Emperor will kill

Chapter 67 Dragon Seed
Sensing his gaze, Chen Xiangxi buried his head even lower, his heart was in a mess, he was afraid that something unexpected might happen to him.

Feng Shizun looked at her, his eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to signal Bi Yi to come over, hugged her in his arms, held her hand and coaxed her softly.

Chen Xiangxi, who thought that he would not let her go because of the gaze just now, was even more surprised when she heard the voice, looked up, and saw her smiling brightly in his arms, with one arm around his neck and rubbing against his arms, like Once she was as close to him as a baby, her eyes darkened, her hands were clasped, she lowered her head, but she didn't say anything more.

After a while.

After taking the pulse, the old imperial doctor saluted towards Feng Shifu.

"Your Majesty, congratulations to your Majesty, your Majesty is indeed happy—"

In a word, Chen Xiangxi's expression froze, and he raised his eyes to look at the person in front, his eyes were full of disbelief.

how is this possible?
She looked at them and her mind went blank.

He actually had an affair with another woman?
The smile on Bi Yi's face became stronger, and he immediately got up and took Feng Shizun's hand, shaking it while laughing:
"So, Your Majesty, you can stay here tonight. After a while, when the concubine's belly grows bigger, she won't be able to serve the Emperor—"

Chen Xiangxi stared at her, still not fully reacting to the information just now, his mind went blank.

how come?
How can it be?

how come?
he.
She looked up and looked at the man who rarely smiled, still in disbelief.

how is this possible?
Unexpectedly, actually having an affair with another woman?

No, no, no, what is she thinking?
Chen Xiangxi suddenly hooked his lips and smiled.

Chen Xiangxi, Chen Xiangxi, what are you thinking?

His eldest son, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, is already that old. If you count carefully, he should have been born not long after they left the Yin Yang Road.

At that time, he had already had an affair with other women and had his own son, so how could he be devoted to her?

At first, he was still thinking about their sweet past, and decided to believe that once it was not his own child, but was selected from the descendants of other vassal kings, but now it seems that all of this is fake.

So, he was lying to me from the beginning?
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, Chen Xiangxi could only feel the buzzing in his ears.

In an instant, all the sounds in the room seemed to be annoying mosquitoes buzzing in her ears, giving her a headache.

Looking up, all the scenes in front of me began to shake, as if they could collapse in the next second.

then--

"Crackling-"

There was a sound of the porcelain bottle being smashed, and the room fell silent.

The two looked together and saw Chen Xiangxi standing beside the debris on the ground, looking down at the debris on the ground.

There was a flash of pride in Bi Yi's eyes, but he opened his mouth and exclaimed:
"Oh my god, is it not hurt? Where are you hurt? Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to bandage it? Quick, hurry up and ask the imperial doctor to come and see—"

She said that she was about to get up and go to check her wound when she let go, but she was grabbed by the people around her and hugged her in her arms suddenly.

"Enough, what is the imperial doctor?"

After reacting, Chen Xiangxi and Bi Yi turned their heads to look at the source of the voice.

Just listen to him continue:

"How can a mere slave be worthy of the status of the royal family?"

It is the funeral of the wind.

Staring at Chen Xiangxi, his blood eyes were cold.

There is no temperature.

　The hero's ability to predict things like a god is not because of any golden fingers, but because of logic
　　It can be deduced from logic
　　Babies, think about it for yourself first. Tomorrow, my sister will open a special chapter to talk about how to infer this point.
　　In fact, this is a small lie detection technique, which is very common. On weekdays, my sister likes to use it on her friends.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)