"In this case, General Nangong can only deceive sixteen-year-old Nangong Shuiyao." Nangong Shuiyao angrily yelled at Nangong Wuming: "As of now, I am no longer as good as the former Nangong Shuiyao. Nangong
Does the general still want to say these words to deceive me?"
Pointing at Nangong Wuming angrily, Nangong Shuiyao said bitterly: "If you become emperor, either I will die? Or you will lock me in a place, unable to take a step forward until death... Sacrifice me to achieve your success! General Nangong
, it’s really a good calculation.”
"It seems that you won't believe anything I say." Nangong Wuming said: "So you don't want to be an imprisoned princess of a country, but want to be the glorious queen of Xuanyuan Xinglie?"
"This is just one reason." Nangong Shuiyao wiped the tears on her face with a purple handkerchief. She sat on a chair and waited for a long time before she said, "You really want me to betray the Nangong clan, no."
Nangong Shuiyao shook her head and said: "No, the only one who has always wanted to be the emperor is my brother. The Nangong clan is kept in the dark. They don't know anything."
Nangong Wuming didn't want to hear this, he said: "As for Eunuch Wu, you only need to say that Eunuch Wu was transferred to Concubine Hui from you. Concubine Hui, then nothing will happen to the Li family, and you will be scolded at most.
What other reason is there for you to target me and speak for Nangong Yexue again and again..."
"General Nangong, do you still remember my child?" Nangong Shuiyao folded his hands on his abdomen and asked Nangong Wuming with a smile.
Nangong Wuming's expression changed, "What do you mean?"
"General Nangong dares to say that my son was not killed by you!" Nangong Shuiyao's tears rolled down.
Staring at Nangong Shuiyao, Nangong Wuming spit out three words: "You are crazy!"
"Haha." After laughing twice, Nangong Shuiyao said: "You can make me take chronic poison for eight months from the early stage of pregnancy and give birth to a dead baby - General Nangong, do you think there is anyone in this Qinglong Empire who can give birth to a dead baby?"
This ability?"
"It's not me." Nangong Wuming said coldly.
"...Maybe...it's not you!" Nangong Shuiyao's hands on her abdomen trembled, "But if you want to protect me and my son, no one can get past you and kill my son!"
The hands with beautifully made peony nails placed a lamp at Nangong Wuming's feet. Nangong Shuiyao said sternly: "As long as you send someone to protect me, my son will not die!"
"I hate you!" The hatred in her heart made Nangong Shuiyao's eyes red as fire.
He tightened his hands and dug his nails into his palms. The pain of flesh and blood did not exist at all in the face of the overwhelming hatred. "I hate you! I will never help you again! Never again!!!"
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, and Nangong Wuming said: "You are simply unreasonable. I have to blame others for their actions."
"Yes! I just want to blame it on you." Nangong Shuiyao said simply: "My child, even if you have a little bit of affection for me as a brother and sister, even if you put all the things I have done for you over the years
This thing, one out of ten has seen it... even if it is as small as a grain of rice, my child will not die."
"It's you! It's you who killed my child!" Nangong Shuiyao rushed in front of Nangong Wuming. She raised her hands and beat Nangong's image. She was like a wounded beast, she was crying, she was wailing: "You
Give me back my child...you give back my child...you give him back to me..."