Lord, don't play with me: the genius son, Lolita's mother

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For some reason, Qiqi felt that there was an indelible sadness in that voice, which made her submerged in sadness unconsciously.

She knew that there must be a story, a sad story.

I have seen before that the ancient imperial palace was full of crises and battles everywhere. He must have experienced those crises and battles.

Looking at him, there was pity unconsciously. [

"That year, on the birthday of my concubine's mother, my father held a banquet in the back garden for all the concubines in the harem to celebrate. But who knew that someone would dare to poison my concubine's wine, and it would be fatal. The poisonous poison, the concubine mother died on the spot."

When he said this, he suddenly paused, and heaved a long sigh, his eyes were slightly red, and there was hatred in his eyes.

"The blood spewed out of the mother's mouth was sprayed on the dishes in front of me. The scarlet blood was shocking... For the rest of the days after that, the king couldn't eat the food at all, and spit it out as soon as he swallowed it. !"

Ye Wuyan's voice was very deep, and it always made people feel sad when he said it slowly.

"Until that night, Uncle Liu cooked a bowl of egg fried rice and handed it to me. He said: If you want to avenge your mother and concubine, then eat it! He left after saying this! Ben Wang was silent for half an hour, staring at the bowl of rice, then picked it up, ate it in one gulp, and didn't spit it out again!"

He said slowly, with a smile on his lips, but it looked even more sad.

His tone was very light, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but she felt inexplicably sad.

She could feel the pain in his heart.

Harem battles have always been tragic and merciless.

In the harem, human life is worse than that of ants.

She wanted to speak, but she didn't know how to comfort him. This aloof prince regent didn't live a better life than ordinary people.

"So, you've been eating Uncle Liu's food?" Su Qiqi asked.

He nodded.

She suddenly felt very sorry for him. For so many years, she only ate meals cooked by one person. If she came out, she would almost always be hungry.

She knew that he was mainly psychological.

As if thinking of something, she smiled brightly: "Why don't I cook you a dish at noon?"