The daughter-in-law of the cold father and the hot concubine

Chapter 753 The Empress Dowager is dead, really dead! (1)
Smiling and laughing, his eyes were red from laughing, tears came out from laughing, that cold and proud face from childhood to adulthood showed other unusual expressions as if collapsed, Yan Zibin smiled, looking at Yan Futian with chilling gaze, also Only hate is left.

I thought of how noble and beautiful King Zhao was when he was alive.Even if King Zhao has the support of the emperor's grandmother, his father has always favored him, and he will never let King Zhao's limelight overwhelm him.Ever since the concubine Qin's chamber caught fire, his father appointed his mother's queen as the queen and him as the crown prince. Since then, he has attracted much attention in Dayan Kingdom. His father appointed him as the heir, and he has always regarded himself as a great Yan. The future emperor of the country.Since then, he has not allowed anyone to surpass him, and at that time he thought that his strongest opponent was King Zhao, so he fought openly and secretly with King Zhao wholeheartedly.

Just after the tragic death of King Zhao, before he had time to applaud, the return of King Xian disrupted all his plans and fantasies.

Because Concubine Qin is not dead!Because Concubine Qin was still alive, Emperor Father began to pay more attention to King Xian.

Not only did the father attach great importance to the concubine Qin and the virtuous king, but he was also indifferent to his mother and queen.He deeply felt the difference between his father and imperial concubine Qin and the virtuous king, and he was more afraid of the virtuous king than Zhao Wang.Because he knew that Concubine Qin was the only woman his father had ever loved...

The former father-son relationship gradually faded in his heart.Others didn't believe that his father would abolish him and make him a virtuous king as the crown prince, but he not only believed it, but was sure of it.It's just a matter of time...

Seeing him laughing wildly, Yan Futian didn't stop, just watching him indifferently.

A large part of the reason why their father and son have come to where they are today is due to him.This bastard has always been cautious, arrogant and arrogant, and he has always regarded his paranoid temperament as an advantage, so he has never interfered with his actions...

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Yan Zibin's laughter stopped suddenly.

The abnormality behind him made Yan Fu Tianxia consciously turn around. It didn't matter if he saw it, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he walked quickly to the dragon bed.

At this moment, Yan Zibin was lying on the dragon bed, sweating profusely, his face twisted, his whole body twitching non-stop while clutching his heart.

"Emperor?!" Yan Futian turned pale with fright, grabbed him and shook him.No matter how much he hated in his heart, when he saw his son suffering so much, as his own father, he still couldn't hide his subconscious worry.

"Father..." Yan Zibin moaned in pain, grabbing him indiscriminately, "Save...save me..."

"Come on! Come on—" Yan Futian roared outside.

Standing beside the dragon bed, looking at Yan Zibin who was in unbearable heartache, Yan Futian asked Yan Hongxuan in disbelief, "You said he can only live for two years?"

From the moment he stepped into the bedroom, Yan Hongxuan remained expressionless, even when he was feeling Yan Zibin's pulse, he didn't show any extra emotion.Facing Yan Futian's disbelief, he remained silent.

And Yan Zibin was still groaning in pain, his curled up and twitching body almost rolled over, the sweat on his head was like raining, "Father... Father, save... save me..."

Yan Futian bit his lip, looking at him with hatred and pain.This scoundrel will become what he is today, and he is to blame for it.The witches are vicious, and no one in the arena dares to offend them easily, but he is on the side of the witches.

Turning around, he looked at his expressionless son beside him, "Xuan'er, is there no way to heal his heartache?"

Hearing this, Chu Yuliang, who was sitting on a chair watching a play, couldn't sit still anymore, got up and walked over to pull her grandfather behind her, and replied very bluntly to Yan Futian, "I wonder if you are going too far? What do you think of our Hongxuan? Do you think he is a god and can save everything? Do you think he is a living saint and can save everyone?"

Don't say she is ruthless, she really can't understand these people.Isn't there a saying, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, since you have made your own decision to bear the sins you have committed, why should you involve their husband and wife.Is it because of these ridiculous family ties that they and their husbands should be allowed to call around and use them at will?Why? !

Yan Futian's face turned blue and white, he was too embarrassed to speak.

Yan Hongxuan embraced his own woman in front of him, but said indifferently, "The poison has already attacked my heart, and there is nothing I can do."

After finishing speaking, he led Chu Yuliang and walked out without looking back.

Watching the back of their husband and wife leaving, Yan Futian pursed his thin lips, but he didn't have the courage to ask them to stay.

Looking back, looking at his son in pain on the bed, he felt pain from the heart.Leaving aside whether Xuan'er can be cured or not, all of this is his own fault...

Looking at the prescription left by Yan Hongxuan on the table, although it can't cure Yan Zibin's heartache, it can alleviate his temporary pain.He has only two years to live, and within these two years he has to suffer from angina pain. He is now in the early stage of the disease. Although these pains will not kill him for the time being, it is impossible to predict when this pain will attack, maybe It will happen once in a few days, maybe once in a few months, or maybe only at the end... And as time goes by, the degree of angina will become more and more serious.Two years... maybe in less than two years, people will choose to kill themselves because they can't bear it.

Holding the prescription, thinking of what Yan Hongxuan said earlier, two lines of clear liquid slowly slid down Yan Futian's cold face.

Glancing at his son, who was already so weak from the pain on the dragon bed, he raised his head and took a deep breath, then walked out of the bedroom with the prescription.

After a sleepless night, Yan Hongxuan was not in a hurry to take Chu Yuliang back to the palace, but found a side hall to let her rest first.

Lying on the gorgeous big bed, smelling the strange smell everywhere, Chu Yuliang didn't feel much sleepy for a while.Yan Hongxuan was by her side to accompany her, looking at his taut handsome face, the slightly frowning thick eyebrows had never been relaxed.

Leaning against his shoulder, she whispered, "If you want to save him, you can. I have no objection."

Yan Hongxuan glared at her suddenly, "You think your husband is busy?"

Chu Yuliang shook his head and sighed, "To be honest, your father seems to hate Yan Zibin, but he has the deepest affection for you, and you can see his attitude, which shows that he still hates his son Yan Zibin. If you want to get along with your father, I just feel aggrieved for you. When did he care about you so much? Even if he wants to treat you well in the future, I can't let it go. There is a wound in my heart, and even if it is mended, there will be pain. Scar. As for Yan Zibin, I have nothing to sympathize with. I just feel pitiful for Yan Hua. He has no mother since he was a child. He probably doesn’t know what a father’s love is. Don’t blame me for thinking too much, I’m just worried After Yan Hua finds his mother, he will think of looking for his father, and his father may not be alive by then. It is also a sad thing that he is doomed not to have complete family affection in this life."

(End of this chapter)