deadly mantra

Chapter 819 The pain of broken bones and the hatred of genocide

Qing Yuxuan laughed so hard that his abdominal muscles hurt. He took two steps back, leaned his lower back on the railing of the corridor, and said:

"The grave of love is marriage. After marriage, there may be a few talented and beautiful couples whose love grows day by day, but not everyone can have such good luck. This is the case for ordinary people, not to mention the royal family and nobles."

After a pause, he stared at his feet and slowly explained:
"I remember that when I was young, every Mid-Autumn Festival, only the three of us stayed together, admiring the moon and eating moon cakes together like ordinary people. I don't know when it started that the two of them no longer met at the same time. She appeared in front of me. Later, the days and times when she worshiped Buddha became more and more frequent. Later, even I rarely saw her face. Occasionally I could hear a few gossips, which were nothing more than about someone who favored and loved her. Speculation about who fell out of favor.”

Qing Yuxuan raised his head and looked at Ji Fanyin:
"Miao Xingyu is good-looking, but if you meet the regent, you will know that in front of the regent, he, Miao Xingyu, can't even carry his shoes. Therefore, my disdain for Miao Xingyu has nothing to do with his identity. It’s not because he has the Queen’s favor that I hate him.”

Ji Fanyin was curious:

"why?"

"I despise him simply because he is Miao Xingyu."

"..."

Qing Yuxuan looked at her, smiled, and his tone couldn't help but become a little more relaxed:
"Guess what Miao Xingyu is best at?"

Ji Fanyin blinked and replied:

"Carrying out evil with good looks?"

"...It's my fault, I shouldn't have asked you this." Qing Yuxuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Miao Xingyu was so beautiful when he was a boy that people and gods were angry. What was even more beautiful than his face was the painting he made with his own hands. Talent. However, 18 years ago, someone cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings, and also used extremely cruel methods to break ten of his fingers."

Ji Fanyin widened her eyes exaggeratedly:

"Wow~ Who is so cruel?"

Qingyu Xuan said clearly:
"Regent."

"Your father?!"

Qing Yuxuan nodded: "Eighteen years ago, Miao Xingyu's brother rebelled and poisoned the Snow Emperor Qingyu Ruoguang. In the entire Miao family, except Miao Xingyu who was lucky enough to survive, everyone was tortured and no one died intact."

Ji Fanyin did not comment on the Miao family's rebellion, but just asked:
"Are you worried that Miao Xingyu's motives for staying in the harem are not pure?"

Qing Yuxuan:
"I don't care about his motives. What makes me uncomfortable is him. When I was ignorant, every time I saw him, he was always smiling. I didn't understand at that time how someone could smile even when being punished. I had to come out. Later, when I heard his story and saw his smiling face, I felt creepy."

The corners of Qing Yuxuan's mouth tightened unconsciously, and his expression became serious:
"Tell me, if you were him, would you hate the regent?"

Ji Fanyin tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment, and said:
"If I were him, no matter whether the Miao family brought it upon themselves or not, I would not only hate your father, but I would also break every bone in your father's body with my own hands to avenge the pain of my broken bones."

She stretched out her hand, patted his arm three times, and said with emotion:
"But, Xuan Benbenben, if you cut the grass without eradicating the root, you will be reborn after spring. I don't believe that anyone will truly regret it. If I were your father, after all these years, I would not let Miao Xingyu get the slightest chance." Jump forward to today. If I were your father..."

Qing Yuxuan gritted his teeth and said:
"Try to say it again!"

Ji Fanyin raised the corner of her mouth and showed a big smile:

"Your father! Your father, your father, the regent, will not fail to understand the reason why Xiao Qiang was caused. Miao Xingyu can live under his nose until now. There are only two reasons. First, he, Miao Xingyu, at least has the ability to protect himself. Secondly, the person who has protected Miao Xingyu until now is beyond the reach of the Regent. And the person who the Regent cannot touch... you know that, right?"

Knowing who she was referring to, Qing Yuxuan felt even more depressed.

She could make a rough guess based on just a few words from him.

He didn't know whether to praise her for being smart or reflect on how stupid he was. He had suffered many losses before he understood the relationship.

Qing Yuxuan felt very uncomfortable and hummed awkwardly:
"Hey, when you see the regent, it would be nice if you didn't jump on him and drool. It would be nice for the old man... hmph."

Ji Fanyin stared at Qing Yuxuan's face for a long time and suddenly asked:
"How much worse are you...than your father?"

"Ji Fanyin!!" Qingyu Xuan was angry, turned around and shouted into the room: "Brother Qingchen!"

(End of this chapter)