Chapter 542: The death of Princess Xianyan
Chapter 542 Death of Princess Xianyan
If she says who she most wants to share the good news with, it must be Wu Chao.
And he just happened to be here.
She has walked quickly towards him.
Wu Chao, who heard this voice, was slightly startled, and he also quickened his pace.
Under the moon, the girl was holding Xin's hand while holding her skirt, and trotting towards him, she seemed to be soaked in the pair of pear vortices by the snow cheeks.
Wu Chao didn't know what she was doing and was so happy and even jumped for joy, but seeing her like this, he couldn't help but smile.
At this time, as far as he can see, he feels like all the beautiful and splendid things in the world are coming towards him.
Until the girl came to him, she stretched out her hands and hugged him.
"Wu Chao, my grandfather will be back soon after he is okay!" Xu Mingyi's voice was full of undisguised joy.
Sharing joy with the people you like is a very joyful thing.
"That's good." Wu Zhao was held by her, and a startled smile appeared late. No wonder she was so happy. It turned out that Guo Gong had turned the danger to a breeze.
The news also made him feel happy from the heart, and his happiness is twofold, one is because of the news itself, and the other is because the news is of great significance to her.
And now he is thinking...
Should he also hug her back?
Feeling the joy and fortune of the girl in his arms, the boy slowly stretched out his slender, white hands.
When those hands were about to touch the clothes that were tainted with the fragrance of rose, she felt that the girl suddenly let go of him, and wanted to show him the letter in her hand: "Look, this is a letter written by Ming Shi."
She unfolded the letter paper and handed it to him, and Wu Chao had to take it silently—he had lived for nearly nineteen years, and he rarely felt like he was disappointed.
Although she let go of him, the two were still very close to each other. Perceiving her increasingly unsuspecting closeness, Wu Chao raised his lips unconsciously.
Rather, he was reading the letter. He knew every word in the letter, but he couldn’t understand what was written and what it meant—is there something wrong with his brother-in-law’s wording?
Seeing him smiling while reading the letter, Xu Mingyi also stood beside him with a smile, until he looked away from the letter paper to look at her, and the two of them smiled again.
"This time grandfather can escape the danger smoothly, thank you very much." Xu Mingyi smiled at him and said.
The young man's slender and nice fingers folded the letter paper and stuffed it back into the envelope. He said warmly with a faint smile: "It's a matter of division."
Where is his own business?
Xu Mingyi had gratitude in her heart, but she didn't say any more. She clearly remembered his goodness.
"By the way, why did you come here at such an hour?" Xu Mingyi took the envelope and asked casually.
"Some follow-up things today need to be cleaned up in time."
His aunt arranges things in the palace, and needs him to do things outside the palace.
While speaking, the boy looked in the direction of the back hall: "Is the person visible?"
"I have seen it, it should have just been eaten at this time, are you going to meet?"
Wu Zhao nodded and took her hand.
Xu Mingyi was slightly startled-does this mean she wants her to go with her?
She did not take her hand back, and did not say much, instead she held his hand, and the two went back to the hall together.
Looking at the two walking by arm in arm, Xiao Qi Shouming and others tried their best to be calm enough.
In the dark room, Joe Bing was leaning against the head of the bed, closing his eyes and resting. He was hugging a thin lake-blue quilt in front of him. Seeing the two of them coming in, he sat up straight and raised his hand to salute.
Wu Chao raised his hand in return and said straight to the door: "This adventure saves you from the palace. It is because you have inquiries about old things. And I once promised to Linglang that he only asked for the truth and who the mastermind, and would never involve other people, so I hope you must tell the truth—"
Qiao Bing couldn’t guess the identity of this extraordinary young man, but he didn’t ask too much. Anyway, it seems that at least the grandson of Zhen Guo Gong has started, so he just nodded and said: "My son, please tell me..."
Wu Chao looked at him and asked: "Princess Xianyan died prematurely back then-is there any other internal information behind this matter?"
Hearing this question, Joe Bing did not have any surprises.
Naturally know the evil things that you have done yourself. How can people who have a guilty heart day and night be surprised?
I don’t know if I dared to look directly at the boy’s eyes, he lowered his eyes and slowly closed his eyes, and said dumbly: "Yes...I was ordered by the emperor to take care of the pregnant Princess Xianyan... and then I was indeed the princess. She made hands and feet in her medicated diet, which caused her to give birth prematurely, and her mother and her son died..."
That is two lives...
Hearing this answer, the boy straightened his thin lips slightly.
He has never had a chance to meet his real mother—
But since knowing his identity, he had seen the figure several times in his dreams. Although it was vague, he had never seen the appearance clearly, and she had never spoken, so she stood quietly. In the vast clouds, but he knew clearly that it was his mother.
That's the wonderful feeling between blood relatives.
Now he listened to his mother's murder, although only a few words and straightforward narration, he still made him feel a dull pain in his heart, as if he was in it.
No, he has indeed been in it—
He had personally witnessed everything that his mother suffered, but he didn’t leave a memory.
Xu Mingyi grasped his fingers again with the cover of his sleeves.
"Who was instigated by it?" There was almost no suspense about the question Wu Chao asked at this time.
"..." Qiao Bing recalled with difficulty: "At that time, the first emperor died, the new emperor took the throne, the Yan king was out in battle, and his life is unknown... The new emperor threatened me with the lives of my wife and children and forced me to do this secretly. thing…"
He knew that the next half sentence was even redundant.
Because no matter what the difficulties are, he cannot alleviate his sin.
He was too young at the time, even young and energetic, and because of something unexpected, he thought he had no choice...
The young man at that time didn’t know that there were some things in this world that he couldn’t do anyway. Once he did it, he couldn’t get rid of the condemnation of his conscience until he died.
His eye sockets flushed, he looked at the empty lower body, and said: "Over the years, I have often thought that all of this may be my due retribution, and the reincarnation of heaven is just like this..."
"No, what you owe is Princess Xianyan's mother and son, not the emperor. Even if there is retribution, it should not be brought down by him. What qualifications does he have to represent the way of heaven?" Xu Mingyi looked at him and said: "You It is an indisputable fact to owe a life to Prince Yan's Mansion, but the emperor is the initiator, and he also owes you justice—"
In short, the dog emperor is the one who deserves the most retribution.
And the debt that Joe Bing owed will not be wiped out because of the torture he has suffered over the years—this torture is not given by the victim.
Thank you Lu Qinghan and Jiyu for your rewards, thank you everyone for your monthly pass.
Goodnight, everyone.
(End of this chapter)