"Huh?" I was stunned, looked at the miserable Ying Changle, and then turned my eyes to look at the extremely calm grandson next to me, before asking, "Ying Changle, let me ask you, where did you hide your father?" ”

Although Ying Changle's face was full of resentment and unwillingness, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure yelling at Chu Guobing, "What are you waiting for?" Bring someone to me! ”

"Yes!" The soldiers of Chu retreated.

In a few moments, another figure came to me, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that at this time, under the left and right of the two burly Chu soldiers, the emaciated figure was dressed in rags, and his hands and feet were imprisoned by the iron shackles for a long time, leaving deep strangulation marks on the skinny wrists hanging low in front of him, and some of the worn skin had even grown with the shackles, and the junction was a shocking strange color, and I couldn't tell whether it was blood or rust just by looking at it like this.

What was even more exaggerated was that the breeze lifted the pale that hung down on his chest, and it actually emitted a foul smell.

Is this really the majestic father and emperor in my memory in the past? If this is the case, what did Ying Changle do to him?

My heart ached, and I finally opened my mouth with my eyes slightly closed and trembling, "Father? You're my father, aren't you? ”

However, the sluggish figure still did not respond after listening to my words, which made a bad feeling in my heart all the more obvious.

"Father! I'm Su'er! Why don't you speak? ”

My body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and I was about to move towards the figure when I was stopped by my grandson.

"Be careful of deception, have you forgotten the person downstairs who pretended to be the old monarch?"

My grandson's words made my body stiffen.

Seeing this, in order to save his life, Ying Changle shouted at the soldiers of Chu again, "Let them see!" ”

The two Chu soldiers who were holding that figure had to hold back the discomfort in their hearts, and pushed aside the gray that hung down on their chests, and then I saw the emaciated and haggard face underneath.

But it's my father! It's just that...

When my gaze touched the empty and unfocused gaze, my heart couldn't help but feel a sharp pain.

I saw that the full cheeks of my father in the past had been concave by the cheekbones, and the originally bright eyes were sunk into the sockets and faded their original color, and the sallow skin seemed to be blown through by a gust of wind.

What hurts me the most is that he is looking at me at the moment, but he looks like he is looking at a stranger through me.

"Father... How are you—" My vision blurred unconsciously, and when I pulled the arm hidden in my sleeve again, I was stunned again before I could accept the fact that my father was stunned.

Then, the anger could no longer be contained, "Win Changle, what did you do to your father?" ”

I stared down at my father's ragged clothes, which could not be covered by his thin arms, and there were countless soldering iron scars.

I moved slightly, and there were even two or three bloody wounds that would leak some dark red pus and blood.

And what made me most devastated was the shape of the soldering iron, the old and new openings, and the words "slaves of the dead country" under the brand.

"Haha, aren't you clamoring to see him? How do you feel now that you see it? Slaves of the Dead Country! Ying Changle sneered behind me.

At the moment I only felt that something was about to burst out of my heart, and I could not think of anything else in my mind, only the anger that was about to consume me and burn every fragile nerve.

"I'll kill you!" My eyes froze, and then I turned around and walked forward...

Before Ying Changle had time to react, he had successfully snatched the sharp knife in the hand of the girl who called the clouds in the next second, and stabbed it into Ying Changle's shoulder.

"Ahh Ying Changle screamed miserably, but the bull head covered his stomach with the horse's mouth, and Tie Qing's face was full of panic.

She even began to beg for mercy in a low voice, "Let me go!" You don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, we are all sisters, and we are all the daughters of the emperor..."

"Humph!" I glanced at her coldly, and had no intention of letting her go, but instead pushed the sharp knife in my hand into her shoulder by an inch, and the blood immediately stained half of her body.

"Ugh!" The intense pain made Ying Changle snort, and his body staggered forward uncontrollably, causing chaos among the soldiers of the Chu State.

The face was as gray as a face with beads of sweat, but in order to survive, she did not hesitate to kneel in front of me and begged for mercy, "I beg you to let me go, just because I am a bad woman with bad luck, I know that you have long hated me at this moment, but please let me go for the sake of still having a child in my belly!" ”

"Kid—" I hesitated for a moment as I held the knife.

"Sultan," the slender fingers of the grandson grabbed my hand in time, and said in a deep voice, "although she deserves death, it is not suitable to kill her at this time!" ”

After that, the grandson gave me a look and signaled that there were many Chu soldiers next to him.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I simply took the sharp knife out of Ying Changle's shoulder.

Its force caused Ying Changle's body to fall to the ground, and the scarlet liquid couldn't wait to overflow from the wound.

Her face turned pale, her fingers trembling over her bleeding shoulder, and she just stared back at me in a daze.

"Ying Changle, you remember to me, I let you go today not to forgive you, but because the child in your belly is innocent, and my father and emperor will definitely not want to hurt this innocent child, but if you are still obsessed, then I will clean up you for the Zhongli royal family."

"Good!" Ying Changle fell to the ground and gasped for breath, the expression on his face was filled with panic and fear, and he no longer had his original ruthless appearance.

I didn't pay much attention, just holding a blood-stained sharp knife, I walked up to the two Chu soldiers, and said, "Why don't you get rid of this damn torture instrument soon?" ”

When the two Chu soldiers saw that their master was injured, they had already scared the seven souls, and at this time, I just scolded them like this, and they hurriedly took out the lock and key.

"Sultan, what do you want to do?" My grandson wrinkled his brows and grabbed my hand.

I naturally understood why he said why I let Ying Changle go so easily, and I didn't rush to explain to him, I just gave Jingyun that girl a look.

The little girl immediately understood and stood behind Ying Changle.

I said slowly, "Now that she has been injured, and I have found my father, why don't you just let her go?" ”

"Are you crazy?" Gongsun Zidu's eyebrows deepened, "Do you know where this is?" Do you still think it's Zhongli? ”

"Of course I know!" I paused for a moment, and then grabbed my father's arm, which was still in a posture of hanging his hands despite being unshackled, and felt like I had knocked over a five-flavor bottle.

After a long while, his tone gradually softened, "But she is the daughter of her father after all!" Now that I'm pregnant with a child again, didn't you say it too... Don't want me to get into the killing. ”

"It's completely different! I didn't let you kill her, it's just that we're in a different place, and she's the best card we have now, how can you let her go so easily. ”

"Ying Changle is just a woman, it's a big deal, I'll let Jingyun hold her, let us get out of the sphere of influence of Chu State, that's it, it's just Gongsun... What cards are not cards, this is not like your usual husband's character! ”

"You!" Seeing that I still had the heart to tease him, the grandson raised his hand in hatred, and finally had to slap it on the pillar of the city tower on his side.

"Don't worry, she won't dare to act rashly." I said lightly and looked in the direction of Ying Changle, "Even if she doesn't care about her own life, she still cares about the fetus in her womb!" ”

My grandsons all followed my gaze.

I only saw that Jingyun was staring at Ying Changle, who was lying on the ground and holding his stomach tightly, with a look like a fierce tiger, ready to pounce on him at any time and take a bite.

"I hope you're right." The grandson sighed shallowly, but the pair of tightly knit brows showed no sign of relaxation.

Then, under the hostage of Jingyun, Ying Changle finally followed us down the city tower.

But there was also a large group of Chu soldiers who were afraid that their master would be injured and they would be punished.

"Get back of way! Otherwise..."The grandson squinted his eyes slightly, and put his sword on Ying Changle's white neck.

Those Chu soldiers looked at each other, and had to retreat step by step.

"Wait!" At this moment, a male voice slowly passed through the crowd.

Following the prestige, there was a dense crowd of Chu soldiers holding feather arrows on the city tower at this time.

"Bold rebel, dare to hold the concubine hostage!" As a slowly swallowing voice fell, the figure of a military general appeared on the city tower.

"Yan Shu!" Ying Changle looked at the height, a trace of joy appeared on his pale face, and his voice trembled, "General Yan Shu, save this palace!" ”

The military general named Yan Shu gradually raised a touch of disdain on his face, and sneered, "Don't worry, Guifei Niangniang, when General Ben takes down these rebels, he will save Niangniang." ”

"What did you say?" Ying Changle shook his head in disbelief, his face becoming more and more ugly, "Bold Yan Shu, do you know what you're talking about?" This palace is pregnant with a dragon, if you hurt the prince, aren't you afraid that the king will punish you? ”

"Humph!" Yan Shu sneered, ignored his words, and slowly raised his hand, shouting to the Chu soldiers holding feather arrows, "Remember to General Ben that the noble concubine Niangniang was kidnapped by thieves and died with the prince in her womb!" ”

"Yes!" All the Chu soldiers agreed.

Ling Ying Changle's already pale face turned blue and purple for a while, and then he stepped back in horror, "No... No... This palace will not let you harm my child! Hongu would never die like this! ”

"Gongsun..." I looked at Ying Changle, who was in a state of madness, and then looked at Gongsun Du, who had a calm face.

He hooked his lips, raised a meaningful smile, took my hand, and pulled me behind him, "It doesn't seem bad to die with you like this!" ”

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