Tyrant, you're offline again

Chapter 473

He brutally slaughtered thousands of lives in Baili Village, many of whom were old, weak, sick and disabled, and he never left a single one alive.

If it wasn't for him, Xiao Fanfan wouldn't have passed away so early.

To her, he was also one of the culprits who killed Xiao Fanfan.

Thinking of the tragedy of Baili Village back then, of life gradually disappearing before her eyes, of blood staining the whole land red, of Xiao Fanfan's life lost under his sword, Huang Zhenzhen was filled with hatred.

After the incident in Baili Village, she didn't have a good impression of Su Shaoxuan, let alone her beloved man died in his hands.

Su Shaoxuan was puzzled.

He was fine just now, why when he heard his name, he... then...

Could it be... is he really an unknown person?
"I'm sorry... I... I didn't mean to scare my sister."

Su Shaoxuan curled up, leaning against the wall tremblingly, tears glistening in his already rosy eyes, lowered his head pitifully, and hugged his small body helplessly.

Huang Zhenzhen looked down coldly at his scarred little body trembling because of helplessness, that lonely figure could be felt even if he stood far away.

Huang Zhenzhen had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to face him, so he could only turn around and leave resolutely.

He is a poor man, and a hateful man.

In the dark secret room, she could feel a pair of expectant eyes staring at her from behind, as if waiting for her to turn around.

Huang Zhenzhen knew that it was Su Shaoxuan's longing eyes, and he pinned all his hopes on her.

After getting away from the iron prison, Huang Zhenzhen wanted to leave directly, but accidentally swept some steamed buns and a jar of Sanhua wine left by the jailers on the table, Huang Zhenzhen paused.

When she was in the prime minister's mansion, she asked Su Shaoxuan to knock on the prime minister's mansion. He didn't order anything, but ordered a jar of Sanhua wine, which seemed to be a special liking for Sanhua wine.

Thinking of Su Shaoxuan's gurgling stomach just now, Huang Zhenzhen's eyes flickered with confusion.

After a while, I still picked up some steamed buns and Sanhua wine and walked towards the iron prison.

"boom……"

She casually threw the steamed buns in front of Su Shaoxuan, and said lightly, "Eat."

A simple sentence, let's eat, aroused all of Su Shaoxuan's hopes, he suddenly raised his head, and looked at Huang Zhenzhen happily.

"Sister... you... haven't you left?"

Did she leave just to find something to eat for him?
With a flick of Huang Zhenzhen's red clothes, she found a clean place to sit on the floor, uncorked the bottle, and took a big gulp.

This sip of wine was so bitter that she almost burst out with bile.

"Eat quickly if you don't want to starve to death."

Su Shaoxuan held the steamed bun tightly, he had been hungry for a few days, and wished he could eat up all the steamed buns in his hand, but he still kept a steamed bun, timidly put it in front of Huang Zhenzhen, and bowed to Huang Zhenzhen to show his gratitude, this time Only then endured the hunger and ate bite by bite.

He swears, except for the few days with his sister, this is the sweetest steamed bun he has ever eaten in his life.

"You were arrested here, didn't your family know?"

Su Shaoxuan shook his head, "I...I am not welcome at home, my father...father may not even know that there is a son like me."

"Then do you know what the Eighth Prince has brought you here for?"

Su Shaoxuan shook his head again.

All he knew was that he was cold and hungry here, and was being tortured in various ways every day, so he couldn't bear it any longer.

Su Shaoxuan looked at Huang Zhenzhen expectantly, hoping that she could take him away.

Huang Zhenzhen left a cold sentence, "I can't take you away. If you live strong, maybe one day in the future, we will meet again."

Live strong?
He didn't know if he could hold on.

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(End of this chapter)