The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 277
Her firm but desolate voice floated along with the palace gauze in the eerie inner hall. Xiao Ninglan responded to her, walked to the source of the sound, and suddenly lifted the gauze, but it was just a bamboo tube with a long thread. This kind of bamboo tube, Can it convey her voice?
Xiaoyu is not here, so where is she?
The cry of the baby was extremely loud in Jingfeng Palace, Xiao Ninglan stared at it with bated breath, and slowed down his steps, "Xiaoyu, I promise you anything, if you have any difficulties and can't leave here, then I will accompany you in the palace, Xiaoyu... "

He called her name deeply, Yan Xiaoyu curled up behind Gongsha, biting her lower lip to prevent herself from choking up.She can't answer him anymore, or he'll find out

In her own position, she only wanted him to take Yun Duo away. If possible, she and Yun Ziyou would get rid of the child-mother Gu. If not, then let her and Ziyou die today.

"Yu'er, answer me and tell me what I have to do to bring you back to me, Yu'er..." His voice sounded like weeping blood, and in the fluttering gauze tendrils, he frantically tore off the cloth that blocked his sight. Shaman looked around under the storm.

"Yu'er——" In Jingfeng Palace, his voice was piercing, and the baby's crying cut through all the noise outside the palace.

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "If God has mercy, Yan Xiaoyu from Zhongnan Mountain will wake up and be with you forever!"

Xiao Ninglan stopped roaring, and approached the source of the sound step by step. He lifted the veil, and the woman's tearful face appeared in front of his eyes. Yan Xiaoyu cried out, turned and hid behind the veil, "Xiao Ninglan, you go, you Go, don't force me, don't..."

The sound of her crying hit his heart every sentence, and he retreated decadently, "Yu'er, why do you exclude me from your life? You know that life and death are not important anymore. The important thing is that Xiao Ninglan loves you." Yan Xiaoyu! He loves her!"

Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help shaking her head, tears falling in the wind, "Xiao Ninglan, wait for me, wait for me to wake up!"

Xiao Ninglan nodded, her long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of tears, "I'll wait for you, whether it's the universe's prehistoric times, or the sea's dry rocks, I'll wait for you!"

He turned around, picked up the baby girl on the phoenix couch whose cries were getting quieter, and walked out Ling Ran.

Because he didn't trust her in the past, there were too many ups and downs between them. Now, he understands that he loves her, so he trusts her, whether she is going to marry another man or have a baby with another man. If she has a child, or she is going to live and die with another man, he believes her...

Even if he can't wait for her to come back, it doesn't matter. At most, he will miss her and live a lonely life, which is more painful than death.

Yu'er, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you forever...

A fire was ignited in Jingfeng Palace, and the figure of Xiao Ninglan leaving with the child in his arms, felt more and more lonely under the red fire.

Yun Ziyou looked at the figure of the man who left in the rain, thinking, is he really the high-spirited Prince Highness from before?
When he walked into the Jingfeng Palace in the fire, tears were still on Yan Xiaoyu's cheeks. She took a torch and lit the gauze on the other side. The fire illuminated her helpless eyes. A voice came from behind, "Actually, you can choose to leave with him."

"Leave? How do I leave? The three of us together, one daughter and two husbands?" Yan Xiaoyu threw down the torch in her hand with a determined expression on her face.

Yun Ziyou looked at her sadly, and after a while, he said slowly, "It is possible that the soul guiding technique will fail, and you may not even be able to use Xiao Hanjing's body anymore."

"It doesn't matter, any situation is better than the present." Yan Xiaoyu turned her head and looked at Yun Ziyou firmly.

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The palace changed drastically, Prince Rui's mansion was also in chaos, because the little prince was poisoned, his face was dark purple, his body was cold, all the servants in the palace were trembling, the old prince got angry and almost killed all the servants who took care of the little prince.

The imperial doctor came out of the inner room, stroked his beard and said, "Little prince, it is the toxicity brought by the mother..."

The hag's face was ashen, and Yan Xiaoyu actually took poison herself to restrain the little prince. This woman is simply a snake and a scorpion.

"Go to the palace, catch that bitch Yan Xiaoyu, even if she dies, her old age will make her die!" The hag was furious, trembling with anger.

"Ghost, why are you so angry? The antidote you want is in my hands..." With a baby on her back, Xiao Ninglan jumped out of the roof calmly, her handsome face in the darkness, like a Shura.

"Xiao Ninglan..." The hag gritted her teeth, and the old prince also looked extremely ugly.

Xiao Ninglan took out the antidote from his back, and looked at the hag coldly, "I heard that you detoxified me, only half of it?"

Xiao Ninglan raised her eyebrows, looked at the two of them jokingly, and trembled angrily, "That's right, you give the antidote to the old man, and the old man will help you relieve the remaining poison!"

Xiao Ninglan nodded, "Okay, you can detoxify me first, if the detoxification is good, I will give you the antidote!"

The ghost almost jumped, but the old prince restrained her, "Ning Lan, this child belongs to Yan Xiaoyu..."

His words hit his deadly spot, his expression froze for a moment, and he raised his head mockingly and sneered, "This child also belonged to Yun Ziyou!"

The old prince was very angry, and said to the hag beside him, "Go, help him detoxify the remaining poison!"

The hag stepped forward, but Xiao Ninglan crushed the porcelain bottle in her hand, and the powdered medicine floated on the ground. When the wind blew, the gray dust floated into the distance.

The hag got angry and pointed at Xiao Ninglan tremblingly, "You..."

"I forgot to tell you, I'm not Yan Xiaoyu, and I won't be threatened by anyone. I've already given you the antidote. Whether you can pick them up in full depends on your ability." Xiao Ninglan smiled contemptuously, Throwing the broken porcelain bottle in his hand on the ground, he clapped his hands, and left gracefully with the baby on his back.

The ghost stomped her feet, her face was ferocious, "Xiao Ninglan, you only have one year left, do you think you can live for a long time?"

"One year is enough!" Xiao Ninglan didn't turn his head. In the darkness, his back was straight and lonely, and gradually, he merged into the darkness.

The conflict between the Wei family and Prince Rui's residence gradually turned from the dark to the clear. Due to Yan Xiaoyu's uncooperative attitude when delivering letters to the Wei family, Wei Jinhan became more unscrupulous. Finally, the Wei family invited Xiao Xiao, who had been reclusive for a long time, old emperor.

The woman who followed Old Emperor Xiao was Qiuyue, the woman who used to be the oiran in Baihualou, and the woman who also secretly helped Yan Xiaoyu.The woman's dusty smell has all faded away, and she has a bit of a fairy spirit by following the old emperor.

The old emperor tremblingly looked at the beautiful Prince Rui's Mansion, he had only been away for a few years, why did Xiliang become like this?Xiao Ninglan is his favorite heir to the throne, and he also deliberately fights against Xiao Linfeng to win the throne, but now...

He was a little hard to believe the changes in the world, the old prince had become powerful, because of the appearance of the old emperor, the branches and leaves were blown away, he couldn't believe that the old emperor was still alive.

When he abdicated at that time, the royal family was vague about his departure. Many people already knew that he was dead, but he did not die. I believe that he will give Xiao Ninglan the throne in his lifetime.

The old emperor went down Zhongnan Mountain with the help of Qiuyue and a group of ministers. The mountain was steep and steep. The old emperor was out of breath several times. The man with the firewood was almost speechless.

Xiao Ninglan is no longer the Xiao Ninglan he used to be. His vigor has faded, replaced by a sense of detachment. In just three years, he has changed from the boy who played tricks to the man who is now reclusive.

His ink-dyed blue hair was not tied up in any bun, and the hair on his cheeks covered part of his expression. The wind blew, and the blue hair fluttered. He stood up slowly, and the gray coarse clothes could not hide his noble temperament. He looked at him with some complicated eyes. The old emperor who walked up the mountainside.

He was born in the emperor's house since he was a child, and his family affection was weak. He didn't have much feeling for this biological father, and some only had fear and respect. He put down the ax in his hand, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes turned. The baby behind him seemed to be infected with this atmosphere. Feeling restless, I cried with a "wow".

The dumb uncle walked over and took the baby girl from Xiao Ninglan's back. Under the beautiful environment, the handsome man looked at his aging father speechlessly.

The old emperor stepped forward tremblingly, pushed away Qiuyue who had been supporting him all the time, the snow-white beard on his chin was shocking, he looked at Xiao Ninglan with tears in his eyes, raised his hand, and
A crisp slap hit Xiao Ninglan's face.

He took a few steps back by himself, panting heavily, the cold wind poured into his mouth, and coughed loudly, Qiuyue hurriedly supported him, two lines of clear tears dripped from his cloudy eyes.

Xiao Ninglan staggered from the beating, he didn't speak, just looked at his father for a moment, then slowly stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, "Father, the child is not filial..."

His voice was firm but desolate. There was never such a moment when he regretted that he was born in the emperor's family. Since he was a child, he had missed so much love.

The old emperor stepped forward, still wanting to hit him, but Xiao Ninglan had already got up, turned around and took a chopped firewood, knelt down in front of the old emperor again, raised the firewood with both hands, "Father, my son is afraid that you will hurt my own." Hand, please take care of your father!"

The old emperor's face turned pale with anger, he picked up the firewood in his hand, raised it up, and hit it, Xiao Ninglan didn't dodge, didn't blink, the firewood never fell on his forehead, his hands kept shaking, this Is it really his son?Is it really His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who has been relentless since childhood?

Disappointed, he kept the firewood aside, pushed away Qiuyue who was supporting him, and bent down to support Xiao Ninglan.

(End of this chapter)