Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 85

The queen sighed: "Brother, that little bastard can't be kept, he must be killed, the sooner the better. And that Mo Li can't leave future troubles, brother, cut the weeds and roots." The prime minister's eyelids twitched violently, and his eyes became Chaos up.

The wind suddenly rose, and the dark clouds in the sky were terribly low. It seemed that the dark clouds were within reach. The rumbling, low-pitched thunder woke up the sleeping birds on the trees, and they spread their wings in fright and flew towards the place they could avoid. Oncoming heavy rain.

The rockery had already quieted down, and Shangguanxi even saw two eunuchs dragging away the dead peonies like rag sacks, and their long hair took away the broken petals like a broom.

In the gray sky, a snake-like lightning bolt ripped apart the dark clouds like a hole. The lightning seemed to come out obliquely, and the fine lightning bolts wandered wantonly in the sky.

Suddenly a long bolt of lightning broke free from the control of the sky and ran towards the ground. The lightning hit a rockery next to Shangguanxi, and Shangguanxi, who was curled up in one place, could even smell the burning smell.

The rockery seemed to be unable to withstand such a rapid force, and finally shattered and cracked in response. The lightning pierced through the rockery, and also pierced Shangguanxi's soul. Shangguanxi seemed to have fallen into a black vortex, suffocating Shangguanxi's internal organs excruciating pain.

It turned out that I had such an unbearable past, that I was just a pawn on the chessboard, a dirty biological mother, and my father didn't know who it was.

There was a sudden pain on his face, and the strong wind carried the branches and stones on the ground and threw them towards Shangguanxi. The rain poured down, and Shangguanxi curled up beside the collapsed rockery like a stone statue, letting the rain wash away.

The sound of thunder woke up Mo Li who was sleeping in Shangguan Feng's arms. Mo Li raised his head in fear and looked at the small window of the dungeon. The lightning was reckless and the thunder was rolling, illuminating the gloomy sky.

Shangguan Feng clasped his hands and closed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Mo Li suddenly felt a little embarrassed and twisted his body: "The thunder today is so terrifying, it seems like it's about to split something."

Shangguan Feng hugged Mo Li tightly in his arms again: "Don't be afraid, with me here, I will help you carry it when the sky falls." No one will carry it alone.

Shangguanxi's hair stuck to his pale face in strands, and he walked aimlessly in the palace in the heavy rain, washing away the gilt cornices and red lacquer walls in the palace.

The gray Tenglong stone ladder in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was washed by the rain, giving off a quiet light. Shangguan Xi looked up at the totem symbolizing power, with a ferocious face, sharp claws like hooks, and a flaming sun in his bloody mouth.

Shangguanxi stepped forward and raised his foot and stomped on Long Totem's head fiercely, pressing left and right. Since you won't give me a way out, I, Shangguanxi, swear that from now on, I will trample everything about your Shangguan family under my feet.

Shangguanxi walked slowly to the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and knelt down with a plop. The wind and rain were precarious. Shangguanxi's thin body seemed to be like a lonely boat in the wind and rain, ups and downs.

A pair of sparrows chirped at the window eaves above the dungeon. Mo Li reluctantly opened his eyes. In fact, Mo Li didn't sleep well that night. It rained all night last night, and the sound of thunder was terrifying. Mo Li was also afraid that Shangguan Feng would catch a cold, and that Shangguan Feng's arm would hurt after sleeping hard.

It was finally dawn, Mo Li let out a sigh of relief, and said to himself as if he was finally relieved: "It's finally dawn."

(End of this chapter)