The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 860

"My son, before leaving, King An told you to stay in this room for four full hours, but before these two hours, you can't go out!"

In the room, a man dressed in a short black boy's attire tightly hugged Xie An's thigh, and his cheeks were covered with cold sweat.

Xie An's eyes were full of impatience, and he kicked him fiercely: "You little slave, what does this son do, do you need your consent?"

He used all his strength for this kick, and the boy was kicked by him and lay on the ground, panting mournfully, clutching his stomach tightly.

But when he came back, he caught a glimpse of Xie Cheng at the door from the corner of his eye, and the young man didn't care about anything at the moment, dragged his body even while crawling, and hugged Xie Cheng's leg tightly again.

"No, son! King An explained it before he left. If the important matter of King An is ruined, the slave will not be able to bear it!"

Xie Cheng was extremely irritable. Since his father left, his life in this life was not as good as that of a prisoner in prison. He was trapped in this room all day, sitting for a day.

He raised his foot and wanted to kick it again, but it was a pity that the young man had learned how to do it now, and exhausted all his strength to hold him, but he couldn't shake it off, and the kick didn't land on him.

Xie Cheng took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, calmed down again, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking straight at the boy.

He was uncharacteristically, but it made the boy's scalp tingle, he swallowed his saliva, and his face turned pale.

Seeing the fearful look on this servant's face, Xie Cheng found it rather amusing. He smiled playfully and said in a gentle tone, "I can't tell, but you are a sincere servant, and you take my father's words seriously."

Seeing the way he was talking and laughing at Yan Yan, the young man seemed to be really not angry, so he relaxed his vigilance for a while, and persuaded him earnestly: "My lord, please be patient for now, it will be fine when King An comes back."

Xie Cheng stared at him for several times with a pair of dark, prey eyes that didn't make any sense. Just as the boy's scalp was numb, he felt goosebumps all over his body. When he felt like retreating, he suddenly pinched his chin, and said in a tone With full malice.

"Since you are so loyal, why don't you also be loyal to this son?"

The boy was strangled by him, subconsciously leaned back, raised his head, facing Xie Cheng's ferocious and crazy face.

"Come on, cut off his limbs for me, put him in the tank, put it behind the screen, and perform filial piety by my father's bedside day and night for my son!"

Hearing this, the boy lost all color in his face, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

This is to make him a pig!

"My son...you can't treat this slave like this...I know I'm wrong, please spare my life..."

Looking at the boy kneeling at his feet, with a pool of yellow liquid on his body, which was pungent and eye-catching, Xie Cheng covered his nose in disgust, and pushed away several steps in a row, watching the nurse dragging the boy down. Go down, smiling, as if seeing something interesting.

It's too late to beg for mercy now.

With this lesson learned from the past, no one dared to stop him. Although Xie Cheng was proud of himself, he was still apprehensive. He glanced at the guard who was standing beside him with his head bowed and trembling, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Take off your clothes!"

The Nursing Court didn't understand his intentions, and only thought that he had offended His Royal Highness, so that he thought of a way to humiliate him.

Taking off his clothes with a look of death on his face, the boy couldn't help crying.

Xie Cheng waited impatiently, and was even more irritable when he cried, and immediately slapped him: "Why are you crying, crying for this son? This son is not dead yet!"

The boy was slapped and fell to the ground, he didn't dare to cry anymore, he just shed tears silently, took off his clothes one by one, and quickly took off his inner clothes.

A maid next to him carefully handed the tea to Xie Cheng. Xie Cheng took a sip leisurely, turned his head and saw the boy's movements, saw that he was still going to take it off, couldn't bear it anymore, his temples jumped , kicked up again.

"You shameless thing, told you to take off your coat for this son, what are you doing?"

The boy realized later that Xie Cheng wanted him to take off his clothes, not because he wanted to beat him and kill him, not to mention that he was going to kill his descendants and send him to the palace as a eunuch, but To put on his clothes, to hide the eyes and ears.

It was like being reborn at the moment, and the little servant wept bitterly, crying and laughing at the same time.Xie Cheng didn't bother to teach him a lesson, and picked up the clothes in disgust for a while.

If it weren't for the countless pairs of eyes in the capital now staring at the place where they live, he wouldn't touch such dirty things.

After entering the room and changing his clothes, Xie Cheng, dressed as a servant, slipped out from the back door half an hour later.Before leaving, he glanced cautiously and found that there was nothing unusual around him, so he was relieved.

And in a place that Xie Cheng couldn't see, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face in black clothes ran quietly in another direction.

After a while, the middle-aged man appeared in the restaurant, and reported respectfully through the bead curtain: "Princess, Xie Cheng has come out, and now he is going to the Four Seasons Garden."

Song Xieyu was sitting behind the bead curtain, her small face was full of chills, and she snorted after a long time: "I really can't hold back, King An got this son, just to make his wish come true, I'm afraid he can't keep it." Don't live for 50 years."

Even if Wang An really sits on the throne, but after a hundred years, with Xie Cheng's unmotivated appearance, the throne will be snatched away by others in less than 20 years.

Making wedding clothes for others, and in the end, he ended up with no good end, so why does Wang An have to do that?

It's a pity that he was overwhelmed by power. The first emperor suppressed him for decades, and proclaiming himself emperor has become an obsession in his bones. He can't see such a simple truth.

"Notify Wang Xingyuan that the plan is still the same. Don't let Xie Cheng see it."

The middle-aged man was very knowledgeable, he answered without saying much, and quickly left the restaurant with his head down.

Yushu Yuxian was standing behind Song Xieyu, both of them looked happy.

These people absolutely shouldn't, and the last thing they should do is touch Miss Mei.

Now that Miss Mei is lying on the bed, they feel distressed when they see it. No matter what price Xie Cheng pays, he deserves it.

Song Xieyu drank the last cup of tea slowly, then stood up lightly, and said in a cold voice, "Let's go, let's go and see the excitement."

She has been planning behind the scenes for half a month, and now that the retribution has finally arrived, is there any reason for her not to watch it?She had to watch it to her heart's content, which relieved her resentment.

When a group of people arrived at Four Seasons Garden, Wang Xingyuan had arranged for people to wait for him. Now that he saw them, he led them to the backyard without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)