"But......" King An's expression was always tense. He had long realized that Fang Xiaoyu was a difficult bone to gnaw, and it might be more difficult to persuade her than to persuade Ye Xici in person, but he didn't expect that this bone was too difficult to gnaw, and he didn't even give him a chance to ease up.

Fang Xiaoyu seemed to be very disgusted with King An's opening, especially since he opened this mouth for another person, completely ignoring the injustice and cruelty suffered by Jian An and Ye Xici in this lie over the years, and now treating Ye Xiqian with another standard, which made her feel worthless for Ye Xici.

Therefore, Fang Xiaoyu was a little angry.

King An's words didn't have a chance to finish at all, he saw Fang Xiaoyu suddenly wave his hand to his side, even though he was standing opposite Fang Xiaoyu, he still felt that Fang Xiaoyu waved his hand and there seemed to be a powerful air flow erupting from the palm of his hand, and then there was a loud sound. This sound was enough to make people's ears buzz and hurt, but in the blink of an eye, Fang Xiaoyu's palm was facing an ancient tree that was already some years old, about the thickness of an adult man's arms, the bark was a little cracked, but it was difficult to hide the vitality on the branches.

At this time, the tree was well rooted in the earth, and the loud noise just now made people scratch their heads. However, King An felt a biting chill on Fang Xiaoyu's body at that moment.

King An could not deny that he was startled by the sound that was like a firecracker in the New Year, but nothing happened after that, which made his mind confused for a moment. What I was going to say was naturally held back.

"If my father wants to intercede for Ye Xiqian, there is no need. Anyway, you said it, I don't like to listen to it, I always have to forget it, why waste your father's tongue? Fang Xiaoyu did not give King An a little face in Ye Xiqian's matter. Ye Xiqian's ending was set by her from the beginning. How it will end, the decision is actually in the hands of Ye Shilan. Although Ye Shilan is just her doll.

"But......" At this time, Fang Xiaoyu's tone changed suddenly, and a few dangerous smiles flashed in his eyes, and said, "If my father wants to get Xici's forgiveness......

Fang Xiaoyu's words paused suddenly, and he grabbed King An's heart fiercely, making him look forward to it. But I was so nervous that I almost stopped my heartbeat.

His pupils suddenly froze, and he quietly wanted to hear Fang Xiao's condition. But the curvature of the corners of Fang Xiaoyu's mouth was like a demon that chose people to devour, which made him feel uneasy.

"Kill Li Suqing." Fang Xiaoyu's voice was as calm as a gurgling stream, without a trace of waves. It sounds like a steady stream of water, but there are waves brewing inside that are enough to destroy a person.

Beneath the calm tone is a chilling murderous machine.

She said, "By my father's own hands...... Killed Li Suqing. ”

King An's heartbeat suddenly paused for two breaths at that moment, and his head exploded, a little blank.

He is a royal family and was born in a harem full of killings since he was a child. Living with his mother, he dodged all kinds of framing and killing methods of other concubines, and gradually grew up.

His mother was not a smart person, she was spoiled and arrogant, and she set up many enemies, which was almost fatal in the harem.

So, since he was a child, he learned how to survive in the harem. How to escape the persecution of others, and how to persecute others unknowingly.

None of the people who grew up in the palace had clean hands. Whether it's a slave or a master. More or less, both hands were stained with blood. Whether it is active framing or passive defense, they are born under such a cage, and they have to abide by the rules in the cage.

So, he wasn't afraid of killing. There is no such compassion for the world, and there is always mercy for the world.

He is not God. Not even the emperor.

Therefore, there is no need to shoulder the stability of the country, no need to shoulder the hardships of the people, no need to work hard for the country and the people.

He is just an idle prince, and it is enough to live a drunken life and dream of death as he wants.

It's too easy to kill someone. What's more, Li Suqing is just a concubine, and a concubine who did something wrong and fooled him.

If it is to save the heart of his own son, it is not difficult to kill a concubine.

But he could see Fang Xiaoyu's viciousness from it.

This is not a matter of killing a concubine at all, Fang Xiaoyu is forcing him to make a choice.

Kill Li Suqing. It is bound to make a complete break with Ye Shilan. His father killed his mother, and he didn't have to think about what it meant to a woman who was usually under her wings.

What's more, he likes Li Suqing. Although he is now more disgusted and hated for Li Suqing in his heart, it is undeniable that he once loved her so deeply. That's why he insisted on taking her as a concubine. insisted on making her a side concubine, insisting that no other woman had been in the eyes of him for so many years, even after Jian An's death, the imperial brother ordered that he was not allowed to straighten Li Suqing, but he still insisted on not letting another woman become a concubine and pressing on her head.

Now that she has Su Hongsu, she feels that Li Suqing has changed and doesn't like it so much, but because she liked it like that before, even if Li Suqing broke up unhappily recently, he still didn't do anything to her and knocked her into the dust.

Just because there is still a trace of nostalgia in my heart. It's just because I still have those good memories in my mind.

But Fang Xiaoyu was forcing him to do it. She is forcing him to kill the woman he once loved with her own hands, and she is also forcing him and her children to turn against each other.

She wanted him to taste the loneliness of Jian An, and wanted him to experience the pain that Ye Xici had experienced, which made the heavens and the earth ineffective.

She didn't dodge, she just told him nakedly, if you want to get a chance for a son to forgive you, you have to give up the beauty of other people's respect for you, put yourself in hell, and really feel the heartache of the yin wind.

Because that is what he owes Xici, he must first pay off the accumulated blood debt before he can have the opportunity to enjoy his son's forgiveness.

He suddenly remembered what Fang Xiaoyu had just said. She said, "Father, guess what, which is the next turn to pay off the debt?" ”

King An suddenly realized. He was one of those who needed to pay their debts.

Because of Jian An's death, he also had a share, because Xici's painful childhood was caused by him.

No matter how many people's calculations he used to hide his mistakes, the fact is that he allowed Li Suqing to kill Jian An, and he even personally tried to kill Xi Ci.

Therefore, he is also the repayer of this heavy blood debt. With Li Suqing. Like Zhou Ling and Ye Shucheng, they all need to pay the price for what they have done.

"Father's reluctance?" Fang Xiaoyu sneered: "Also, she has always been the most beloved woman of my father. You believe her provocation, and you arbitrarily define your mother as a water-based Yanghua woman, and you kill your wife for her concubine, and you don't hesitate to make the entire Anwangfu chickens fly and dogs jump. The soft voice next to the pillow, the soft and considerate on weekdays. The trace of affection flowing in his eyes is much more interesting than the mother concubine who can't whisper softly to please men. ”

Fang Xiaoyu's words were sarcastic and almost explicit. If outsiders listen to it, I'm afraid that I will scold her for a woman who can say such things.

But Fang Xiaoyu is a person who has gone through various eras in her bones, has gone through feudal conservatism, and has also experienced future enlightenment, and some words are blushing and heartbeats when others say them, but for her, it is not a shocking language.

So she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her words, but smiled almost sarcastically: "It's okay to be reluctant." Neither I nor the West. None of them can influence your decision. And he didn't care, he never felt that he had a father. ”

Fang Xiaoyu's words made King An's heart stop suddenly, and the blood seemed to begin to flow backwards in his body. He had the illusion that he was going to die in the next moment.

He never felt like he had a father.

If you are so resolute, isn't it a deep helplessness?

Because he remembered so clearly that there was a child, with innocent and pure eyes, open his arms, waiting for his hug, praise and love with a look of expectation. But he suddenly remembered that from a certain moment, those innocent eyes never appeared again. Even the smile was gone. In its place was hatred and resentment. And recently, the hatred is gone, replaced by strangeness and blandness.

As much as you once loved, you will hate as much as you want.

And wait until there is no more hatred. It means that he is no longer qualified to be loved.

There is no greater mourning than death.

He seemed to understand something.

So at a certain moment, he began to think about whether killing Li Suqing could really get his son's forgiveness, or whether it was just a dragon gate array deliberately posed by Fang Xiaoyu in order to avenge his cruelty.

Song Lu saw that King An seemed to be a little shaken, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed in fright: "Lord, beg the prince to spare his wife's life." Madame is also subject to personal constraints and cannot help herself. Now the lady has long known her mistake and begged the prince and the princess to spare the lady. ”

Song Lu is undoubtedly faithful. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come back, and she would have gone.

Because of the things that Li Suqing has done, many of them have her participation. In order to seek a way back for Ye Xiqian and Ye Shilan, Li Suqing wanted to make a deal with Fang Xiaoyu with his life, so he naturally had to show sincerity.

And once what she did was exposed to Fang Xiaoyu or King An, it would be difficult for Truffle, as an accomplice, to end well.

If she left, maybe Fang Xiaoyu and King An would be too lazy to look for her, and she would have escaped, but she still came back, with the letter left by Li Suqing to Jian An to clear her grievances, and also with her unknown future.

"What a loyal servant, it is her blessing to have a slave like you by her side for a person like Li Suqing." Fang Xiaoyu looked at Song Lu with a subtle expression, the corners of her mouth hung with an arc, and her expression was confusing.

Song Lu didn't dare to talk, only lowered her head to hide her fear.

In the eyes of others, Fang Xiaoyu's words were more like compliments, but only Song Lu knew that the princess in front of her had killed her.

Because she is an accomplice.

She felt that her heart was beating out of her command. Blood seemed to want to spurt out through the skin. The fear of death that instantly befell the body drove the ethereal soul to tremble.

Death is within reach.

"So, she needs you." Fang Xiaoyu's words only rang in Song Lu's ears alone, and King An didn't hear what Fang Xiaoyu said to Song Lu at all, he could only see Song Lu first bowing her head and not daring to raise it, and her trembling shoulders betrayed her fear. Then she suddenly raised her head, her eyes were full of confusion, and she looked at Fang Xiaoyu like that, as if she was a petrified stone.

"Father, retire with a smile." Fang Xiaoyu didn't give King An more opportunities to think about it, but she also gave him too many opportunities to think about it.

He had a lot of time to think about gains and losses. Before Li Suqing died a natural death, he still had time to make his own choice.

Although, even if he chooses, Ye Xici may not forgive him.

Watching Fang Xiaoyu's departing back disappear into the small courtyard, King An's heart was in turmoil.

Gradually, he began to get a little annoyed.

He is a person who wants to save face, so in the past, even if he didn't dare to go too far because of Fang Xiaoyu's force, he still refused to bow his head, preferring to confront each other endlessly.

But he really wanted Ye Xici's forgiveness, so he had to lower his arrogant head and lower his posture, so low that it was almost humble.

After the anger passed, he began to lament again.

He had to bear the taste of self-inflicted, and at the same time, he also had to admit that compared to his incompetent father, in Ye Xici's heart, Fang Xiaoyu was more qualified to be a trustworthy relative.

At least she saved him. At least he loved her. At least whatever she's been doing is helping him. Including resisting his father again and again against the infamy of unfilial piety that may be spread by the outside world.

King An is in a dilemma. In just a few breaths, his mind had changed countless times.

But he still hated Fang Xiaoyu, and that disgust couldn't be erased lightly.

There was a loud "boom", and King An was shocked by the sound and took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground. And he looked up at the place where the sound had come from, and saw the stout old tree fall, burst, and blow into powder in every corner of the courtyard.

King An's frightened look was hard to hide. The scene in front of him further stimulated his heart, which was not too stable.

Then the old tree burst open in the middle, and except for the outer layer of bark, the solid wood inside had become powder. The real powder, not even a piece of lump.

And King An suddenly remembered that Fang Xiaoyu had waved his hand in the direction of the tree, and he also felt a hurricane-like pressure, I am afraid that it was at that time that Fang Xiaoyu used his internal force to blow this old tree into powder.

However, what kind of internal force and how precise is it to control? The bark of the tree was intact and the trunk turned into powder, which was almost unimaginably terrible for An Wang.

King An's legs and stomach trembled a little, and he began to think that if Fang Xiaoyu's palm fell on him......

King An felt that his neck was a little wet, there was a sticky feeling on his clothes, and the smell of blood was emitted in the courtyard, which made him a little confused.

Could it be that he was already frightened and thought that a tree would bleed and hurt?

He subconsciously wiped his neck, and the sticky feeling of his palm made him a little uneasy. He spread out his palm, and sure enough, he saw a bright red liquid in his palm. Turning around in shock, I saw that Song Lu fell to the ground silently, and there was blood flowing out of her neck, and I could see a huge blood mark on her neck lying there, which was extremely dazzling.

"So, she needs you."

"So, you go to Huangquan Road and wait for her first."

"It won't be long before she'll come looking for you."

This is the love that Song Lu saw in Fang Xiaoyu's eyes at the last moment of her life.

King An took a few steps back in fright, but he happened to step on the broken branch of the old tree, poofed, and sat on the ground. (To be continued.) )

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