The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 2666 Benefactor or enemy?

The cold light disappeared in an instant.

Only then did Gui Hu retract the ghost claw.

Prince Tuyuan, who was prostrate on the ground, the moment Hanmang came out of his body, the confusion in his eyes quickly dissipated.

There was light in his eyes again.

"Father?"

The little prince called out tentatively.

Lord Tuyuan raised his head slowly, he saw the little prince clearly for a moment, tears gleamed in his eyes.

"Go away."

"Father!"

Hearing Tu Yuan call out his name clearly, the little prince's nose was sour, and he couldn't care less about Xin Lin and others beside him.

"You father and son have a good talk."

Xin Lin didn't say much, and glanced at Gui Hu.

Gui Hu didn't bother to watch the reunion of father and son, so he disappeared in a flash.

"thanks, thanks."

Tears flowed down the eyes of the little Prince Tuyuan, and he tried to touch Prince Tuyuan.

But there is no way to touch it.

"Qianyuan, the father is dead, you can't touch the ghost."

Prince Tuyuan said sadly.

During these years under the control of the mourning needle, he has always been by the side of the little prince.

He is unconscious most of the time.

Only very rarely did he know that he was by his child's side.

Unknowingly, many years have passed, and the little prince has grown up.

"Father, who did it? Who did it...or is it really my master as you said earlier?"

The little prince's voice was full of anger.

"Master? You mean Yue Xiaoying?"

Prince Tuyuan's eyes became sharp all of a sudden.

"Kneel down."

He snorted angrily.

The little prince hurriedly knelt down.

His heart sank, as if he had understood something.

"She's not your master at all. She's your mother-killing enemy. She, Yue Xiaoying, ruined my royal residence and kept deceiving you. You're also confused. How could...how could..."

Prince Tuyuan was already weeping uncontrollably.

He felt sorry for his dead wife.

"Father, is it really Master? Father, why? Is there any enmity between my palace and Yue Xiaoying? Why does she want to ruin my family? Why does she want to lie to me?"

With too many doubts, the little prince couldn't accept the fact that his master was the enemy who killed his mother.

"Son, we have no hatred with her, and what she cares about is not the power of my palace, but..."

On the empty continental battlefield.

Xin Lin chased after a few steps before catching up with Gui Hu.

Ghost Hu is just ahead.

Xin Lin coughed a few times.

She still owes Guihu an explanation for what happened today.

"I'm sorry about the day. I didn't trust you much."

Xin Lin sighed.

Because of Fu Tiandan, she has always been skeptical about Gui Hu.

Hundreds of evil spirits, it is doomed that it is difficult for her to accept a person sincerely.

"But you trust Murong Ziyue and little Xinzhuo."

Gui Hu's tone was flat, unable to hear any emotion.

"You can't blame me, they are not like you, they are eccentric."

Xin Lin pouted.

The air pressure around Gui Hu's body dropped a little more, and Xin Lin quickly changed his words.

"I was wrong, and I, Xin Lin, swear that from now on, I will never doubt you again. If I misunderstand you again, I will suffer..."

"enough."

Gui Hu interrupted the last word in a deep voice.

He turned around abruptly and "lifted" Xin Lin's small body up.

"???"

Xin Lin was startled, before she could struggle, Gui Hu had already "carried" her under her nose, and Gui Hu's blue eyes clearly reflected her shadow.

(End of this chapter)