Demon concubine

Chapter 242 The Child Is Dead.006
Madam Qing's eyes seemed to be like ice picks, stabbing at You Fu mercilessly: "Your Majesty has great powers, could it be that such a small matter has stumped you for thousands of years?" Madam Qing continued with a chuckle: "My clansmen were killed by us. The death of my most respected husband is of course to go to a place without him to live a comfortable and comfortable life."

"Really? What about our child?" Youfu was not angry, he knew that she was just trying to stimulate him.

"Dead." Mrs. Qing's tone gradually turned cold, and her eyes were as dead ashes without methane gas.

However, You Fu smiled wickedly.Stretch out a hand to pinch her chin: "I don't think this joke is funny. If you don't answer me obediently, I will definitely punish you tonight."

Madam Qing's heart trembled, his so-called punishment was nothing more than wanting to occupy herself, but she still looked decisively, without any fear: "The child is dead, he died in my womb."

"How did you die?" Youfu's words were still casual.

"His father did a lot of evil, he took all his father's sins, he died, and died in my womb, so his father can live freely. His father's evil resentment is buried alive in my body, you Did you hear that? He came back and came to ask for your life. Our child was killed by your own hands. He was brutally taken away by your blood-smeared hand before he was formed." The corner of Madam Qing's mouth With a confused smile and tears in his eyes, he seemed to be telling a story of great pain.

You Fu's heart also felt a twinge of pain, she doubted her words, then pinched her chin forcefully with her palms, her eyes were bright: "Are you deliberately provoking this king? How could this king's child die so easily."

Mrs. Qing's face was pinched a little distorted, but the wanton smile still never stopped on her face, but the vicissitudes and despair could not be concealed in the smile: "If you don't believe it, you can go to the Palace of the King of Hell to see him. Was it killed by you?"

"You..." Youfu was still angry after all, he never believed that his child would die so easily.

He once dreamed that he could have a lovely child, whether it was a boy or a girl, he would use all his love to pamper him, love him, teach him all his abilities, and let him become the best in the world. The most authoritative king.

But he never expected that his child would have died thousands of years ago.

His eyes instantly turned fierce like a wolf, his face twitched slightly, and he looked at Mrs. Qing fiercely, but he couldn't shatter her internal organs like he did to Yue, because the woman in front of him was him. The woman he loved the most in this life, he couldn't even have time to hurt, so how could he be willing to hurt her.

He let her go, turned around, changed his previous tenderness, and said with an imperial air: "You don't even think about leaving this king in this life. The child is gone, and you can have another one."

She touched her sore cheek, put away her smile, looked at his stalwart figure coldly, and threatened: "Unless Xia Qiqi, Mo Chen and others are released."

"Since Xia Qiqi failed to marry this king, Mo Chen and others must not stay." After You Fu finished speaking, she disappeared from Madam Qing's sight.

Madam Qing's heart sank, as if she had sunk into a bottomless trough, and that sense of decline enveloped her tightly.

There was a stabbing pain in her heart, she clutched her chest, the corners of her mouth trembled, her eyes dimmed.

Then squatted on the ground, buried his head in his arms,

(End of this chapter)