Chapter 77: The Paranoid King's Favorite (39)

The Empress Dowager is still following the convention that the villain must first release cruel words when he dies, and she listens to her expressionless as she talks about the "bitterness" of the year.

Fei Wan raised her lips disdainfully, and was about to refute and scold her to wake her up, but she didn't expect that the Empress Dowager suddenly stopped.

The Empress Dowager's eyes were rolling in her sockets, but she kept staring at her with a strange expression: "It's all her fault, if she had died earlier, there would have been no you, you all deserve to die, how can a person who is destined to die at the age of twenty-five be able to ascend the throne." ”

The anxiety and grief of these days finally broke out, anyway, she is also a half-buried person, I heard that he likes this girl very much, if he can kill the girl in front of him.

A touch of fierceness flashed in her eyes, and she was about to stab Fei Wan when she took off the golden hairpin on her sideburns.

Fei Late's reaction speed was extremely fast, but before she could show her skills, someone stood in front of her first.

The next moment, without even using force, the Empress Dowager was overturned and rolled to the ground.

She is usually very dignified, but now she is embarrassed, her face is twisted, full of wrinkles tangled, where can you still see the kind appearance of weekdays.

Pei ...... Pei Xiuyan! ”

She lay on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stared at the man in front of her.

"How can you bear to kill him? He's your father, you're father and son!! ”

In ancient times, filial piety was the most important, and killing one's father to ascend the throne was undoubtedly equivalent to committing a heinous crime, which was enough to make the world spurn.

Pei Xiuyan didn't have the slightest emotion on his face, not even guilty, he bent down slightly, and smiled on his lips: "Why does the imperial grandmother miss her father so much?" Then how could you bear it when you poured poison into my mother's mouth with your own hands? ”

"When my father was assassinated and used me to block the knife with his own hands, how could I bear it? I fell into a heart disease, he only wants to use me to balance the power between the princes, how can he bear it? ”

The words are heartfelt, but Pei Xiuyan has no sadness or joy between his eyebrows, as if he is telling other people's irrelevant things.

He got up, and his voice was gentle: "I originally wanted to let the imperial grandmother see how this country has declined, but since the imperial grandmother never leaves her father, she must miss it tightly, how can I bear to let your mother and son be separated." ”

He evoked a gentle smile, and the coldness in his eyes made his scalp tingle.

"It's better for the imperial grandmother to go down and accompany him."

With that, the guards beside him dragged the person on the ground up, her fingernails scratching the ground and making a faint mark, and she cried out miserably.

Pei Xiuyan didn't seem to see anything, but instead took the hand of the person beside him, and smiled and groaned: "Ah Wan, let's go back to the palace, right?" What do you want to eat tonight? ”

The tone was as soft as usual, and if you ignore the miserable screams behind you, it is no different from ordinary conversation.

Obviously, he didn't come to abuse the scum late, but for some reason Pei Xiuyan followed.

But it happened that this time that she finally understood what kind of life Pei Xiuyan lived when she was young.

She didn't ask, she shook him tightly, bent her eyes and whispered, "Okay." ”

Pei Xiuyan took her into his arms, lowered his eyes slightly, and a hint of happiness flashed in his eyes, it's okay......

She didn't want to leave him.

Pei Xiuyan hugged her tightly, and his eyes were dark.

……

In the prison, the lamps flickered faintly with candles, and unlike the usual cells, the environment here was clean and tidy.

The boy leaned against the wall, his handsome face covered with a little ash, but still not embarrassed.