Chapter 1692: 1692: The End of Hua Yuan (1)

Chapter 1692 Chapter 1692: The End of Hua Yuan (1)
There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings.
This probably refers to the recent Xichang Emperor Ji.
Since the young master feared his own sin, Huayuan has rarely sought Xichang Emperor Ji, and he has no idea what he is busy with every day. God is secretive.
Without the interference of Huayuan, don't mention how pleasant the days of Emperor Xichang's childbirth were. Her servants at the top and bottom of the house regarded her as the most precious baby. Those old ministers often asked her wife to come and see her. Precious and rare.
The days when the stars were held by the stars and flattery by the grandma were still before Xichang Kingdom was destroyed.
Emperor Xichang once again found the feeling of over 10,000 people, almost forgetting the unhappiness and suffering he had encountered.
However, she soon became dissatisfied, and her late pregnancy reaction tortured her almost out of shape.
Nausea and vomiting, dizziness, fatigue, drowsiness and drooling ...
One symptom after another caught her, taking almost all her energy.
When she finally got used to it, her swollen legs and ugly marks on her stomach made her sick again.
When she felt the movement of the fetus for the first time, the aversion reached its peak.
Looking at the belly that was bulging like a balloon, Dichang Xiji often woke up with dreams, dreaming that he had a three-headed, six-armed monster with three eyes and four mouths, and each foot had only two toes. You can speak human language as soon as you are born ...
Every nightmare, the monster broke her belly with her hands and feet, crawled out with a smile, and opened her mouth to choke off her internal organs.
Every time she woke up and yelled, she woke up and found that she was sweating and her stomach was tingling.
Due to the fact that the fetus in her abdomen was too expensive, the doctor did not dare to eradicate it with heavy drugs, so she could only use mild Anshen decoction to help her sleep.
For several days, the nightmare and night sweats were significantly reduced.
The maid carefully asked her opinion, "Madam, this is a wonderful day. Would you like to walk to the courtyard?"
Xichang Emperor Ji had a rare night's sleep last night, her irritability was greatly improved, and her servants were relieved.
If they continue to toss and wait for Xichang Diji to produce, they will go crazy first.
Emperor Xichang had an exquisite breakfast and was in a good mood. He looked up and saw the golden sunlight falling from the outside, and he was immediately interested.
She supported her waist with one hand, her tall, round belly, and walked slowly with the help of her maid.
Because his body was too heavy, Xichang Di Ji felt tired after walking around, and returned to the room, too lazy to lean on his feet.
In order to pass the time, Emperor Xichang deliberately asked the maid to chat.
"What's new outside recently?"
The maid thought for a while and thought, "Little did not hear anything special."
"Where's that flower army division?" I thought it was too straightforward to ask. Xichang Di Ji pretended to explain it in a concealed way. "After all, he is the most important master of the master. The master fought on the front line. The rear matters together with our mother and son. I entrusted it to him, so I asked this question. I don't know why these days, and my heart was always in a panic. Nightmare seems to have dreamed something terrible in the middle of the night ... "
Xichang Diji certainly would not say that he had dreamed of a monster when he dreamed of it, but contended that he was too worried about An An to have nightmares.
The waitress undoubtedly had him, and said, "Is the flower army division, the little one listened a little. I heard that the army army division has been a little bit wrong recently ..."
Xichang Emperor Ji frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Weekday Flower Army division is always gentle and polite when he accepts people, but after the death of the Lord, he seems to have changed into a person, irritable and irritable, and even ... even whipped the wrong person down." I do n’t know The maid couldn't help sighing, sighing, "Also, the flower division and the young master have been doing wrong for many years, and the young master has done something wrong to fear the crime ... The flower division will definitely be affected."
The maid was so straightforward that she almost uttered the story of the young master guilty of committing guilt and committing suicide, but this was a taboo that was so secretive that the wrong words would be fatal. Fortunately, she stopped her mouth in time, and Xichang Di Ji did not blame her for her tongue, so she was lucky to get a life back.
Xichang Emperor Ji showed a taunt.
The succeeding young master An An died in the hands of Hua Yuan. He was fine without waking up in the middle of the night, how could he be sad?
As for the maid's "irritability" and "hand-whipping people" ... these changes rest in the eyes of Emperor Xichang. It is not a change of temperament at all. It is clearly that Hua Yuan exposed his nature, and finally he was willing to tear open and maintain it for many years. "Gentleman" mask, return to the self.
"Anything else but these?"
Xichang Emperor Ji stroked his stomach once and for all, his sleepiness grew stronger.
The gossip's maid was embarrassed, and the emperor Xichang captured it and said, "Let's talk about anything, don't be embarrassed and secretive. What you say now is better, it's better than I don't know how to hear , Startle this little ancestor in your stomach. "
The maid gritted her teeth. "Madam, the younger heard some bad news two days ago, saying that the frontline situation is not good."
Xichang Di Ji asked, "Not so good? What's so bad?"
"Where does the young man know it? I just listened to some martial artist who said it, and it was not clear." The maid said, begging, "Madam, these things are not allowed to be spread, if you are in charge of it, I know, this little life is gone. "
Xichang Diji responded casually, "I know, I won't explain you."
She thought that the battle on the front line was not good, and that was the situation in Hua Yuan's plan, so she was not worried at all.
Unexpectedly, Hua Yuan was already a complete lunatic. Others could not predict his next move at all, and the operation became a mystery.
When the news that An An was beheaded and killed by Jiang An Ji was passed, Xi Chang Di Ji was still aggressive.
"You said ... who died?"
Xichang Diji held her stomach in one hand, and grasped the maid's hand in the other, her long nails were embedded in the other's flesh.
The maid looked terribly in pain, but did not dare to scream or exclaim Xichang Diji's hand, but could only hold her teeth bitterly.
The messenger paused, and his voice could not help lowering a few degrees.
"The prince is stunned."
Hey?
Are you safe?
Although Xichang Di Ji had long been mentally prepared, at first sight of the news, there was still a shock that could not be reacted to.
Even if An An is not good, he is also Xichang Di Ji's biggest support at present.
The patron fell suddenly, and she was a sensitive and thoughtful pregnant woman, and her mood was naturally different from ordinary people.
"How dare you?"
The reporters didn't seem to want to answer this question, but had to answer it.
After all, An's death is too humiliating for the vassals.
He let Xichang Emperor Ji Ping back and forth, and then he murmured the truth.
_ (: з ″ ∠) _ This title probably won't last long, and Hua Yuan's ending is not much better than his previous life.
PS: Mid-autumn festival, do you want to go outside today?
(End of this chapter)