When Zhao Wanxi mentioned the child, she clearly saw a light across Yelv jiaoru's eyes.

Yelv Jiao's empty eyes gradually became more angry. She held Zhao Wanxi's hand tightly: "please help me, and my baby."

This is the only child she and Leng Siyan have. She must keep this blood for the man. Just now, in the dungeon, although she couldn't say a few more words to the man in the pool of blood, she will never forget the moment when Leng Siyan looked at her abdomen and the light of hope at the bottom of her eyes.

The dying man's only wish before dying is to save her and her baby. Yelv jiaoru loves him deeply. She knows that this is the only thing she can do for him.

"I Go back and ask for Nanlin emperor! "

Zhao Wanxi herself is not sure. According to the abnormal reaction of Leng junao during the day, the odds of success are not great.

Yelv jiaoru held her arm tightly, shaking her head: "no! Nanlin emperor hates to think deeply, he won't agree, ask the girl must help me, find a way to help me escape from here. There are many secret roads in the palace. I can hide them for a while. As long as I wait for Nanlin to withdraw, my child and I will be safe. "

The implication is that as long as you can escape from the Chaifang, Yelv jiaoru will be saved!

Zhao Wanxi pursed her lower lip tightly, thinking deeply. In fact, in the dungeon, she also found out the old grudge between Leng Siyan and Leng junao. She didn't sympathize with Leng Siyan's miserable situation, because he was responsible for all this!

However, from a woman's point of view, she sympathized with Yelv jiaoru and was pregnant with her son.

Women and children are innocent, should not become cathartic!

"Good! I promise you... "

Zhao Wanxi is careful to make this decision. It's hard for her. It takes courage!

She knows what she is going to face and bear. Leng junao will never let her go easily!

"You finish these first, I'll To deal with the people out there. "

Zhao Wanxi's voice was very low. When she came in just now, she had a clear picture of the situation of the back hall. There were eight guards on the front, right and left. Although the people were scattered, it was not difficult to solve it.

Yelv jiaoru immediately straightened herself up, then nodded her head again and again. She obediently listened to Zhao Wanxi's words, picked up cakes and water, and began to eat and drink.

One day, the dripping water didn't come in. In fact, she was starving herself. Now that she had made up her mind to give birth to the baby, she naturally wanted to take good care of her health.

Zhao Wanxi opened the door of the firewood room and went out. She swept around the back hall. The guards seemed to be slack. Eight rough men looked at a weak woman without any pressure.

"All of you come here. The emperor has a metaphor..."

It's not easy to start when people are too scattered. Zhao Wanxi can only pass the imperial edict falsely. As long as she moves out Leng junao's name, everything will work well.

Several guards did not dare to neglect. They gathered together in a hurry. Without delay, Zhao Wanxi put her hand into her sleeve: "the emperor said that you guards have made great contributions. These are for you..."

Smell speech, the guards are all happy, how also did not expect good luck so soon!

No one can easily get the emperor's reward!