Yixiang held Zhou Tianyao in her arms, looked at Xia Chiwan who was lying limply on the ground, and then smiled wildly:
"The majestic Princess Changping of the Zhou Kingdom is also prostrate under my little maidservant today."
Seeing Xia Chiwan's charming face lying at her feet, Yixiang felt such pleasure in her heart.
"Princess Changping, I want to see how much you have left after you are stripped of this princess skin! How noble can you be compared to this maid like me?"
Perhaps affected by the evil spirit on Yixiang's body, Zhou Tianyao, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly woke up and burst into tears.
"Don't cry!"
Upon hearing Zhou Tianyao cry, Yixiang quickly covered Zhou Tianyao's mouth and threatened him viciously.
It's a pity that Zhou Tianyao, who is only one month old, can't possibly understand the meaning of Yi Xiang's words.
"You are a short-lived ghost anyway, cry, cry, cry, in that case, why not send you to see the King of Hell directly!"
Originally, Yixiang wanted to kill the prince's only legitimate son today, so that the prince could feel the pain of losing his beloved son, and then blame Xia Chiwan for Zhou Tianyao's death, so that Xia Chiwan would be convicted of murdering the royal heir.
She didn't believe it, in the eyes of the emperor.
His biological grandson is no better than an adopted daughter whom he met halfway.
When the time comes, Princess Changping will only turn into a cup of loess!
Thinking of this, Yixiang hugged Zhou Tianyao and walked to the lake. With one move of her hands, she was about to throw Zhou Tianyao into the lake.
But at this moment, Yixiang suddenly smelled a fragrance, and all of a sudden, the strength in her body seemed to be drained.
However, because of this, Yixiang's hand loosened and Zhou Tianyao was about to fall into the lake.
Fortunately, a pair of hands suddenly appeared and took Zhou Tianyao over.
"Sorry, it seems your plan can't be completed."
Suddenly, the positions of Xia Chiwan and Yi Xiang were reversed.
Now Yixiang is lying on the ground, while Xia Chiwan is standing by the lake holding Zhou Tianyao.
Xia Chiwan lowered her eyebrows and looked at Yixiang who had fainted, her eyes full of doubts.
If she heard correctly, when Yixiang talked about her, her words were filled with deep hatred.
When did she offend the slave girl next to the Seventh Princess and arouse such heavy resentment?
Zhou Tianyao was still crying in his arms. Xia Chiwan skillfully held Zhou Tianyao and coaxed him carefully. After a while, Zhou Tianyao's crying stopped.
Xia Chiwan thought for a while, then smiled. After pulling Yixiang aside and hiding it, he took off one of Zhou Tianyao's shoes and threw it into the lake, and threw his own silk by the lake.
Then, Xia Chiwan hugged Zhou Tianyao and hid with Yixiang who fainted.
Fortunately, Zhou Tianyao was already fed when he was taken out by Wei Qingqing.
Therefore, Zhou Tianyao slept soundly in Xia Chiwan's arms.
On this May day, the weather was warm and refreshing, so it was not difficult for Xia Chiwan to hide.
Xia Chiwan had a sachet on her body, which could repel mosquitoes. It was fragrant, and her flesh was tender. A little maid fell to the ground without a sachet, and her face was swollen from the mosquitoes.
Xia Chiwan was hiding safely holding a baby.
On the other side, there was almost no trouble.
The drug that Wei Qingqing gave to Zhou Tianyao's nanny was very light. It would take about one stick of incense for the nanny to wake up.
As soon as the wet nurse woke up, she found that Zhou Tianyao was missing.