"I have a three-month term for my slave. If I don't violate it on the solstice, I will cut Song Yuchuo's finger off every five days!" Biru said, holding Wang Ren's hand. "What are you doing?" Wang Ren asked. "Song Yuchuo wants to

Go see a doctor and see how you can cure it?" Biru said with a smile. "Okay! Biru didn't shed tears, and didn't even show any excitement. She said: "Master is kind to slaves, slaves.

Since I was with my empress at a loss, I had already secretly reduced the dosage of medicine by half, but I didn’t expect that I was still on it!"

"Let's put it this way, thank God. Why should Xie Ge take the medicine even though he knew he was pregnant?"

Biru quietly looked at Song Yuchuo, as calm as a frozen lake in winter, and said: "I learned that my master is pregnant. I didn't dare to act rashly there. I ordered my slaves to sit back and do nothing, destroying the evidence, for fear that the imperial doctor would notice."

“Where is your sister? Can Yibi keep her alive?

Biru looked at Song Yuchuo and said calmly: "After my master had the abortion, I sent my sister back to the Clothing Bureau. My sister is mute and talkative."

Using Song Yuchuo's miscarriage in exchange for her sister's peace, Song Yuchuo chuckled unconsciously. He gradually became dependent on Biru and treated Biru as a close person. Song Yuchuo thought that Biru should also treat Song Yuchuo as a lover.

, and Song Yuchuo thinks too highly of himself. At critical moments, flesh and blood relatives are always the most important.

Biru slowly kowtowed and said, "This slave can't stand up to the master. Even if he kills his slave, he will never blame others."

"Why do you want to lose face? Can you exchange your life for Song Yuchuo'er? This is the request of a woman to her husband in "A Pinus of Plum Blossoms", and it is also her attitude when she raised this question to her husband for the last time. In her opinion, her life is

Being deprived like this, Song Yuchuo stared blankly at the bird jumping around in the eaves, with a mocking smile on his lips: "If Song Yuchuo were you, as a dear sister, this would probably be the case for you!

At least give Song Yuchuo a way out! Song Yuchuo should thank you!"

Biru knocked again and said: "If the master's resentment cannot be eliminated, he can tell Song Yingche the truth and let the slaves do evil."

"Where is the evidence?" "Evidence!" "Evidence!" Song Yuchuo scolded Biru in his heart. "Where is the evidence!" "Evidence?" "Evidence!" Song Yuchuo cast an absurd glance at Biru, who was lying on his feet:

"Don't forget, you are only a close relative of Song Yuchuo. If you cut off several percent of your credibility in front of Song Yingche, and add in the groundless slander, you are not helping Song Yuchuo, but harming others and yourself.

Although Song Yuchuo thought he was trapped, he still understands this point. Could it be that it was Yi Bin who taught you how to defeat Song Yuchuo in one fell swoop?"

Biru avoided Song Yuchuo's questioning and lowered her head: "I will tell you everything you need to say. Believe it or not, it all depends on the master. The slave's life is up to the master."

Her expression was dull, and she didn't seem to have any regrets. Song Yuchuo bent down, grabbed Biru's face, held a fan and an ear scraper and said: "Remember, this is a fight for drinking green. You should marry her. Hide the copper box in

Put it in her closet!"

"Your Majesty, how many remaining herbs did you find? Your Majesty is really wise," Biru said with a slight smile as her face showed the red marks on her five fingers: "I thank you for your teachings."

Her smile was like a red lotus on fire. Song Yuchuo slapped her harder and said, "This is just for Song Yuchuo alone. It's all in vain to believe in you!"

Biru's face reflected the palm prints symmetrically, and the smile in her pupils was so full that it almost overflowed, and she said, "My queen, you did a good job."

Song Yuchuo tried his best to slap her again and said: "That's for Song Yuchuo's unborn child. She has no enmity with you, it's just that you...you took her life away for nothing!"

The tears couldn't stop pouring out. Song Yuchuo's daughter had not seen Song Yuchuo for three years. When Song Yuchuo came out of the hospital that day, she was still sitting in a wheelchair. Song Yuchuo held her in his arms and gently

Patting her on the shoulder, she cried so sadly that her words were so choked up that it was almost impossible to form a sentence.

The bright red blood overflowed from the corners of Biru's mouth and dripped into her hands, just like the sound of water leaks in Zhenguan Palace. "Why are you crying?" "Because you want to take that child away!" Biru said in a trembling voice:

"Song Yuchuo wants to take that child away!" "Why?" She still smiled quietly, the smile in her eyes was gushing out, but it was too strong to dissolve the desolation, and said: "For the sake of that child, it is not too much for the empress to kill the slave."

"

Biru knew that she could not escape. She was almost decadent and wanted to offend Song Yuchuo. Song Yuchuo felt so sorry for her that he almost fainted. He raised his hands high, but was unable to save her. He said to her: "For your sister, you

Is there no other way? Or were you prepared to put down your own life in exchange for your sister's life? You regard her as the most important thing in the world, how could she not do the same? Instead, you despise life and death, do you think

This can save her, and concubine Yi will spare her life because she is a mute!"

Song Yuchuo interrupted the following words with tears in her eyes. Biru looked at Song Yuchuo blankly for a while, with blood condensing on the corners of her mouth. Suddenly she held Song Yuchuo's hand tightly, shedding tears in loneliness and murmuring: "No way, no.

Yes!" Her words made Song Yuchuo feel a great despair and sadness. "You are Song Yuchuo's favorite fish!" Song Yuchuo patted her shoulder gently. Biru raised her head and held Song Yuchuo's hand tightly.

She repeated her hand several times, and then she threw herself into Song Yuchuo's arms and burst into tears, saying: "I must kill her, I must kill her. Everything that catches the fish will die!"

She cried loudly, and Song Yuchuo's heart ached. At first, Song Yuchuo even wanted her not to be exposed by Song Yuchuo so easily. Unfortunately, facts are always fragile. "Sister Biru, why are you doing this?

Song Yuchuo and we are good friends!" Song Yuchuo's voice was a little trembling, "Song Yuchuo is a good girl just like you. Song Yuchuo hugged Biru with his back and shed tears slowly. Song Yuchuo looked so much like her, they all looked like a vulnerable person.

But someone who cannot be protected.

Her hands were tenderly attached to her belly, which was as flat as ever. She had been pregnant with life, and had been with Song Yuchuo for half a year. She was pregnant for ten months, and only needed four more months to lay the baby safely in her arms. However, Song Yuchuo finally lost her.

it.

In order not to continue to lose more everything, Song Yuchuo had to protect himself enough, otherwise no matter how much God gave Song Yuchuo, he would only lose.

Concubine Yi used her sisterly love to force Biru to take away the child from Song Yuchuo's belly by mistake, and then made her suffer the pain of being separated from her flesh and blood.


Chapter completed!