman leaned weakly on the bed.

She was roughly grabbed and her white undergarment was taken off.

"Madam, the Marquis has instructed that you should change into cleaner clothes now that you are leaving."

Wang Baoling was powerless to resist and tears rolled down her cheeks.

I didn't expect to be humiliated before I died.

He just kept repeating, "Father, Mother, Lingling wants to go home..."

There were footsteps outside the house.

An Yuanheng was wearing a bright red robe, his eyes filled with impatience and disgust.

As soon as he entered the room, he put his finger to the tip of his nose, looking very disgusted.

His eyes fell on Wang Baoling, "You'd better die soon. Yanyan doesn't want to be someone's concubine. It's meaningless for you to forcefully occupy her position. I only have Yanyan in my heart."

The "An Yuanheng" in the picture was simply not a human being. Every word he said was so cruel that Wang Baoling closed his eyes in despair.

"sorry."

It rained heavily in the capital, as if to wash away all the filth.

Liu Yuyan had just returned home and pushed the door open to see the cold corpse on the ground.

She walked forward tremblingly and gently pushed An Yuanheng.

Unfortunately, the other party had already died.

The copper coins in the purse fell out, making such a crisp tinkling sound.

This money is just enough for An Yuanheng's burial.

She became a widow just like that.

Before she had a few days of peace, Liu Yuyan was visited by Wu Fugui.

The other party blamed her for Xiuhong's death and demanded that Liu Yuyan compensate him.

But Liu Yuyan refused.

Wu Fugui is not a good person and comes to make trouble every day.

She was wandering outside with nowhere to go.

He begged in the capital during the day and slept in a dilapidated temple outside the city at night. He relied on the horrific scar on his face to avoid being noticed.

On this day, the prince born to Azhi turned one year old.

Ye Changli issued a general amnesty, and the whole country was provided with free vegetable porridge for three days.

Liu Yuyan held the hot porridge and swallowed it with tears.

The sounds around seemed to quiet down, and a skirt embroidered with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix appeared before my eyes. Even the embroidered shoes were decorated with dazzling pearls, and a chubby baby was holding a steamed bun.

"Look! The Queen and the Crown Prince are personally serving steamed buns to that beggar."

Ye Chuluo saw that the other party refused to take the steamed bun.

He looked at his mother with some confusion.

"Mother."

Because I just learned to speak.

There are still many things I don’t know how to say.

Azhi touched Ye Chuluo gently.

"Ask her if she wants it."

Ye Chuluo nodded, turned around and asked indistinctly, "Do you... want... to?"

Looking at the actions of the mother and son, the people around them began to talk.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still so young, but he is already so kind. It is our good fortune that the Queen is willing to take the Crown Prince out of the palace to experience the suffering of the people."

"Long live the Queen, long live the Crown Prince."

......

The people around knelt down devoutly.

Looking at the graceful Azhi and the exquisite little prince, Liu Yuyan quickly lowered her head and covered her horrifying face with her hands in inferiority.

Why did I meet Wang Baoling again?

Seeing that Liu Yuyan still didn't take the steamed bun.

Ye Chuluo could only look at Azhi again.

At this time, Azhi took the steamed bun.

She walked forward, squatted down and put the steamed bun in the other person's bowl.

Using a voice that only two people can hear.

"Liu Yuyan, you still lose."