Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 690 The pain of truth, her tears (5)
He is the prince, and if Queen Yun hadn't sent him out of the palace more than ten years ago, he would be the true son of the Holy Majesty today.With his talent and talent, maybe he can stand out and become a prince, and he can also be crowned a great treasure in the future.

Qiu Mingyue suddenly froze, she remembered that Feng Qingyue seemed to have a close relationship with the eldest prince, but in fact she had a very good personal relationship with Feng Qingli.She thought of the old lady Xu she met in Zhennan Palace that day, and the relationship between Mrs. Ping'anhou and Queen Yun.Reminds me of Prince Rong...

For so many years of hatred, so many years of keeping a low profile, has he ever thought about taking that position?

She didn't break free from his arm, he still held her, and he could feel every slight change in her.

He stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, his voice soft and low.

"Don't cry..."

Qiu Mingyue felt pain in her heart, but she couldn't stop her tears.

"Stop it, stop it."

She clutched his arm tightly, weeping and begging hoarsely.

Feng Qingli sighed, seemingly helplessly and gently took her back into her arms.

"How did you become so crying?"

Qiu Mingyue's tears flowed even more ferociously.How painful would it be for him to tear the darkest memory deep in his memory in front of her?How much do you hate?How angry?But he tried his best to restrain himself, just because of her tears.

My heart seemed to be stabbed with a blunt knife. There was no blood, but the pain was so painful that my whole body hurt. Even the tears that flowed seemed to have life-like, tearing pain.

Qiu Mingyue never knew that her heart could hurt like this.It was as if the soul had been pulled out of the body, and when it reached the extreme, it gave birth to numbness.

Now he is smiling so gently, but because he is already numb from the pain?
th.

I want to cry without tears.

Is that right?Today's him, the person who is stroking her hair like cotton wool at this moment, seems to have already been numb under such a gentle and calm face?
"Zijing."

Apart from calling his name, Qiu Mingyue didn't know what to say or what to do.She thought, why didn't she come to him sooner?Why didn't you treat him better before?Why are you indifferent to his contribution?Why were you so indifferent to him before?Why... is this world so cruel?
He is just a 17-year-old boy.

Those people, why are they so cruel and merciless to him?

That person, that lofty emperor, why is he so cold-blooded?Is that cold dragon chair really that important?Is the temptation of power really that great?So big that he didn't hesitate to hurt his first wife, and he didn't hesitate to watch his own son drown in the flames without moving.He did not hesitate to let his wife be buried in the sea of ​​flames, leaving no bones left.

How could he be like this?

Does he still have a heart?
And Prince Rong, how deeply affectionate is he for Empress Yun, that he treats the son she had with the man who stole everything from him as his own?How did he suppress the hatred in his heart and remain true to that person all these years?As a prince, he has no real power in the court. How did that person suppress and exclude him all these years?

As if knowing what she was thinking, Feng Qingli smiled softly, and said: "My mother will never forget my father until she dies. He hates my father deeply, and even always suspects that my father has ambitions to usurp the throne. So over the years, frequently Suppressing the father has cut off all the rights in the hands of the father. If the late emperor hadn't made a will before his death, so that he could not hurt the life of the father anyway. In addition, the queen mother has been mediating in these years, I am afraid that the father already……"

He smiled again, looking at his legs.

"Xixi rescued me from the fire, but my leg was broken. Originally..."

There was a sudden pause in his voice, and strong hatred and pain rose in his eyes again.

"At that time, it can actually be cured."

Qiu Mingyue suddenly raised her head and looked at him with wide eyes.

Feng Qingli smiled sadly, "He suspected that I was a bastard born from an affair between my mother and my father. He hated my mother for betraying him, so he wanted me to die."

His tone was very cold, like ice in the winter moon, so cold that Qiu Mingyue shivered along with his body.The reason she trembled was not because of his cold tone.It was because of the bloody truth that stretched out of her mind.

"He refused to allow the imperial physician to diagnose and treat me, and even arrested me to let me die on my own. Later, the emperor's grandmother came back and rescued me from him. He also invited the imperial physician, and he saw me and his I have the same birthmark, so I know that I am his own flesh and blood. Hehehe..."

He suddenly laughed, there were no tears in his eyes, but it seemed that his face was covered with tears.The drips are bloody, and the pain penetrates into the bone marrow.

"But do you know Xuanxuan? It's already too late. He sent people to torture me, torture me, and poison me. The poison was smeared on those instruments of torture little by little, eroding my body little by little... until finally, I I have no feeling in my legs anymore..."

"Stop it, I beg you, stop it."

Qiu Mingyue suddenly hugged his head, shouted loudly, tears fell one by one, stained his clothes, and burned his heart.She was full of pain and anger, and a strong hatred rose in her heart.She thought of Emperor Xiaoren with a gentle smile in the Golden Phoenix Palace just now, of the dignified and graceful empress, of the gentle and hypocritical concubine De, of the empress dowager, of...

If Emperor Xiaoren was in front of her at this moment, she would definitely draw her sword without hesitation, and stab his chest fiercely.

He is not worthy to be a king, not worthy to be a husband, not worthy to be a father.He is not worthy, not worthy!
And the Queen Mother, what role did she play in these past secrets?
"Today he told you that you are the second person who dares to look at him directly. Hehe, because the first one is my mother."

Feng Qingli's voice was very light, but it was full of deep ridicule.

"Back then, he tried his best to get my mother, but caused her family to be overthrown. All relatives died overnight, even her first child died. In the end, he finally gave birth to his own child, but he couldn't see each other again. Recognize each other. That person gave her the most honorable status, but let her struggle to survive in the harem strife. She shed tears every day, and in the end, because of his suspicion and the rumors of those who had a heart, he made him kill him cruelly. He killed her, and didn't even give her a whole body. He thought he was so kind to my mother, and people couldn't stand my mother's 'betrayal', so he burned all traces of my mother in the palace."

Feng Qingli raised her head, the glacier in her eyes seemed to freeze the flowers outside the window, then slowly shattered into ice cubes, and finally melted into water.

"My mother died, and he named that woman as his queen, the executioner who killed my mother. He gave that woman all the favors he had given my mother before, and even built an even more beautiful house for her. It is the luxurious Fengqi Palace. Hehe... Isn't it ironic?"

(End of this chapter)