She really can't save Bei Mingli, maybe this is her life.
She had to pay for what she had done.
"You, you" Beimingli's pupils widened suddenly, she wasn't really Beiyingwu.
No wonder, no wonder the changes are so great.
She also kept suspecting that something was wrong with her.
It turns out that she really isn't the Northern Dance.
Bei Mingli suddenly reached out and touched the child's face, her eyes were full of doting smiles, and suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body kept twitching.
"Child, you have to live well."
Bei Mingli cried in pain, followed by another mouthful of blood.
Bei Ying Wu looked at her appearance without the slightest emotion.
She is not a Madonna.
Bei Mingli had done so many bad things to her, it was impossible for her to forgive and sympathize with her.
"I'm going to see her, I'll beg her to forgive me when I see her, and the child will trouble you," Bei Mingli said intermittently, and then his hand slipped off the child's face, and his eyes were tightly closed.
Bei Mingwu slowly closed her eyes, and at this moment, she was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Looking at the child in her arms, she sighed inwardly.
"What do you say, the mother and son are not saved."
Emperor Chenfei staggered, although he didn't have any feelings for Bei Mingli, but he was still shocked to hear that she was dead at this moment.
What saddened him even more was the child, and no matter what, the child was his.
It's about to be born.
Now it's gone for a breath of fresh air.
Bei Mingwu glanced at him and said coldly, "What's the use of suffering now, what did you do before, if you took care of their mother and son with your heart, how could this happen." ” Di Chenfei didn't say anything, his heart was full of remorse, he really never cared about their mother and son.
"Bei Mingli said that she hates you and doesn't want you to give her a funeral, find a quiet place to bury her, as for the child, because of premature birth, if you don't want the prince's mansion to be infected with ferocity, you should bury her earlier."
The Northern Dance said indifferently and left.
She used the anti-fate trick on the child, temporarily locking his life breath, but she must solve him tonight, otherwise he will die.
Di Chenfei looked depressed, and then walked towards the room, his body stiffened when he saw the bloody scene on the bed.
He slowly stepped forward and looked at the child, his little face was wrinkled, he reached out, there was no breath.
Di Chenfei couldn't control his body and stepped back, his face was particularly ugly.
Immediately, he walked outside with a sad face.
"Wuwu, I've got you back."
Hua Yueye handed the child in her arms to the Northern Dance.
In the middle of the night, he went to dig a grave Just for this wrinkled kid.
Beiming Dance quickly took it and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Sister Hua, you hurry up and rest." ” "Okay, it's dirty, I'm going to take a shower."
Hua Yue ran quickly outside in a hurry, and he couldn't stand the dirtiness on his body the most.
Bei Mingwu took the child to the Qiankun space, and then took out a silver needle and stabbed it at the child's person.
"Wow" The child cried violently.
Listening to his crisp cry, Bei Mingwu breathed a sigh of relief, and then took it to the spiritual spring to clean up and change him into the child's clothes she asked Shui Bi to buy quietly.
Bei Ming Wu checked its body again, its body was very weak, and Xin Hao had no other diseases.
"Little girl, follow my aunt in the future."
Bei Mingwu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the child's smooth skin, and said gently. t1706231537: