The merciless prince goes to court

Chapter 81 Her husband is dead
Chapter 88 Her husband is dead
"It's all for you. I have something to eat at night, but you don't have it." She stood up, looked at the snowman-like boy on the ground, put her hand on her cotton padded coat, and looked at it again. Looking at the sky, it seems that this snow has no intention of stopping.

She put her hand on her chest, and moved her fingers slightly. After a long time, she untied her clothes, squatted down her body again, and put her only cotton coat on on the boy.

But she smiled happily, and that face was a little more indescribably cute.

"It won't be cold this way, little brother. My name is An Ningxin. My father said that the name Ning Xin was given by my master. It sounds very nice." She smiled and narrowed her eyes, her thin body constantly shaking in the cold wind. Trembling, she stood up... She hugged her hands tightly, she was obviously very cold, but she felt hot and persistent in her heart.

"Little brother, Ning Xin is gone..." She shook her hand at the boy, but the boy just looked at her blankly. Her clothes were on her body, and a piece of dry biscuit was in his hand. The dry biscuit in his hand, this is the one who picked up the one that was divided into two pieces, and bit it hard...

And the snow is still there...

"Little brother, my name is An Ningxin. Father said the name was given by the master...it sounds nice..."

"Ning Xin..." The man's clothes were soaked in sweat, and he suddenly sat up in shock... He put his hand on his forehead, and the palm of his hand was covered with sweat.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Lu Qingran wanted to sit up, but Duan Xiye pressed her shoulders.

"Okay, I'm fine. You're healthy, so you should have a good rest." Duan Xiye lay down again, as if he had forgotten the dream just now, but he couldn't forget the first time he met that woman. ...

Lu Qingran approached the man beside her, and she opened her eyes. That hibiscus face became much colder at this moment.

He loved her, but he called another woman's name in his dream, and closed his eyes again, it seemed that some people really couldn't bear it.

Snow flakes would fall on An Ningxin's clothes from time to time. She raised her head, and it seemed that she met Duan Xiye in such a weather.Just as she was about to turn around, someone blocked her way in front of her...

"It seems that my sister is doing well." The voice of the smile is still so soft, but it is unusually indifferent, just like the snowflakes falling at this time, that sentence of "sister" makes people feel trembling.

An Ningxin's lips were slightly pursed, and although that pale face was bloodless, it was no longer as fragile as before.

In the past few months, she has grown a lot.

"Princess is polite." She was blessed, her voice was dull, she was a concubine, and she was just a slave, she remembered it clearly, "Sister, you don't need to be polite." Lu Qingran just puffed out her belly, The fox coat on her body was much more luxurious, she raised her lips and smiled lightly, with a hint of mockery in her eyes, An Ning just slightly stretched her body, and my sister felt a little uncomfortable hearing that sentence.

"The princess is serious. There are only slaves here, and there is no sister of the princess."

The snow fell from time to time, and the two women in the snow looked at each other, Lu Qingran just raised her red lips lightly, "Sister, could it be that she hates my sister for taking away the lord?"

An Ning pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, "It's not important anymore, is it? You are already her princess, what else do you want?" She raised her head slightly and let out a sigh of relief A snowflake happened to land on her eyelashes, and with a slight sway, a gleam of light passed through.

But Lu Qingran just sneered, "Sister is too confident, I may not know, it is my sister who snatched Wang Ye from Qingran's hands for two years, Wang Nian has always been in love with Qingran, Instead of you..."

She stared at An Ning Xin's suddenly pale face, with a wider smile on her red lips, did her sister know that the prince had a butterfly hairpin in his hand, and the prince regarded it as a treasure.

An Ning put her hands beside her and held it firmly. Indeed, Xianggong had one, and he never let her touch it from time to time. How could she not know? Could there be something she didn't know about it.

"Heh... It seems that my sister doesn't know. In fact, that hairpin belongs to my sister. My sister has known the prince since she was a child. The prince has always loved me, and you are redundant, and you have the child in your womb. , His lord never wanted it either."

She held out her hand.She put her finger on An Ningxin's shoulder, and then pushed it away. The smile on her face was extremely beautiful, but it was also extremely cold. An Ning Xin's footsteps wobbled, but she carefully protected her child, and she knelt and sat On the snow ground, there was just a pale face, unwilling to believe what she said, no wonder Xianggong became like this, it turned out that he really never loved An Xin, did he never regard her as his wife? .

"Ah..." She bit her lip, staring at the foot that Lu Qingran stepped on her hand suddenly, and that foot continued to exert force. In the cold snowy day, there were spots on her forehead. sweat.

"It hurts, it hurts..." There was a heart-rending pain from those fingers that were not good at first, and she almost fainted from the pain.

Lu Qingran finally raised her feet and strode away, but she didn't see that on the snowy ground, a woman looked at her bloody hand and began to cry out in pain, as if it had been supporting her all the time. No, nothing left.

After a long time, An Ning stood up, she put down her hand, her eyes were always hazy, her heart was like the snowy land now, white, without any color...

She walked forward, as if she had lost all her soul, but her eyes and heart were dull, and the fingers in her sleeves were stained with snowflakes and blood, and she could no longer look at them.

Outside the study, An Ningxin was like a wandering soul. She walked in step by step, and the people standing outside stretched out their hands to hold her, but she just pushed their hands away, "I want to go in." For the voice she couldn't hear, her footsteps didn't stop.

A knife was placed in front of her eyes, and a silver light slid across her face, cold and ruthless...

And she just stared at the closed study room, still walking forward, the two guards looked at each other, they only dared to threaten, but they didn't dare to do anything, after all, this woman has a prince. child, they dare not hurt her.

And her reckless way of walking is indeed embarrassing for them, they can only watch her go to the study step by step, it is the important place of the prince, no outsiders are allowed to enter.

Swords and swords flashed in her eyes from time to time. She stretched out her hands and pushed open the door, but the door left bloodstains on her hands, and those hands were bloody and bloody again, causing the two guards to panic. It was a gasp.

Who... There was a man's cold voice from inside, and it seemed that there was some displeasure at being disturbed.

An Ning walked in, and when she saw the portrait hanging on the wall of the study, she just felt the endless cold wind blowing into her body from time to time, so cold that even her bones were stiff.

"Who is so bold to enter this king's study?"

Duan Xiye raised his head from the table, and when he saw the woman standing in front of him, he just squinted his eyes. Who let you in, he stood up abruptly, but found that she was always Staring at Lu Qingran's portrait.

"What are you doing here?" Duan Xiye had a cold face, but there was an indescribable sense of embarrassment in his heart.

"I want to know, is everything you do just for her? Is your success, your status as prince, all just for her?" An Ningxin never took her eyes off that portrait. She is so careful, even every strand of hair is obviously done her best.

(End of this chapter)