When women in the deep palace have children, their status will naturally rise. When the emperor dies, they will not have to go to the imperial mausoleum to be buried with him, and they can use their children to communicate with the emperor. This is what every woman dreams of.
As long as she helps her sister get a child, her sister will be worry-free for the rest of her life.
"Haha!" Unexpectedly, Chu Wuyou sneered evilly, with traces of ridicule and bitterness embedded in his golden eyes, "I keep saying it's your sister, are you living for her or for yourself?
Are you still the independent Xu Changle that I know?"
Changle instantly raised his eyes and looked at him blankly.
At this time, his bright red lips were raised in an extremely cold and arrogant manner, and his eyes burst out with a bloodthirsty cold light, full of sarcasm, "I understand, how can a scheming woman like you really help your sister? You
But I want to communicate with me through her, and I want to show my 'kind' side in front of me."
Youdi, Chu Wuyou coldly put down the wine glass in his hand, stepped forward and grabbed Chang Le's chin, and looked at her with a sneer, "Let me tell you, from the moment you said you would always be my enemy, you and I will
We will all be enemies, and I will not condone you as I did before, and the majesty of the prince of my empire is not something you can challenge."
Changle suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped his wrist. The silver needle in his hand was already pointing at his snow-white neck. His eyes were shining brightly and he said word by word: "You and I are enemies, but my sister and you are enemies."
But they are a couple. Didn't you see the needle holes all over her body and the desolate look in her eyes? Don't you know that she is seriously ill and may die at any time? You are still in vain to be her husband, you are a ruthless and cold-blooded man."
"What do other people's affairs have to do with me? Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me!" Chu Wuyou raised the corners of his lips with a sneer. In her heart, he was not even as good as her sister.
The sachet with the Forgotten Soul Cup was given to Xu Qianxiao by her. The two sisters were a real family, and everyone named Xu wanted to conspire to harm him.
If he hadn't been more careful, he might have been eaten by them without even knowing it.
"You want to help her so much? Are these silver needles your attitude of asking for help?" Chu Wuyou snorted coldly and swept towards the silver needles without fear. He still pinched her chin coldly.
, pinching the slender chin until it turned red.
Thinking of his pitiful sister, thinking of her crying all alone with wounds all over her body, Chang Le also merged into the heart of the original owner Chang Le.
She had the same feelings as her, the same sadness, the same pain.
Memories of her sister laughing with her and protecting her at every turn swept through her. Everyone has a weakness, and hers was her sister and mother.
She thought that she was an incompetent killer because she was too easily swayed by emotions.
Thinking of this, her hand softened, she put it down dejectedly, put away the silver needle, let him hold her chin, and said with extremely clear eyes: "Okay, I beg you, please go see my sister
."
"It would be best to have an imperial grandchild with her, right?" Chu Wuyou laughed angrily, coldly released Chang Le's chin, and glanced at her gloomily, pointing at the wine glasses on the table.
, several bottles of nectar and jade dew.
"After you drink all this wine, I promise you to go see her and have a child with her as you wish. Isn't this what you want?"
Chu Wuyou lazily raised his phoenix eyes and sat slantedly on the jade couch. His slender eyelashes were slightly curled and raised, revealing the clear light of the sun and the moon.