[No, I accidentally deleted a paragraph when copying, and the number of harmful words is not enough.] Wait for me for five or six minutes, and I'll rewrite it and replace it. 】

King An looked at the sleeping face of the woman in front of him like this. The face was calm and gentle, and his breathing was steady, a world away from the hideous face that had been arguing with him several times before.

Her hands already have signs of aging, even if they have been maintained, they can't withstand the footprints left on her body by the years.

He suddenly realized that this woman had been with her for countless years.

He used to spoil her and love her. She also obeyed him and drew near to him.

She gave birth to a son and a daughter for him, allowing him to enjoy the joy of being a father. She is his pillow person, even if she is only a concubine in name, for him, he is the only woman she has engraved in her vitality.

But now looking at this calm face, he saw a strangeness.

Strange to her vexatious trouble, unfamiliar with her poisonous scorpion heart, strange began to remember the love words she had said countless times, countless love things she had experienced, and the strange almost couldn't see her face clearly, and couldn't guess her heart.

Is this the woman he has liked for so many years? Did he really get to know this person all these years?

King An held Li Suqing's hand tightly. His strength was so great that it almost crumpled her hand into the palm of his hand, merging with her flesh. He wanted to feel her sincerity, wanted to see her truth, but he was afraid of the cruelty that might be hidden behind it.

He put down her hand, reached out and touched her face, his voice was hoarse, even with bitterness and slight anger, and said: "You sue me, you don't need a name to like me, as long as I am good to you, you will be satisfied." You tell me that Jian An is your sister, if you postpone the marriage with her. Not only will it make her lose face and anger her father, but it will only hurt both sides. ”

"That's why I believe you and marry Jian An. I feel guilty about you, and I always have a bit of a partiality. Seeing that you are always wronged in front of her, I feel the same way, and I am even more cruel to her. ”

"You said she was having an affair with a foreign man, and you took me to see her meet her lover with my own eyes. I was even more angry with her, although I was angry, but I was also relieved, only to say that this marriage was a mistake, and the partiality and you have a legitimate reason. ”

"You say that there is a strange thing about her pregnancy, that the flesh and blood in her womb are conceived with an adulterer, and that I have a blood test, and the blood is incompatible, and I am angry and angry, and I don't care whether she lives or dies. I watched you bully her, frame her, and murder her, just because you were angry with me, so I closed my eyes and smiled......"

Wang An's hand that gently stroked Li Suqing slowly moved down, moved to Li Suqing's neck, and then used hard force, as if to vent and said ruthlessly: "But now you say that this qiē is just your calculation?" Jian An has always been loyal to his heart and has never trespassed, and Xici is also my biological son who keeps my blood and bones? So why did I have a murderous intention all along? I watched her go crazy and die, but I was secretly relieved in my heart, why? Why did I personally order the killing of my own son again and again? ”

Li Suqing's expression was always calm, and she didn't feel pain at the moment. I don't feel suffocated, but I die.

The hand around his neck suddenly loosened, and King An seemed to be old for countless years, sitting on the edge of the cold and hard bed. His expression was full of confusion, and he said to himself: "I thought he was the evil seed of Jian An and his life, but he wanted to take the name of my eldest son and become the son of the world, but he wanted my own son to be condescended to be a concubine and be inferior for life." but he cares about the words of the outside world. Gu Nian stated that he was unwilling to be openly expelled, so he had to secretly kill him, trying to kill him, and give Qian'er a legitimate title as the son of the world. But it turns out that over the years, the one I want to kill is my own son who keeps my blood and bones! ”

"Li Suqing, Li Suqing, how vicious you are, calculating that I get along with my biological son under the same roof but have no solution, you want me to become the culprit who killed his biological mother, and you want me to become a vicious father who wants to kill him several times. But you sit on the side of the mountain and watch the tiger, watching me and my parents fight and lose both, and you fisherman wins! ”

An Wang's eyes were a little hollow, and various pictures flashed in his mind. Those images are memories that once happened, in which a stubborn woman who refused to admit defeat was humiliated by him on her wedding night, just because his beloved woman took him to see the concubine who had not yet passed through the door to meet other men. In the picture, the woman is dressed in white and plain, but she has a majesty like light, and the more inviolable she is, the more he is secretly idle, just because such a dazzling woman, although she is his wife, she has different dreams in the same bed and has fun with other men. In the picture, the woman's eyes are resentful, and finally calm without the slightest wave, she has no thoughts about him, just wants to keep her child to live a stable life, but he mistakenly thinks that she takes care of the evil seeds born by other men, so the more she is wronged for this child, the more angry he is in his heart, and there is only an impulse to ruin Miè, but he never refuses to listen to her compromise and stubbornness.

In that image, a newborn baby is held in his arms, but he cannot feel happy as a father. He resisted the urge to throw him to the ground and die of him, and with the last trace of anticipation, he slashed the blade through the fingers of the two of them, seeing that the blood in the bowl was incompatible with each other, and he only had killing intent left in his heart.

Although he didn't like the woman, it was his first child. Even if the woman has an affair with someone else, as long as the child is his, he can go to the mother and keep the child, and give the child a stable and peaceful life.

But reality gave him a cruel blow. The baby in his arms, who is as weak as a cocoon, is a sinister seed!

In the picture, a little boy grows up, can run and jump, and the innocence in his smile seems to melt countless hardest ice and snow. He smiled and called his father, but he looked at him coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he was so frightened that he hid behind his mother.

Every time he wanted to get close to him, with longing in his eyes, despite fear, he still opened his arms step by step to want him to hug him, but he pushed him away, and watched him fall to the ground, grazing his knee and forehead, but he did nothing. Seeing that he stood up without crying or making trouble, and smiled in front of him for fear that he would hate him, he felt that the stinging pain in his heart and the humiliation gnawed at his dignity together, making him even more disgusted with him.

He didn't give him any paternal love because he was convinced that it wasn't his child. He favored Xigan and took all the best from her and handed it over to his own son.

He was glad at this, and felt relieved, so he vented his anger on the child more and more.

He knew that Jian An was almost killed during childbirth, but he didn't say it, he just hoped that this cheap woman would die with the evil seed in her belly, but she survived by luck. gave birth to this child safely.

When Li Suqing found fault, he didn't care about the merits, no matter who was right or wrong, he stubbornly pinned a mistake on Jian An and this child's head. Clear conscience.

When he was framed by Li Suqing, he knew that the truth of the matter was suspicious, but he never investigated, only listened to Li Suqing's words, and placed the sinner's hat on the heads of the mother and son.

When he was deducted from the monthly silver and lived in hardship. He still watched, and added a fire, refusing to allocate a few maids to their mother and son to serve.

When the murdered madness poisoned the bone marrow, there was a kind of relief in his heart, this who humiliated him and humiliated his dignity, was finally going to die.

Finally, the woman died, leaving a young child alone in the deserted yard.

He was young. But he has already seen through the world, withdrawn, indifferent, does not like to talk, and has long lost the original innocence and desire in his eyes.

He will no longer have the luxury of expecting the embrace and praise of the person who should be called his father, will no longer smile with his teeth that are obviously painful in front of him, will no longer yearn for the identity and status that belongs to his sister-in-law, and will never have a trace of extravagant hope for his care.

He looked at the gloom in Li Suqing's eyes when he saw the child, and let her poison his meals again and again. Seeing that the young child would still be eager for him to avenge him from the beginning, in the end, there was only empty silence in his eyes.

watched this child grow up and grow into a heroic man, watching him look more and more similar to Jian An, but there was no trace of him at the eyebrows. He felt that his dignity had been trampled on at all.

Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

Kill him and you will wash away the shame! Kill him and you will regain your dignity! After killing him, no one will know that he is a criminal seed, no one will know that he is a dignified prince who was cuckolded and made a bastard, and he will not know all his grievances that he does not want to be an outsider, and he can also return his own son to an upright son-in-law. Give the woman you like an upright wife.

With only such radical paranoia left in his head, he began to want this life all the time.

Every time he saw him return to the palace covered with injuries, he would only regret why this evil seed was so fateful. Every time he saw his indifferent eyes like a stranger, he felt infinitely irritable in his heart.

He was always complicated with this child.

He watched the birth of this child on the premise of knowing that his mother was having an affair with someone else, and it was also with apprehension, anticipation and entanglement that he slashed the child's finger. Just to confirm whose blood and bones are flowing in his body.

The uneasiness when the blood dripped into the bowl and the anger when the blood was incompatible all turned into resentment and murderous intent under a conspiracy.

And this resentment and murderous intent brought painful memories to that woman and that child that will never be erased for a lifetime.

He's his own child! What flowed in his body was his Ye Shilin's blood!

He was his first child, his sister-in-law, but he lost his qualifications to be a father because of a woman's machination.

He suddenly began to hate himself. Why did you believe that side of the story? Although she saw Jian An meeting with other men, talking and laughing, the sincerity in the smile was the only one he had seen in his life, but he didn't see the two of her doing things with his own eyes, and he didn't catch Jian in bed in person, why did he arbitrarily conclude her betrayal?

Just because he doesn't like her enough? Just because his favorite woman said something like that and took her to see that picture?

He was annoyed, he was remorseful. Why didn't you do everything yourself when you first took a blood test? If every qiē is a conspiracy, only someone has done something in the water of dripping blood and recognizing relatives.

If he had broken the bowl and poured the water himself, would it have been completely different?

Without these fatal mistakes, his own son would not have lived such an undignified life in his own home, and would not have forced himself to be strong in the midst of repeated murders.

He should grow up under his protection, as a veritable concubine of King An's mansion, and enjoy a qiē belonging to the royal family as the real prince of King An. Talk happily with other wealthy families, discuss poetry with talented and beautiful women, talk about wine with princesses and princesses, and discuss plans with courtiers. Instead of spending half of his life on avoiding the persecution of a concubine and the pursuit of his father, he was worried about sleeping and eating every day.

King An's mind was in chaos, and all kinds of mixed feelings in his heart were mixed together, and he didn't know whether to be sad or cry for a while.

He calmly looked at Li Suqing, who was motionless on the bed, and couldn't see anger, but the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing.

"If you have deceived me, why not the end? Treat this hypocrisy as if it were true, and hide it from me for the rest of my life until I die. Why not bring the truth into the coffin and make it a secret that will never be known, as if it never existed? ”

"Now, what's the point of bringing the truth out of the picture? Leave a way back for your children? In order to let Xici and laughter let them live? Do you think that the king still has the right to make demands on them? King An felt bitter in his heart, and his mouth was a little astringent. He is not a fool without a heart and lungs, how can he not know, the mechanism is calculated, the evil deeds are done, and the calculation has the same blood in his body, what capital can he have to ask him for forgiveness?

The hatred of killing one's mother, the hatred of seeking one's life.

The feeling of being persecuted again and again by his own father made him feel terrible when he thought about it at the moment. Not to mention asking him to forgive the son born to a slut who killed her mother? ――

(To be continued.) )