He didn't want to admit that it was his own fault, so he found someone in advance to find a baby boy with excellent qualifications. If the princess gave birth to a boy, forget it, but unfortunately the princess still gave birth to a girl.
"The princess didn't wake up during the journey, did she?" Prince Duan teased the baby and asked his mother quietly.
Grandma lowered her head and said, "No."
However, inside the room, the princess's cold eyes were listening to the conversation outside, and then she closed her eyes weakly, with a tear falling from the corner of her eye.
If her cultivation had not been damaged and she had not been drugged before giving birth, she would never have been as weak as she is now, and her child would not have been sent away.
This plan started from the early stages of pregnancy until King Duan knew the gender of her child three months later.
The child in her belly was not born in expectation, and only stayed with her for ten months.
Unfortunately, it has now been dealt with.
Her child died just like that.
It is not easy for a monk to become pregnant. It has been almost five hundred years since she married into Prince Duan's palace and she has not yet become pregnant.
King Duan had more and more concubines, but fortunately no one gave birth to a boy.
She finally got pregnant, and originally thought that it would work for both men and women, but after learning that King Duan had this idea, she didn't want to give birth.
But King Duan did not allow her to have an abortion. No one was stupid. Once she had an abortion, the child would definitely be a girl.
King Duan didn't allow it. With her cultivation level, she had basically no chance of winning against the person who was watching over her.
There were several nannies guarding the house every day, and she was not allowed to bump into her at all.
Finally, she was left with only one nanny who always looked at her. Then she couldn't hold it back and cried and begged her in a low voice.
Let her take a look at her baby.
The child was born unexpectedly, and the princess had a lingering sadness on her brows.
In the end, the princess gave the child a name: "Shang."
She held her daughter and cried silently. She knew that the next moment the child would be taken away and disposed of, and replaced with a baby boy she was unfamiliar with to serve as her child.
The princess took out a blank jade sign, scratched a trace of blood, and dripped on the jade sign.
The essence and blood on the jade plaque continued to swim, and slowly the word "sorrow" came out, and she gently pressed the jade plaque into the baby's body.
Mammy watched all this but said nothing. She knew that the princess still had some illusions. Unfortunately, the prince would not let the little princess live.
Otherwise, once it is revealed, not only the royal family will have objections, but also the aristocratic families will be happy to watch the joke.
Ye Shang's consciousness followed the guards to a deserted lake.
The guard drew a boundary and was about to kill the baby and throw it into the lake, when a burst of red light flashed across the lake.
The guard's barrier was broken.
A beautiful woman appeared, her cultivation was obviously superior to that of the guards. The two fought for a while, but the guards were defeated and watched helplessly as the little princess was snatched away.
The woman in red teased the baby in her arms and was about to kill the guard, but the guard ran away quickly.
The guard did not dare to appear in the palace in this embarrassed state, so he found a place to change into a guard uniform, endured the faint pain of the scars, and reported to Prince Duan with an unchanging expression: "Your Majesty, it has been taken care of."
King Duan waved his hand: "Yes."
He didn't care about the smell of blood on the guards. After all, he had just killed a baby, so it was normal to have a slight smell of blood.
Then the guard turned around and prepared to leave without changing his expression.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, his chest was pierced directly by a sword. He looked at Jianjian in disbelief. The moment he fell, he looked at his master who had been cautious in his words and deeds for hundreds of years.
Unfortunately, King Duan just pulled out the sword, threw it aside, took the handkerchief on the side and wiped his hands.
"It's taken care of." His voice was cold.
The dead soldier on the side kept his head lowered and did not dare to speak. He stepped forward and shook the secret corpse-destroying elixir onto the corpse. The corpse emitted sizzling smoke, and soon only the blood was left melting in the rain.
Silent and silent.
(End of chapter)
