The prince's soft crying bag can only light incense

Chapter 57 The life and death between father and son
Without the cover of the carriage, Hong Tao was horrified to find that the horses and the men driving the horses were all dead, with his eyes covered in red.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the rain became even heavier.

The rain hit my head and body, and it was biting and cold, but it couldn't overcome the fear of the unknown.

"Who?" A look of sternness flashed across his face, "If you don't come out, the little girl will suffer a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp blade pressed straight into Ruan Qing's neck!

Da da da.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a luxurious carriage appeared slowly, with carved dragons and flying tigers, and bright yellow curtains.

It's the prince's car.

At the same time, there were gradually more torches around, and Jingcha guards surrounded them from all directions.

"Your Highness is very clever. The show you and Your Majesty put on together is truly wonderful."

Xie Yan was sitting in the carriage, his eyes falling on Hong Tao's hand, specifically on the little girl's neck. Blood was seeping out, and mixed with the rain, her chest was completely wet.

He made no secret of his gaze, and Hong Tao naturally noticed it, "I didn't expect that His Highness also has a weakness."

Xie Yan finally spoke: "Now that Gu has appeared, I will never let you leave. Threatening her is useless."

"Hahaha..." Hong Tao's hand that was not holding the knife pinched the back of Ruan Qing's neck, "Did you hear that? So what if you sacrificed your life as bait? Everyone in the royal family is cold-blooded. How could they care about your life, idiot!"

Ruan Qing closed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't hear anything, like a dying rag doll, being swung around without any consciousness.

He looked at Xie Yan again, "Your Highness, don't worry. I have no intention of escaping. If I can have a beautiful woman by my side, why not die?"

From the moment the carriage appeared, Hong Tao knew that he would not be able to leave today.Now that Ruan Qing has guessed the identity of the master, he will never survive.

Xie Yan's hands on his legs gradually tightened, but his face remained calm, "Master Hong wants to die, and I don't want to stop him even if I can't. For the sake of being in the same court, let your father and son live together." Let’s go to hell, it’s a good story.”

Hong Tao's hand holding the knife trembled, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "What?"

He did not dare to guess that he had killed the female insect himself. He did not wait until dark and got the news from the master before taking action.

After his son died, the whole Hong family could not escape the disaster. He did not want to stay in Shengjing anymore, so he planned the Ruan family tragedy and planned to escape with Ruan Qing.

Unexpectedly, all this is actually a game that invites you to be trapped in an urn.It would be easier to explain if the son had not died.

Hong Liqing is better than Lan because he is better than him. He is not inferior to him in strategy and skills. He also knows many of his secrets, so it is not difficult to catch him.

If the Hong family is just a family of ordinary officials, it is unknown whether the son will be able to flex his muscles and become a marquis.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

A crack opened in the Jing Cha Guard, and a man walked out slowly. His white clothes were scorching under the firelight.

Hong Tao couldn't help but show pride in his eyes. At this moment, he had no resentment or anger after learning the truth, only relief.

"It's my son after all."

It's good to be alive.

Hong Li slowly walked up to Hong Tao, knelt down calmly on the rain-wet mud, and touched his forehead to the ground, "Congratulations, father, Dou is pregnant. You are going to be a grandfather."

Hong Li had married a wife before, but he died without leaving a son or a half. The Hong family only had one son, and the others were daughters.

Therefore, the child in Dou's belly may be Hong Tao's only grandchild.

Hong Tao's eyes showed joy, "My father has received the news. Although the Dou family is a small family, you can welcome her in as long as you like her."

"Thank you very much, father." Hong Li looked up, his forehead was covered with wet mud, and the rain blurred his vision. "To get this word from you, all this my son has done is worth it."

Hong Tao looked at him. The father and son were close at hand but seemed to be thousands of miles apart. "Remember, once you have chosen, don't regret it."

"Yes, my son will never regret it!" As the last word fell, he moved suddenly, holding the blade on Ruan Qing's neck with one hand, and holding a knife in the other hand.

At this moment, the knife had been inserted into Hong Tao's heart.

One kill.

Ruthless and decisive, without a trace of hesitation.

(End of this chapter)