Reborn Evil Husband and Wife: Slim and Poisonous Girl

The blue silver needle exudes a deadly cold light, which makes people feel chilling.

The assassin seemed to be out of breath, with his head drooping and motionless.

"This..." Concubine Ning was at a loss for words, her eyes rolled around, and she finally found a reason, "I know their plot, but I can't explain it. I'm afraid you'll misunderstand, and I lost my mind in a moment of impatience."

She burst into tears and cried extremely sadly, "Tian'er, mother only has you as a son, you are my mother's life, why is mother willing to assassinate you? It's totally unreasonable, don't fall into the trap, and make your enemies faster relatives!" It hurts."

Jingtian's lips were tightly pursed, and his dark eyes were deep and bottomless, like an ancient pool.

Concubine Ning was flustered, she cried louder, and a voice of shock and anger resounded suddenly.

"Bitch, you did a good job."

Everyone looked back and was stunned, and knelt down to pay their respects. "Long live Long live Long live."

The emperor stood at the door, dressed in a golden yellow robe, his face was livid and ferocious.

Concubine Ning was shocked, her body trembled slightly, her face was as pale as paper, and she wept delicately, "Your Majesty, don't trust their slander, I don't know this person, and I can't send someone to assassinate him..."

The emperor listened at the door for a long time, and he was already mad with anger. He couldn't believe his ears and kicked him, "The third prince was hurt by you?"

This is the woman he loves?The woman he missed for many years?

Concubine Ning's eyes flashed coldly, but she didn't dare to dodge. She was kicked and fell to the ground. She twitched in pain. She didn't even dare to scream. She struggled to get up and trembled in front of the emperor again. Kneel well.

"I have no grievances with the third prince, how can I target him?"

Jingtian's eyes dimmed, and he turned his back, unable to bear to watch this scene any longer.

Qingxue knew how he was feeling at this time. If it was possible, who wouldn't want to have both parents, love and love, and a happy family?

No one wants to see the tragic situation of parents killing each other, but he is caught in the middle, in a dilemma, struggling in pain.

Concubine Ning kept saying she cared about her son, but why did she do the opposite?

She thought of herself, her nose was a little sour, and she leaned lightly on his shoulder, his body shook, and he looked down at her, with a distorted face and frowning, looking so painful.

Her eyes turned red, feeling deeply, she touched his face with her little hand, comforting him silently.

No matter what happens, she will stay by his side, never leave, never leave.

Jing Tian trembled, his cold heart gradually melted, he reached out to wrap her shoulders, embraced her in his arms, and took a deep breath.

Yes, he still has her!

The air in the cell was extremely stagnant, and everyone lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, wishing to disappear immediately.

Can people who know the secrets of the royal family still live?

The emperor's expression was tense, furious, and he spit out word by word, "The smallpox of the little princes is also your handwriting?"

Although it was an inquiry, it was more of an affirmative tone, and it was already determined that it was a good thing she did.

Concubine Ning was so upset, she tried her best not to admit it, and screamed aggrieved.

"Your majesty, how could you wrong your concubine like this? Don't you know what kind of person a concubine is?"

If she admits it, it's all over for her.

She raised her head slightly, revealing a section of snow-white neck, which was crispy and luscious, gorgeous to the point of corruption, as weak as a demon lotus, faintly charming, she was the kind of woman men like most.