Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 158 Assassination at night, a chance encounter in the temple (3)
Qiu Mingxu had never seen Qiu Mingyue speak so harshly, she couldn't help but froze, tears stood on her eyelashes, but they never fell.

Qiu Mingyue was very angry, Qiu Mingxu was only nine years old, if her heart was full of hatred every day, it was hard to guarantee that she would not go on evil ways in the future.A child who is only nine years old should have a happy childhood, those hatreds do not belong to her.Why didn't she listen to her painstakingly teaching?

She stood up abruptly, "Think about it for yourself, if you want to go back to the previous life, you can kill Da Furen now to avenge your aunt."

Seeing that she was really angry, Qiu Mingxu quickly grabbed her sleeve, knelt down in front of her as soon as her legs gave way, and begged, "Fifth Sister, I was wrong, please don't go, I was wrong, I'm sorry..." While crying, she confessed her mistake, tears stringed into beads, but her hands were tightly clutching Qiu Mingyue's sleeves, not letting go at all.

"Fifth sister, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Qiu Mingyue's heart softened, she was just a child after all.

She squatted down, "Mingxu, you are right, you are right to remember the kindness of your birth mother. You are right to hate the eldest lady who killed your aunt because of her viciousness. But now you are not qualified to hate, understand? You You're still young, don't let your life live with hatred forever. I don't think your aunt wants you to be like this." She pulled Qiu Mingxu to stand up, sat on the bed, and taught earnestly.

"There is nothing absolute in this world. Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It's not that there is no reward, but that the time has not yet come. When that day comes, maybe you will find that your hatred at the moment is just a joke .Human life is too short. This is a gift from God. It is just a blank piece of paper. We need to use our own hands to draw a beautiful blueprint for life. Don't use all the freedom and rights that God has given us with black hatred. Fill it up. Your life has just begun, you just need to live well and live happily.”

Qiu Mingxu sobbed a few times, and nodded half-understood.

"Well, fifth sister, I understand, I know what to do."

Qiu Mingyue smiled, "Okay, go to sleep."

Qiu Mingxu lay down on the bed, looking at Qiu Mingyue sleeping next to her.

"Fifth sister, I can't sleep, tell me a story."

"Okay, what do you want to hear?"

Qiuming rolled his eyes, "I want to hear the monkey story you told last time."

Qiu Mingyue gave her a pause for pinching the corner of the quilt, "Monkey King?"

"Yes." Qiu Mingxu nodded vigorously, her eyes bright. "You didn't finish talking last time."

Qiu Mingyue lay flat, "Okay, so we're talking about the Monkey King being taken to the Demon Slaying Platform?"

Qiu Mingxu thought for a while, "Slaying Monsters Platform."

"Oh." Qiu Mingyue nodded, and continued: "The words mean that the great sage Qi Tian was taken by all the heavenly soldiers to kill the demons under the platform, tied to the demon subduing column, chopped with knives and axes, stabbed with spears and swords. Don't want to hurt him." body. The stars of the Southern Dipper ordered the gods of the Fire Department to set fire to simmer, but they could not burn..."

Every word and every word, Qiu Mingyue spoke slowly, Qiu Mingxu was fascinated by it, and soon fell asleep.

Qiu Mingyue stopped, then turned off the lights, and closed her eyes.

Outside the door, Feng Qingli lowered her head and thought, what kind of story is this?Is that monkey really that powerful?

Footsteps sounded again behind her, Feng Qingli frowned.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Wang Chen shook his head, "It's becoming more and more irregular."

Feng Qingli suddenly smiled strangely, "I have already sent the news of your return from a long journey back to the palace, the emperor's grandmother should come tomorrow, why don't you leave?"

Wang Chen's eyes were as silent as water, and he said lightly, "Why are you leaving?" He turned around, "Tomorrow, we will retreat and practice."

"You are hundreds of years old, what else do you cultivate? Do you really want to become a fairy?"

Wang Chen kept walking, gradually blending into the night.

Feng Qingli's eyes dimmed, and she seemed to be talking to herself.

"Since life is so painful, why do you still fall in love? So immersed in memories every day, even if you live hundreds of thousands of years, what's the point?"

Shaking his head, he turned the wheelchair and walked in the other direction.

But this night, under the bright and clear moonlight, under the tall building, there was such a conversation.

"What, did you miss it? You're useless." The woman's sharp voice carried anger and unwillingness that pierced the silence.

"This subordinate deserves to die." Someone in the hall knelt on one knee, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

In the bright paper window, the palace gauze is faint, and one can only vaguely see the woman under the bright light jade beads full of gold hairpins, luxurious and dazzling, can't see her face clearly, only feel that she is oppressive.

After a while, she said: "Who saved her? Feng Qingli again?"

"Yes."

"Damn it." She slapped the square table, and the engraved golden diamond flower inlaid emerald grain armor was almost about to be snapped off by her forcefully.

"He always likes to fight against me, and he shouldn't have left this evil seed behind."

The people in the hall buried their heads even lower, "Your Majesty, Prince Rong's son is very powerful in martial arts, and his subordinates are no match for him."

The woman sneered, "No matter what, it's just a cripple. What's the use? If it wasn't for the empress dowager's pity, when would it be his turn to be the son of Prince Rong?" She picked up a cup of tea and lifted the lid, with an elegant posture And lazy.

"The Empress Dowager thinks that the position of a son can really keep him intact? It's just a whimsical idea. Everyone in Prince Rong's house is not good. He is a cripple, what can he use to compete with him?" She seemed to have great hatred for Feng Qingli, and she spoke The words are bitter and mean, with deep-seated hatred.

The man on the ground said: "Your Majesty, what should we do next?"

The woman was silent for a while, then smiled strangely.

"The fifth young lady of the Qiu family is special. You can find a way to get her portrait some other day. I want to see what kind of celestial beauty is worthy of being rescued by our incomparably honorable Prince Rong's son many times." .”

"Yes."

In a flash, the man under the hall disappeared without a trace.

After sipping tea, she put down the teacup and leaned lazily on the red sandalwood pruned plum blossom couch. A maid in pink immediately came up to hold her shoulders.

"I heard that Master Wangchen has returned from his travels?"

"Yes. The Queen Mother is already preparing to go up the mountain tomorrow."

The woman sneered, "The Queen Mother still hasn't given up."

The servant girl was silent for a while, and said softly: "Young lady, don't be angry, Prince Rong's son has been disabled for so many years, and the imperial doctor in the palace said that there is no cure. Even if Master Wangchen has great abilities, he can't cure him."

The woman didn't speak, just closed her eyes, thinking about the old things many years ago.

After a while, she said again: "I heard that the Empress Dowager is getting better and better?"

The maid's hand stopped, and a bit of fear appeared on her face.

"Yes."

"Hmph, it seems that little girl still has some skills. The Queen gave her such a heavy poison, but she was able to cure it. It's really not to be underestimated."

(End of this chapter)