Chapter 575

Now take out the silver needle from the sleeve bag, and then open the baby's quilt.

The concubine growled nervously: "my son has been killed. Do you still want him to be restless after his death?"

She nervously wants to take Nangong yueluo's baby.

Nangong moon falls to fly past one eye knife son, be fond of cold Mou Guang, frighten her heart son one shiver.

"The child is not dead, and there is a weak heartbeat. As for who wants to kill the child, it will be known soon." In a cold voice, the little concubine, who was so frightened that she was lying in the arms of Mr. Fan, turned pale and grasped Mr. Fan's arms with both hands.

"You... You say my son is not dead?" That kind of excitement and tension fell in the eyes of outsiders, thought it was her joy, but Nangong yueluo was sharp to see through the shock and fear in her heart.

The baby is too young to be resuscitated, but she can still live with a silver needle.

She played with the silver needle in her hand. A quarter of an hour later, the baby's loud cry rang out.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who.

Look at this child again. It's carved in powder and jade. It's so charming.

At present, all the fans present looked at each other.

The fan family also invited a doctor and a doctor. They all concluded that the child was dead. Unexpectedly, the silver needle on the woman's hand was pricked so casually for more than a quarter of an hour, and the child came to life.

The room was filled with the loud cry of the baby.

"Ling'er, come on, take the baby and feed it. Look how hungry the baby is." The eldest son of the fan family urged my concubine.

The concubine was reminded that she was smart all over and wanted to hold her hand. Nangong yueluo came with a knife again.

"Miss Ben has not revealed who the murderer is." At the moment, Nangong yueluo opens a small tool bag for her.

Especially when it comes to the murderer, Nangong yueluo specially looks at the concubine. Her four eyes touch each other, which makes the concubine tremble.

Sure enough, the child's death was related to the mother.

It's not that I've seen my own mother kill her own child in order to win favor.

No need to think deeply, Nangong yueluo also knows that the child died of power struggle.

In order to fight for the position of his wife, he framed Shangguan yu'er with his children.

In ancient times, these people were simply inhuman.

Nangong slobber and pick up the child carefully. It somehow stopped crying when the child was picked up by the Nangong moon. She was tearful and tears, and she was spitting bubbles at Nangong's moon.

From time to time with a small mouth, look at his lovely strength, hard hearted people will be soft into a pool of water.

This woman is even harder than iron and stone. I don't know how she can do it.

Nangong month falls one hand to hold the child, one hand inspection, the child abnormal clever quiet.

The child was spitting, spitting, with wadding in his mouth.

Nangong yueluo then used tweezers to pull the cotton wool out of the child's mouth.

Beautiful eyes but sharp as a knife, straight down on the concubine.

When she saw the cotton wool that the child spat out, the concubine forced herself to be calm, then frowned and asked, "what's this? How could it come out of my mouth? "

Although the mouth says so, can beautiful Mou see to go up official rain son, the implication is obvious, this is the evidence that go up official rain son kill her son.

Nangong yueluo doesn't testify. She immediately reaches out her index finger to touch the child and tease him. The child reaches out and grabs Nangong yueluo's index finger.

Nangong yueluo found cotton wadding from the child's hands again.

The eldest son of the fan family immediately understood, looked up at Shangguan yu'er and said coldly, "you are indeed the one who wants to suffocate my son with the quilt."