Everyone was already numb by this unpredictable development, even Shen Shanruo, who was the party concerned. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He looked at Zhou Xiang's angry and tearful appearance in a daze, although he sympathized with Jian An, he was also envious.

If. If he had died, would anyone have cried for him like this again? Just once, at least to prove that he was loved by someone.

Then he laughed to himself again.

It was his own mother who sent him into the abyss, how could they cry about it?

"Fang Xiaoyu, I have to admit that I lost completely." Shen Shanruo and Fang Xiaoyu faced each other, but their expressions were extremely complicated, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and even he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was like now.

"If you ask for help, it means you still don't want to die." Fang Xiaoyu looked at Shen Shanruo, who was a little depressed, and couldn't bear to kill or not.

"Yes, I don't want to die. To live, who wants to die? Shen Shanruo smiled sadly: "You people are all good actors." One ring after another, all the way, thoughtful, not leaky, in front of the enemy can also pretend to be nothing, just to lure me into the urn, so that I can personally experience a despair, what a good plan, good planning! ”

"None of us have ever forced you to do anything. Every decision you make is your own volition. Became a king and lost a villain, and now that he has lost, has he started to complain about the world? You're right, I'm calculating you. If I don't count you, can you enter the palace? If I don't count you, can you still enjoy a taste of power in front of the second prince in the past few days? If I don't count you, how could Commander Shen suddenly fall ill? If I don't count you, what do you think is Gyeonggi Guard, so easy to be bought by you? Fang Xiaoyu shook his head in disappointment.

"People who win say everything right and do whatever they take for granted. My fault is not to force the palace to rebel, not to use you, but to lose to you, it's just that it's as simple as that. Shen Shanruo knew that Fang Xiaoyu was not someone who could be fooled by just a few words, so he laughed again and said, "Fang Xiaoyu, if you want to kill me, have you ever considered how to solve the anxiety-forgetting poison in my good father's body?" ”

As soon as his words fell, a silent pin drop could be heard in the main hall. The sudden flash of murder in the emperor's eyes did not escape everyone's eyes, so everyone reacted differently to the fact that the emperor was still poisoned.

"You can guard against me, so the poison I put with my own hands does not work, but I folds myself in it. But the poison of forgetting worries is not my doing, so how can you heal him? Shen Shanruo stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the emperor.

"If the poison is not from you, what is the use of keeping it for you?" Fang Xiaoyu was unmoved.

"But I'm a doctor, and I'm a good doctor. If I try my best to suppress the toxin, then there is still a chance to find an antidote. If not......" Shen Shanruo smiled secretly, then looked at Ye Xici and said, "The prince should understand how cruel that poison is. ”

Ye Xici's face suddenly sank.

"Shen Shanruo, I thought you wouldn't be so naïve." Fang Xiaoyu shook his head and continued, "You should know that at this moment, I should still be in Da Zhou. I have traveled thousands of miles to Dazhou, how can I return empty-handed? I helped Xiao Jin kill his brother and father, and I wanted to put him on the throne with one hand, just forget the poison of worries, its antidote, even if you don't want a thousand eight hundred copies, you must at least take one hundred and eighty copies. Don't you need to put the dignified Frost King Xiao in, use you? ”

As soon as Fang Xiaoyu's words fell, people who knew that they were worried about this poison couldn't help but roll their eyes.

This poison is so cruel, do you really think that the cabbage on the street will not work? It's not easy to take out one hundred and eighty copies.

One hundred and eighty copies is an exaggeration, but at this moment, Fang Xiaoyu really has a few copies of the antidote to forgetting worries, and even she has a stock of the poison of forgetting worries.

I know a lot of people in the Great Zhou, and there are even more people in the royal family. The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty are good at poisoning, especially in the palace, there are many vicious poisons.

This time, Fang Xiaoyu didn't say anything polite to Xiao Jin, and asked for a few copies of the famous poison antidote in Da Zhou, and he prepared a few copies that might be useful, and then gave Ji Xiaolu a few copies and asked her to try to develop the antidote. There are some things that are safer to keep in her own hands as much as possible, at least she doesn't want to see things like Jian An happen around her again.

Xiao Jin was not stingy, he really didn't want to go against Fang Xiaoyu. Originally, he thought that Fang Xiaoyu would help him seize the throne, so he had been cooperating, but when he knew that all of Fang Xiaoyu's plans were just to enter the palace, Xiao Jin even sighed and died.

He will never forget Fang Xiaoyu's domineering words, she said, any conspiracy and trickery are vulnerable in the face of absolute strength. Sometimes, it's useless to use your brain, it's better to use your fists directly.

Especially the national conditions of the Great Zhou, especially applicable to Fang Xiaoyu's sentence.

When Xiao Jin knew that Fang Xiaoyu's plan was to enter the palace and meet the emperor, he would kill such a mighty and domineering man, Xiao Jin knelt down directly.

Well, for people whose martial arts are outrageous, she is so confident. And Xiao Jin had seen Fang Xiaoyu's martial arts, so he was speechless.

And the inheritance of the Xiao clan of the Great Zhou Dynasty is so distinctive, it is simply specially tailored for a violent woman like Fang Xiaoyu. Even if she really killed the old emperor, as long as she supported Xiao Jin, it would be equivalent to Xiao Jin's power. The kind of courtiers who are accustomed to seeing the royal family fighting each other should easily accept the fact of changing the emperor.

What's more, even if no one has the intention of rebelling, these courtiers have seen enough of the old emperor's face, and they are afraid that they will not be less inclined to change someone to serve.

Just as Fang Xiaoyu thought. Just tonight, at the same time, thousands of miles away in the Great Zhou Palace, the old emperor was stimulated by Ji Xiaolu and assassinated by Cang Feng, and successfully died in the hands of a minion-like queen who he had never looked down on, and only regarded him as a slave who helped him manage the harem.

The Xiao family's royal family has turned a new page.

A page called Xiao In.

King Yun wanted to escape but was caught by Feng Zi, but Feng Zi did not kill him, but handed him over to Xiao Jin's biological father.

Tonight, Xiao Jin was not in Tiandu City, but on the way back to Tiandu City.

The mess in the palace was all picked up by Xiao Jin's biological father.

It's just that only a few people know the true relationship between Xiao Jin and this 'madman'. With his own wishes, he also did not recommend that Xiao Jin directly recognize him as his father.

At least, at least we will not think about this matter until the court is stable and the throne is secured.

The matter of the Great Zhou Dynasty is a foregone conclusion, but in the main hall of the Great Cheng Palace, it has not really ended.

Shen Shanruo was always looking for any opportunity to save his life first, but he really didn't seem to understand Fang Xiaoyu's character. In the end, when he broke the jar, Fang Xiaoyu really killed him.

At this time, the hall was silent, and the needle drop could be heard. Everyone's eyes looked at Ye Xici with some incredulity.

Whether it was a courtier, King An, Zhou Xiang, or the emperor, even if it was Fang Xiaoyu, there was a moment when he thought he had heard it wrong.

"Shut up!" Ye Xici compared the blade in his hand to Shen Shanruo's neck, and the expression on his face seemed to be annoyed and angry with killing intent.

"Are you scared? That's right, how many years have you buried this secret in your heart, I'm afraid that when Ye Shucheng died, you were deeply relieved. Shen Shanruo ignored the scar cut by the blade on his neck, as if he had given up hope of living, and now what he was doing was just to disgust Fang Xiaoxiao, and said with a smile: "I thought that this secret was buried deep in the ground with Ye Shucheng, and no one would know about it from now on......"

Saying that, Shen Shanruo actually looked at Fang Xiaoyu, and said with a smile of evil spirit: "Since then, no one has known the fact that you killed your own mother with your own hands. ”

'Bang', the sound of a sword falling to the ground. With Shen Shanruo's words, Ye Xici's hands trembled, and he seemed to lose his strength in an instant.

Everyone was in an uproar.

Ye Xici killed his mother with his own hands?

How is this possible?

Who doesn't know that in the entire Anwang Mansion, only Princess An loves Ye Xici's son the most. It is precisely because Princess An is still alive that Li Suqing, a slut, did not dare to give a heavy hand to her son while she was alive.

The death of Princess Ann Jian An was Ye Xi's first step into hell. He loved his mother so much, and he also relied on his mother, how could he kill her with his own hands?

It's almost like a joke!

When everyone's incredible eyes were on him, Ye Xici didn't seem to be aware of it, and just looked at Fang Xiaoyu blankly.

He was afraid to see a look of disgust in her eyes.

Such a secret, he was buried in his heart alone when he was only a little old, and no one said it, no one dared to say it, and he was afraid of being known.

He killed his own mother with his own hands.

The mother he loved the most, relied on the most, and loved him the only one in the world.

When Ye Shucheng threatened him, he only thought that this secret could not be kept. Maybe it's time to face the sins of the past, maybe it's time to accept the spurning of the world, or maybe it's time to separate from the woman he loves.

No one will accept a person who kills his own mother, no matter what the reason for his murder may be.

He had always been afraid that Fang Xiaoyu would know, as long as he imagined Fang Xiaoyu's disgust and avoidance when he saw him, he felt that it was an unbearable pain in his life.

But Ye Shucheng died. Things are not exposed. So he thought that he was relieved and could continue to hide this matter, madly greedy for the warmth and beauty when he was with Fang Xiaoyu.

Because, this is the first time since the death of his mother that he has been able to sleep peacefully, and the first time he can not care about what happens in the outside world, and sleep until he wakes up naturally.

This kind of thing that everyone is accustomed to is simply a luxury for him. He didn't even dare to think that in this life and this life, he would still have a peaceful time to sleep.

I wanted to explain two sentences, but seeing the shock in Fang Xiaoyu's eyes, it stung him and couldn't open his mouth.

Whatever the reason, the fact that he killed his own mother with his own hands will not change.

How could she not dislike him? How could it not be possible to resent the concealment he had been withholding all along? How could he still be willing to live with a murderer who killed his own biological mother?

Ye Xici suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning endlessly, as if something important had been stripped from his soul and could no longer be retained.

"Laughing ......" wanted to cry out for laughter, but in the face of Fang Xiaoyu, who wrinkled his little face together, he lost the courage to speak.

"Why, you don't know? Also, how dare he say such a rebellious thing to you? Shen Shanruo looked at Fang Xiaoyu who was frowning, and a kind of sadness appeared in his heart.

The sad thing is not that Fang Xiaoyu was hidden in the dark by Ye Xici, but that he was sad that he had become like this, and he wanted to use this way to pull a cushion.

I'm afraid that after today, Ye Xici will definitely be discredited. Whether he can stay in the capital any longer is two words.

He was more shocked than anyone else when he heard the news from his cheap concubine. The little Ye Xici didn't even notice it back then, but when he was doing all that, someone actually saw it all in secret.

It was a little maid, who was originally responsible for cleaning the courtyard, and when she saw what happened, she didn't dare to speak out until she said that she had a dream later, and she was known by others.

Ye Xici is naturally not a mad person, and the purpose of killing his mother is also to let his mother get free from the poison of forgetting worries.

Presumably at that time, Princess An was really in extreme pain, so she forced Ye Xiqi to do this. However, the world will not care what your reason is, but will only determine the result.

As a result, Ye Xiqi killed his biological mother with his own hands. The gossip of the world will drive him to death.

Ye Xici once again experienced the despair of that time. It felt like heaven and earth had abandoned him, and from then on, he was alone again.

He suddenly remembered that day, when a light rain was falling, wetting the earth, as if he were telling the story of destruction in the length of a poem.

Mother can still walk around the ground, but she often forgets who he is. Every time he met, he had to reintroduce himself to his mother, saying that he was her son.

However, after a while, she will think of herself, and then she will hold him, comfort him, and tell him: "The mother concubine will be fine, the mother concubine is strong, how can she be defeated by a pair of adulterers." Then I forgot it again, and the cycle repeated.

He thought that his mother was really strong, strong enough to overcome all the hardships and usher in hope. But the poison was too cruel, and the mother was tortured to death, but it just didn't want human life.

The mother was in pain, but she always endured it and didn't say anything. It was because she was afraid that his son was already in despair and could no longer find a glimmer of hope.

But the human subconscious will speak its true thoughts. The sleeping mother cried out more than once: "Kill me, kill me." I'm in so much pain, I'm going to kill me. ”

And when she woke up the next day, she treated it as if nothing had happened, and still used her weak body to carry a shelter for him.

He didn't want to do it. How could he possibly want his favorite concubine to die? But looking at his mother, who was getting weaker and more painful day by day, he felt unbearable.

Especially when I heard the sentence of the concubine in her sleep, "Xici, kill me." I don't want to die at the hands of that slut", his heart fluttered violently. From then on, a certain kind of madness began to grow, and then it went out of control. (To be continued.) )