Qingning looks at the woman who is thin and can't hold up the princess's dress. Even at ordinary times, she will wear this dress which represents her identity. She wants to rely on the clothes to comfort her growing uneasiness. This dress is custom-made by the imperial court. It's only for festival occasions. It's not suitable for home. It's hard for her.

Chen Lin put chicken soup on the table, tears streaming down: "Ning'er, don't blame me, mother imperial concubine also has no way. Do you want your father to be ridiculed? "

At present, the empress is an advantage for Luo Xiao to continue to develop his strength, because the emperor, including the courtiers, can let Luo Xiao be powerful. In their eyes, no matter how powerful it is, everything is futile without successors.

Qingning vaguely guesses Luo Xiao's ambition. He won't have no future, but it's not the time yet. When no one can stop him, she will have a younger brother, but it won't come from Chen Lin's stomach. There is a legitimate son with the blood of another princess, who can't get on that position.

"The father will have a son."

"Yes, he will have a son. He is so good. There are countless women who love him and are willing to have a son for him. But he's mine, and I won't allow him! " Chen Lin desolate smile, sigh his destiny.

Qingning irritable interrupted Chen Lin's madness: "what do you want to have a son and want my life to have?"

"It matters." ChenLin wants to hold Qingning's hand, but Qingning dodges it flexibly. She doesn't succeed and sits on the ground all of a sudden: "my mother's concubine finally invited a famous master. He divined for me, saying that the reason why I have no future is that your life is too hard to block the children behind."

Is her life too hard? This Qingning admitted, otherwise how can you pass through when you die: "so you want to kill me."

"Ning'er, you listen to the mother's concubine. The mother's concubine dreams about your brother. He says it's today. As long as you die today, he can go back to the mother's concubine again. Do you understand?"

"I see. Is that what the master calculated? "

Chen Lin thought there was hope, nodded: "yes, the master said, only poison can work, other methods can't. Ning'er, please. "

Only poisoned, Qingning eyes flash, why only poisoned?

"Mother asked me? Please dry this bowl of poisonous chicken soup? " Qingning walks slowly to the chicken soup full of poison, and looks at ChenLin with sarcasm.

And Chen Lin, eyes bright amazing, she just looked at, with eyes begging.

Qingning smashed the bowl to the ground: "what if I don't drink it?"

Chen Lin seems to suddenly come to strength, she angrily accused Qingning: "your life is I give you, let you be his daughter for seven years, by his favor has been your blessing, you don't want to be satisfied."

"I'm just not satisfied. It's only seven years. He will spoil me all his life, but you will only disgust him." Qingning is really angry, deliberately stimulate Chen Lin, how can there be such a vicious mother, believe what deceptive master's words, harm his daughter's life.

It's unheard of! Don't mothers always devote themselves to their children and love Yu's life?

"How dare you not! You give your brother back his life Chen Lin was trembling: "come on, hold her down, don't have to make soup, just give me the medicine!"