Chapter 9 The Evil King "Master, your decoction is ready, and if you don't drink it, it will be cold." Read the latest free chapters of this book, please visit wèn. ”

A servant handed a bowl of yellow-brown decoction to a five-year-old child, and said respectfully. I saw the little boy who was called the master with his back to the slave, and he flicked his backhand, and before he saw his hand touch the porcelain bowl, he heard a "pop", and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

"Master, just spare the slave, if you don't drink the medicine again, the prince will give the slave the death penalty."

The minion trembled and fell to his knees pleading.

"What does it matter to me whether you live or die?" The little boy replied coldly, like an adult in his tone.

The despair on the minion's face cried out in a sad voice.

"Lord... Master! ”

"I don't need a potion, so go down and I'll tell my father." The boy's tone softened.

"But—" The minion still looked worried.

"Why, if you don't leave, aren't you afraid that I will give you the death penalty?" The boy finally turned around, but the minion lowered his head to the ground, not daring to look at the five-year-old child's face.

"The slave knew his mistake and begged the master to spare his life, and the slave left. (Read the novel)"

The minion crawled out of the back garden. The five-year-old boy turned his body again, but under the moonlight, the silver mask on the boy's face glowed with a slight cold light.

"Xie'er~"

A woman's voice sounded behind her. The boy turned around and didn't take a single step, but a word came out of the silver mask,

"Queen Mother~"

A noblewoman, surrounded by several maids, approached the boy. The woman frowned at the fragments of the porcelain bowl on the ground, and then beckoned to the maid behind her, telling them all to withdraw.

"Yes, Princess" Everyone left, leaving only the princess and her son Bai Xixie in the garden.

"Xie'er, why are you losing your temper again? This decoction is for your eyes, why did you knock it over to the ground? ”

"Queen Mother, you know, these things are useless to me, not to mention that I am not sick at all."

Looking at the cold child in front of her, the princess felt pain in her heart. Since giving birth to this son, she has understood that such a young child must have hidden a lot of pain in her heart. Thinking of this, Xiaoluo felt pain in his heart, stepped forward to hug Bai Xixie, and shed tears on his clothes.

"Queen Mother, you're crying." After all, he is still a five-year-old child, and facing his biological mother in front of him, Bai Xixie's voice has a hint of meekness.

"No, how can the queen mother cry!" Xiaoluoran hurriedly wiped the tears off her face.

"Queen Mother, although I can't see it, I know it." Bai Xixie's words made Xiaoluoran no longer hide, and tears poured out again.

"Xie'er, you'll be fine, your father has found a way. You'll be fine. Xiaoluo took Bai Xixie in her arms and comforted her softly, but she didn't have any confidence in her own heart. After all, in the past five years, her husband, as a prince, has exhausted his power and money, looking for the whole country, and even other countries, but there has been no way. Will it really work out this time? How can you know?

"Queen Mother, it's okay with Xie'er, Xie'er is used to it. Even if she can't see, Xie'er has been able to walk with her eyes closed under the master's teaching; Even if this mask can't be taken off, Xie'er doesn't care about it anymore, after all, it's not a thing to be thankful for being too good-looking as a man. It's just that Xie'er's only regret is that she didn't see the faces of her mother and father with her own eyes. ”

"Xie'er~"

Bai Xixie's words made Xiao Luoran feel very uncomfortable in his heart. Relief and pain are blended, and what kind of taste it is, perhaps only I know best.

At this time, the ritual of Dusk Cloud Temple had come to an end with the arrival of night. The dim candlelight illuminates a small wooden house behind the monastery. The abbot of the monastery was sitting on a wooden bench in the room, looking at the two newborn baby girls lying in front of him.

"Amitabha! Bad fate, the old man wanted to avoid this catastrophe for you, but he didn't want to link this bad fate for you. God's arrangement, the old man is also powerless. I only hope that you will be able to enjoy a peaceful life here in the future. If you don't see the little prince, maybe there is still a chance between you. If you see the little prince, it depends on your fate, who is the vine that saves the evil king. The abbot sighed lightly and instructed the other little monk outside the door,

"Empty Bamboo~"

"Abbot!"

"Tomorrow you go down the mountain and find a nurse for these two children. Inquire about her identity and don't reveal the background of the two children. ”

"It's the abbot, Kongzhu understands!" After the little monk understood, he retreated directly. And the abbot looked at the child in front of him, and a trace of kindness appeared on his face.

"I'll give you a name."

Looking at the baby girl wrapped in a blue brocade quilt on the right, he smiled and said,

"I already know your name, since your father and mother named you, then Lao Wei will fill in a surname for you directly. If the old man is empty, then your surname will be empty. You are called hollow pure, and you"

Looking at the baby girl on the left who was wrapped in gray linen, he thought for a while, and then said,

"You just call it Kong Moyu!"