Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Death of the Concubine

The boy looked down at the candy in his palm, and then looked up in the direction of the little girl, his lips pursed very tightly.

After thinking about it, I carefully put the candy into the placket of my chest.

"Uncle Shang Lu, is that little brother really Manu?" The little girl hugged Shang Lu's neck and asked.

Shang Lu's face was very bad, and he was still thinking in his heart, whether to tell Chu Xinglie about the contact between the little county lord and that manu.

If the prince knew, he would definitely be furious.

He thought that it was just a few candies, so it shouldn't be a big problem......

"Of course it is, but the little county lord must not contact him again in the future."

The little girl frowned in confusion and deflated her little mouth.

The milk snorted coldly and said, "I don't believe it, if it's really Manu, how can he be so good-looking." ”

The child didn't look like a person from the Central Plains, and he had heterochromatic pupils, one eye was golden, and the other was brown, which the little girl had never seen before.

When Shang Lu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then sighed again.

Asked: "Isn't the little county lord afraid of him?" ”

After all, his eyes are different from ordinary people.

"What's so scary, Xiaobao is not even afraid of wolves and wild boars."

The corners of Shang Lu's mouth twitched, and what he said was also that whose child holds a tiger in his arms at every turn, and he has to raise it like a pet cat.

Besides, when she was in the cottage at the beginning, Shang Lu found out that this little girl was really not afraid of heaven and earth.

"If he is really a horse slave, then he will definitely ride a horse, or let him teach me to ride a horse one day!"

Shang Lu stumbled at his feet, and almost fell to the ground holding her.

He coughed twice to relieve the embarrassment and said, "The little county lord is still young and not suitable for horseback riding. ”

The little girl immediately pouted unhappily, and snorted: "Uncle Shang Lu is a villain!" You must have seen me as small, so you want to bully me! ”

Shang Lu: "......"

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and Shang Lu suddenly felt that he would rather go to the battlefield to kill the enemy at this moment than bring a milk doll here......

Shang Lu hugged the little girl and said helplessly: "If the little county lord wants to ride a horse, Uncle Shang Lu can teach him." ”

"I don't want it! I just want that manu, because Uncle Shanglu doesn't look as good as that manu! ”

The little girl was very willful, and almost choked Shang Luqi's old blood in her throat with a single sentence and died suddenly.

What's wrong with him?

is obviously also handsome and dashing, and he actually said that he is not as good-looking as a manu, although that manu is indeed good-looking.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this topic......"

The more I talk about it, the sadder I become!

After opening the dark compartment of the study, there is a long and gloomy corridor, and the more you go inside, the more cold it becomes.

You can still faintly hear the sound of the water flowing.

Lu Qingling followed Chu Xinglie all the way to the underground dark grid, and the torches could not dispel the cold inside.

The chamber of secrets is boxy, and many weapons and steel armor are placed.

He took out a long box, inside which was a scroll of portraits, and after unfolding it, Lu Qingling was shocked!

The woman in the painting has a very exotic face, a red dress is fierce, but there is a little sadness between her eyebrows, and she is actually a little similar to Chu Xinglie.

"This is your mother."

She thought that the picture scroll that could be born so good-looking and treasured by him like a treasure could only be his mother.

"Hmm."

"It turns out that there are such good-looking people in this world."

It is not an exaggeration to say that the country is alluring.

"They all said that she was a demon concubine, and she brought disaster to the country and the people." Chu Xinglie carefully stroked the face on the scroll, his expression complicated.

Lu Qingling looked at him, although he didn't know why he brought himself here, but since he was willing to present his secret room so generously in front of him.

That at least proves that he has complete trust in her.

"My mother was a woman brought back by my father when he went on patrol, and my father was over half a hundred years old at that time, and my mother was only eighteen years old."

"She was born beautiful, and when she was brought into the palace by her father, her father never saw her smile."

The first emperor thought of many ways to change the beauty to smile, and sealed the concubine, but the beauty did not laugh, the first emperor had to be patiently coaxed, because of the beauty of life, and won the favor of the first emperor, which naturally attracted the jealousy of the harem concubines.

The former emperor never cared, let alone told anyone about her origin, others only thought she was mysterious, and because she looked different from the people of the Central Plains, there were a few more guesses.

One year of natural and man-made disasters, Tanglin killed many people, and I don't know who put this charge on her.

Then the king of Jin was born, and the first emperor passed on a secret edict to pass the throne to Chu Xinglie, who was only ten years old, and the prince was jealous, killed his father to seize the throne, and tampered with the secret edict.

Murder of the concubine.

With that, he touched the silver mask on his face.

His eyes were gloomy and fierce, like a hungry wolf staring at his prey in the dark, bloodthirsty.

"Qingqing, do you know, how did this scar on the king's face come about?"

She vaguely guessed a few points in her heart, but she was not sure.

"It was the good brother of this king, who used a knife to cut it all the way from the corner of this king's eye."

He removed his mask, his fingertips brushing over the ugly scar.

"He said that the face of this king is very similar to that of his mother, and he feels disgusting when he looks at it."

The wound was deep, deep to the bone, and he was only ten years old when he had a ruined face.

How vicious Ruiqinghuang's heart is, it can be seen.

"Qingqing, do you know how the king's mother died."

Others only know that his mother is the reincarnation of the demon, which will bring disaster to Tanglin, and when Emperor Ruiqing ascended the throne, he killed her at the gate of the palace, and her head was hung high, so as to warn the world.

But I don't know what kind of ** his good brother suffered from his good brother before his mother died.

Probably in retaliation, Ruiqing Huang let him see his mother under his pillow, screaming in pain.

That kind of hatred is unforgettable, and Chu Xinglie never dares to forget it in his life.

Lu Qingling was terrified when she heard this, she never thought that Chu Xinglie would be like this before, and even her mother and concubine were not spared.

How filthy the man who sat high in the temple was!

The woman who possessed her father humiliated and abused her biological mother in front of her own brother, and finally hung her head with it......

This pile, this piece, is deeply engraved in Chu Xinglie's mind, and he has never forgotten it for a moment.

There was suddenly a soft and cold little hand in her palm, and those clear and clean eyes looked at her, as if they had rubbed into a bright star.

"Since others have deceived you and insulted you like this, you will be repaid a hundred times in the future."

"Your mother died at the hands of Emperor Ruiqing, and now my three children, he naturally can't tolerate them, and he will definitely try his best to eradicate them."

Lu Qingling was not only distressed, but could not express comfort.

After all, the deceased is gone, and it is useless to talk about anything else.