Chapter 419: Undercurrent 4
The vast majority of people, especially men, especially those living under the imperial rule of feudal society, have fanatical attachment and greed for power.
And the imperial power, which can control the power of the world in the hands of one person, has a fatal attraction to people.
This is especially true for the crown prince, who is only one step away from the throne.
Otherwise, why did he fight with the ambitious Ye King for so many years?
This well-documented secret account is a deadly weapon that can defeat the Shen family, and it is also a deadly weapon that can defeat the Shen family, burn the war to the crown prince, and pull the prince down from the position of crown prince.
Want to clear up your relationship with the Shen family?
Hmph, don't even think about it!
The daughter of the Shen family is the prince's side concubine, and he Shen Di is a princeling and a fact that everyone in the government and the opposition knows.
What's more, the Shen family still holds a lot of the prince's handles in their hands!
Therefore, the prince will never dare.
Since you don't dare, you will definitely do everything you can to plug this hole and hide this matter!
Shen Dimao suddenly opened, his mood suddenly brightened, and he patted Shen Tong's shoulder with satisfaction, praising him for being his good son!
"A few days ago, someone sent a few Shu brocades. Tomorrow, I'll have someone send it to Madame and Aunt An, oh yes, and Qiao's. β
Aunt An is Shen Tong's biological mother, and Qiao is his wife.
Shen Tong hurriedly said: "Father, Shu brocade is precious, and the identities of my aunt and Qiao's family, I'm afraid I can't afford it, so I'd better leave it to my mother." β
Shen Di waved his hand: "What can you afford to use?" Now, the palace has been replaced with cloud brocade, although Shu brocade is precious, but rich and noble people can also use it. Doesn't Aunt Ann like these the most? She gave birth to such a wonderful son for me, how can I not afford it! β
Shen Tong stopped refusing to shirk: "In this way, I have thanked my father for my aunt and Qiao's family." It's just that father, compared to Shu Jin, my aunt prefers you to go to her more. You don't know, every time you go to see your aunt, your aunt will be happy for days, holding the hand of the child or Qiao's for a long time. β
Shen Di nodded and said with a smile: "Then tomorrow, I'll go over and see her." β
"Thank you, father."
"It's not early, so you should go and rest early."
Shen Tong stood up and saluted, and said respectfully: "Yes, please also ask my father to take care of his body, rest early, and the child will retire." β
With that, Shen Tong exited the room and closed the door. After walking a little distance, he turned around and saw that Shen Di's room had turned out the candle, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he sneered softly.
The crown prince and King Ye want to please their father, why not a concubine like him? Aunt An gave birth to him and raised him, although she always thought that such an outstanding son should not be born from her aunt's belly, which made him very annoyed - he didn't care so much about the identity of the concubine, but Aunt An kept regretting mentioning it, but always seemed to deliberately remind him that he was born to the concubine of the aunt.
But after all, she is the biological mother, and if she can help her say a few kind words in front of Shen Di, just say a few more kind words. As for Shen Di's plan to see her tomorrow, let's leave it to Qiao's to tell her, otherwise, I have to listen to her wiping her tears and lamenting that if it weren't for him coming out of his aunt's belly, he would definitely have a better official position and a better wife with a better family background.
The long night is endless, and the Shen family is not the only one who has never slept yet.
In the elegantly furnished room, a man in black stood respectfully outside the screen, his head bowed, motionless. Behind the screen, there was a clear laughter: "Hubu Shangshu, it's just so bold!" Tsk, what a disappointment! β
The man in black remained like a statue, motionless and silent.
"Staring at Shen Di's old horseman, if there is any movement, come and inform me in time."
"Yes, Deputy Pavilion Master."
This deputy pavilion master is none other than Bai Que.
Seeing that Bai Que had no other orders, the man in black left with interest, because in this room, just behind this screen, there was another person who made him have to be interesting - the pavilion master of the Nine Stars, who was also the number one killer in the world, and died.
Through the mica screen, you can't see the situation inside, but even if you can see it, no one has the courage to watch one or two, even if the relationship between Bai Que and Liyan is not a secret in Jiuxing.
Therefore, the white que and the death behind the screen seem a little unscrupulous.
"In the dignified household department, the defense is so loose."
Bai Que said with great disdain.
Li Yan sat at the head of the bed, his dark dark clothes loosely worn on his body, revealing the solid muscles in his chest. One leg is arched on one side, and the other leg is laid flat on the bed, allowing the white silk to be pillow behind his head.
Because of the perennial business of licking blood on the edge of the knife, his thick hands were covered with calluses, and after several times inserting his green silk from head to tail, his hand gently moved to Bai Que's mask, and his fingertips brushed along the beautiful silver face, and then pinched the edge of the silver mask, as if he wanted to take off the silver mask.
Bai Que's body stiffened violently, and he subconsciously pressed the hand of the deceased, and there was a trace of uneasiness and displeasure in his tone.
"What do you do?"
Li Yan took his hand and moved it to the side, some rough fingers unconsciously rubbed Bai Que's smooth and tender hand, and looked at him with deep eyes, as if he was the only one in his eyes: "Do you still mind so much?" β
The voice was low, and there were no waves. The Pavilion Master of Nine Stars is a cold-blooded killer, but only when he talks to Bai Que will he bring a little warmth, even if this temperature sounds to ordinary people, it is alienated and indifferent.
Bai Que sighed, and the whole person was no longer tense: "Only you don't mind." β
There are not many people who have seen the face behind the beautiful silver mask, there are only four people among the nine stars, and the former pavilion master and Leng Shiyi's father-in-law are all ancient, and only those who are alive are the death and the poison doctor. As for Bai Sanniang, who raised him, she is not a person in the Nine Stars.
In addition to these people, I'm afraid ...... There are only a few people in the palace. No, maybe there is only one left, because that one's heart is too ruthless, and even his own son can be given up for this secret, so how can he leave those subordinates whose lives are like mustard?
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Bai Que's mouth, raised his hand, and slowly removed the mask from his face.
His movements were slow, slow, slow.
When the delicate silver mask was completely removed, a pale but delicate face was revealedβif it weren't for the hideous blood-red lines that crisscrossed it......
It was a "gift" from God, a sign of inherently bad luck, and it was imprinted on his face like this, and it was useless to cover it up.
So much so that even his mother, who was ten months pregnant, didn't want to look at him more, so she abandoned him!