The reborn daughter is a concubine

Chapter 583 The Grand Finale (42)
Duan Wuyou's eyes tightened, and he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, for some reason, the knife couldn't go through, as if there was a voice in his heart clamoring, he couldn't let Qiaoer see such a side of himself!
Duan Wuxia and An Qiao saw the scene in front of them, the bound queen, the bloody emperor on his legs, and the murderous intent on Duan Wuyou's face. Just now, they had already fallen asleep, but they heard the guards When the news came, he immediately got up and rushed over!
Duan Wuxia has always been wary of Duan Wuyou. He thought his target would be on Qiao Er, but he never expected that it would be the emperor and queen!Just now, when he came in, he heard Duan Wuyou's words, and he was puzzled, Wuyou's mother?How could Wuyou's mother's death have something to do with the father, the queen and the queen? !

"Wuyou, kill him quickly!" Uncle Ling urged loudly again, with a trace of defense in his eyes, he fixedly looked at Duan Wuyou, his eyes became sharper, "Have you forgotten your hatred? Kill him quickly!"

Duan Wuyou was startled, Uncle Ling's voice kept echoing in his ears, one after another, as if gradually controlling his thoughts, looking at the dazzling blood on the emperor's leg, looking at the emperor's face Frightened, the madness in his eyes burned once again, killing him!Kill him, and the hatred he has carried for so many years will be completely freed, just stab the dagger in his hand into his heart!

An Qiao looked at him fixedly, his eyes flickered slightly, as if thinking of something, he suddenly called out, "Cen Feng!"

Hearing this name, Duan Wuyou's eyes became softer, as if he was struggling. An Qiao knew that Duan Wuyou was no longer Duan Wuyou, and if it was Cen Feng, he might not be that Cen Feng. !The look in his eyes was too scary, with a trace of unusual weirdness!
The queen has been thinking about Duan Wuyou's announcement just now, "In the palace where she once lived, use your blood to pay homage to the soul of my mother"? !This used to be Chan'er's palace, but Chan'er was not Wuyou's mother. Although Wuyou lost her mother at a young age, her mother was just an ordinary concubine in the emperor's harem, not Chan'er. Subconsciously looking at the man who kept urging Duan Wuyou, trying to calm himself down, thinking, suddenly, the queen yelled loudly at Duan Wuyou, "Wuyou, don't let the traitor take advantage of you! Your Mother died of illness, how can you take revenge?!"

The emperor also realized something, looking at Duan Wuyou, "Your mother has never lived in this palace, this has always been the place where Chan'er lived, you..."

Duan Wuyou's eyes were slightly dazed, and he shouted loudly, "She is my mother!"

"No, she's not! Chan'er only has one daughter!" The queen said immediately, looking at Duan Wuyou without turning for a moment, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes!
An Qiao and Duan Wuxia, who were watching all this, suddenly understood, there must be something they didn't know!
"Don't believe them! Your mother is Chan'er, and Chan'er is your mother. Have you forgotten her death? She wants you to avenge her and pay homage to her soul with the blood of your enemy , as her beloved son, do you want her to die in peace, kill them! Kill them and you will have revenge, and your mother will be able to rest in peace!" Uncle Ling His eyes froze, and a deep look flashed across his eyes. He had been planning for so long, and he couldn't let him see his success at the last moment!Thinking of what he had done, Uncle Ling's eyes became more determined.

Duan Wuyou's eyes became flustered at this moment, he didn't know who to trust, his memory of his mother was that figure in his mind, why did the emperor father and the queen mother say that she wasn't her?What went wrong?
There was a burst of pain in his head, and Duan Wuyou subconsciously supported his forehead, and there was a trace of trance in his expression!
"Wuyou, Chan'er is really not your mother, your mother is another concubine..." The queen noticed Duan Wuyou's reaction, and said firmly again. Realizing that Duan Wuyou is unusual, even Duan Wuyou himself doubts his own memory!What exactly is going on?

Duan Wuxia's eyes tightened, but he didn't pay attention to Duan Wuyou's reaction. His eyes fell on Uncle Ling who was standing aside, and his agile figure quickly flashed over. In a split second, he slapped Uncle Ling's chest with his palm. , Uncle Ling was caught off guard, so he was slapped hard, stepped back a few steps, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"What did you do to Wuyou?" Duan Wuxia asked sharply, telling him intuitively that Wuyou's anomaly had something to do with this man, and it was probably a conspiracy of his!
Uncle Ling was taken aback, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes, what did he do?How could he tell them what he did to Duan Wuyou? !Enduring the pain, his eyes fell on Duan Wuyou again, and he said loudly, "Wuyou, your mother told you to take revenge, hurry up! Take revenge!"

Duan Wuyou's eyes kept changing, and he struggled even harder. Although An Qiao didn't know the reason for Duan Wuyou's behavior, he made a decision to move toward Qin Zimo. With a wink, Qin Zimo seemed to have a tacit understanding across his eyes, and quickly moved behind Duan Wuyou. At this moment, Duan Wuyou was completely struggling, completely defenseless, Qin Zimo's eyes As soon as he tightened, he hit him fiercely on the neck. Duan Wuyou, who was caught off guard, only felt a sharp pain behind him, followed by continuous dizziness. At that moment, it seemed that something became clear in his memory. !

Uncle Ling was stunned. Seeing Duan Wuyou fainting, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Then he subconsciously clenched the dagger out of his waist and stabbed at the emperor sitting on the chair. , he did it himself, today, he absolutely cannot let this person live!

Duan Wuxia was keenly aware of his intentions, and the moment he rushed over, he immediately followed him. Watching the sharp dagger stabbing towards the emperor's chest, Duan Wuxia's eyes froze, as if he had used [-]% of his strength. With great strength, he kicked towards the dagger, and with great strength, he took the dagger out of Uncle Ling's hand. Unwilling to reconcile, Uncle Ling attacked the emperor again. He only had one hope at this moment, which was to watch the emperor die with his own eyes. , he knew that this was his last chance!

(End of this chapter)