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Jieyou caressed his big belly, and murmured: "Hey, if you were here, would you teach me how to do it? Now my child has not yet been born, and he is still thousands of miles away from being the crown prince. If Weng Guimi died in battle , then I can’t grasp everything about him—if he dies like this, it’s really too cheap for him!”

"It's not good! It's not good!" The maid ran in in a panic, "Zuo... Mrs. Zuo is here!"

"Isn't Mrs. Zuo supposed to be in the cold palace? Who is so bold to let her out?!" Jieyou was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Xiao Nimi charging towards the ground with a scimitar in his hand. Pull Mrs. Zuo into the hall.

"Come on!" Xiao Nimi said childishly, "Tie up Mrs. You!"

Jieyou straightened her back and stared left and right, "Who dares to touch me?!"

Xiao Nimi glared at Jieyou viciously, with a fork on her waist, "Liu Jieyou, a woman from the Han family, seduced Kunmi, and made my Wusun fall into war. The Huns said, as long as you hand over the head of your neck, you will be with my Wusun!" Put an end to this war!"

Jieyou suddenly understood that Xiao Nimi, as the crown prince, naturally had the support of some factions that were pro-Xiong. In reason.

"You can ask for the head of this palace! Nimi, you have to think clearly, this palace is the flesh and blood of Kunmi, if you beheaded this palace today, you have committed the crime of slaughtering your relatives and brothers." , Jieyou looked at Mrs. Zuo coldly, "If Ni Mi bears such a notoriety at such a young age, he will succeed to the throne as Kunmi one day, and it will definitely become a stain on his emperor's journey."

"You're threatening me?!" Ni Mi gritted her teeth with hatred, and spat at Jie You.

Mrs. Zuo pulled Ni Mi behind her, and said with a sneer, "Look at your belly, I'm almost full-term, how long do you think the baby in your belly can keep you?"

How could Jieyou not know the meaning of her words, as long as this baby falls to the ground, it will be her death too!

Now Weng Guimi is far away from fighting the Xiongnu in the eastern border, and he is determined not to rush back to save her.

Jieyou let herself calm down, she sat down calmly, and said with a smile: "Since Mrs. Zuo is also a sensible person, I am tired today, so come and send Mrs. Zuo and Nimi off."

"No need, I entered this palace today and never thought about going out." Madam Zuo immediately ordered, "General Zuo, enclose this palace for me!"

"promise!"

The sound of armored soldiers echoed outside the hall, Jieyou knew that today it was not just Ni Mi who let Madam Zuo out, but also Madam Zuo's counterattack that was silently planned in the cold palace.

"Medical officer Xuan is here to prescribe medicine for Mrs. You." Mrs. Zuo smiled coldly, "I want to hug this little baby today."

The implication is to give birth!

Jieyou hurriedly got up, took a step back, and exclaimed, "Are you going to rebel?!"

"I just want to share the worries for Kunmi and the people of Wusun, so that this disaster can be quickly eliminated. Madam You, where did the rebellion you speak of come from?" Madam Zuo took a step closer to understanding, "You and I Dou, you're still a little tender!" He stared at the child in Jieyou's womb with vicious eyes, "This child should never have come to this world, and you should not have lived to this day!"

"Come on! Grab Mrs. Right!"

When Mrs. Zuo gave an order, the maidservants of the Han family on the left and right cried together, knelt down and kowtowed, "I beg Mrs. Zuo to let the princess go, I beg you, slaves!"

"Let her go?" Madam Zuo sneered, "Give her a chance to bite me again?!"

"Get up, all of you!" Jieyou broke away from the Hun maid who was holding her left and right, "I am a big man woman, even if I am going to die, I should hold my head up!"

"Yo... Ben Gong underestimated you, Liu Jieyou, you still have some backbone at this time."

"Mrs. Zuo...the medicine...the medicine is here..." The medical officer brought out a bowl of birth-promoting decoction tremblingly, and shrank away in fear.

"What are you afraid of? Madam You is a dying person. Even if Kunmi came back, she wouldn't dare to do anything to you." Madam Zuo snarled, shook her head and smiled, "Liu Jieyou, do you know why you guys are so late?" Is it too late to send troops? Bengong tells you, because your big man just died the emperor and is in chaos, who will take care of Wusun's life and death? So, even if Kunmi is back, you don't dare to do anything to me, but I We have saved the people of Wusun from a disaster of war, and all you need is the head of a Han woman!" After finishing speaking, Mrs. Zuo gave the decoction to Jieyou, "Liu Jieyou, you have already lost, if you don't want to suffer more, Just drink this soup!"

Jieyou didn't take the decoction in Mrs. Zuo's hand, "What if I don't want to drink it?"

"kill----!"

Suddenly, there was a shout of killing outside the hall.

Madam Zuo exclaimed, "Who is it?"

General Zuo hurriedly replied: "Back to Mrs. Zuo, it was General Mo Yan who led the troops to kill here!"

"He hasn't been at home for many months, how could he still have military power?!" Mrs. Zuo had calculated thousands of times, but she didn't expect that Mo Yan, who had been unemployed for many months, would come in at this time.

Brothers are needed to fight, how can the righteousness of life and death be broken so easily?

On the night of Weng Guimi's departure, he secretly met with Mo Yan, and handed over to Mo Yan the tiger talisman capable of dispatching [-] defenders in Chigu City. At that time, he stabbed him severely in the back.

General Zuo did not go out with the army this time, he just wanted to cooperate with Mrs. Zuo to complete this operation. He brought only [-] soldiers from the palace. How could he resist Mo Yan's [-] defenders?

Madam Zuo glared at Jieyou angrily, and slammed the decoction in her hand, "Protect Nimi! I'll kill you!" Her hands frantically pinched Jieyou.

If before, Jieyou would have been able to dodge this pinch, but at this moment, Jieyou has a big belly, she dodged subconsciously, her feet went limp, and she sat down on the ground abruptly.

The severe pain suddenly spread from the abdomen, Jieyou hugged her stomach tightly, and let out an urgent cry, "Come on, save... this palace...save this palace's child!"

The corner of the skirt suddenly became wet, Jieyou looked down at the corner of the skirt, but saw a scarlet oozing along the corner of the skirt.

"Hahaha, Liu Jieyou, you lost! You lost!" Mrs. Zuo let out a series of wild laughs, but was suddenly bumped by her.

"You..." When she saw clearly who that person was, Madam Zuo was stunned and couldn't help shouting, "You're alive, and you're still alive! Impossible! Impossible!"

He didn't pay much attention to Mrs. Zuo, Feng Shi only cared about relieving worries at this moment, so many months of heartache and longing had all turned into a bond between life and death at this moment, she rushed to Jieyou's side, and held her tightly. Hand, shouted anxiously: "Relieve your worries, hold on, hold on! Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Familiar eyebrows, familiar voice, familiar temperature...

The moment Jieyou looked at Feng Shi, tears welled up involuntarily. Months of fear, months of longing, and months of grievances could only be turned into a hug, and he curled up in Feng Shi's arms, "I know you I'll be back... 嫽... I knew you wouldn't leave me..."

"Take down Mrs. Zuo!" Mo Yan's voice sounded, and when everything was brought under control, Mo Yan heard Feng Shi's hiss.

"General Mo, hurry up and invite Baluru! Jieyou can't die! Can't die!" She hugged Jieyou's trembling body tightly in a panic, sniffing deeply the fragrance of her neck, "Jieyou, you will It's okay, it's going to be okay!"

"Hey...I'm in pain...it hurts..." Jieyou's face turned pale, and he felt that the whole area below his lower abdomen was about to burst, "I'm afraid...I'm afraid that I won't be able to accompany you..." He said , she stared at Feng Shi's face with nostalgia, for fear that if she missed a moment, she would miss a lifetime.