The heroine of fast wear, she's a little sick

Chapter 366 Return (12)

Since then, An Sixian would come to Feng Mansion to pester her at every turn. With such a leisurely mind, the morning court that had been falling all the time didn't know where to go.

Mr. Feng lost his patience after repeatedly persuading her to no avail. No matter what, he couldn't let his daughter whom he had raised for more than ten years be taken away by this ignorant wolf cub!
He went to court to impeach him many times, but to no avail.

Half of my old life was almost pissed off.

All day in Fengfu, greeting the eighteen generations of An Sixian's family ancestors.

But who made An Sixian's status in the court equal to that of the Patriarch of Anfu, one of the four major families in the capital, even though he was young?

The seven-year farewell does not mean that his influence in the court will be lessened.

He even held the family secrets of many ministers in one hand, so he was naturally afraid of him, and no one dared to offend this dignitary.

Want to be an official for so many years, who hasn't said something that can't be said to the outside world?
On the contrary, the current Holy Majesty didn't care about it at first, but he became curious about this matter after going back and forth.

As far as he knew, An Sixian seemed romantic, but he was actually an absolutely infatuated person.

He didn't think that his feelings would change in just seven years.

Yes, very short.

Seven years was really very short, so short that he sometimes even suspected that everything that happened that day was just a nightmare that was hard to wake up from, as if she had never left.

Today's sage, Xia Wulan.

After more than [-] years of painstaking and solitary planning, he joined forces with Gu Ruhui's son Gu Fengmian and Mr. An's grandson, Old General An's grandson, to enter the palace gate and wash the imperial city with blood.

From an unknown prince, he suddenly became the new emperor of Nanxia.

Uncertainty, ruthlessness, and countless killings.

However, after he ascended the throne as emperor, the first thing he did was not to eliminate the remnants of the party, but to marry Gu Nianzhi, the third daughter of the Gu family who had nothing to do with him at the time, and made him queen.

I don't know how many people's jaws were shocked.

However, that was the beginning after all.

What happened afterwards was embarrassing, the two gradually and completely went on opposite sides, and it was a bad relationship in the end.

He is still alive, but Gu Nianzhi is just a character living in memory.

Just ask in the capital more than ten years ago, there was that rich and famous son who was never fascinated by her, how could it end like that.

If someone said that she was the Demon Empress in front of them, they would definitely have to defend her again.

"Bring the portrait of Miss Feng."

Xia Wulan flicked up the silky black gold-rimmed robe, wrapped it loosely around her body, and sat down, but it was full of majesty that people dare not look directly at.

On weekdays, he likes to dress like this in his private server.

The emperor is good-looking, but he is too good-looking, with slender eyebrows, phoenix eyes, sickly pale skin, red lips like dripping blood, and because of his feminine temperament, he just doesn't speak there, and whizzes like a ghost Infiltrate.

"Yes."

The little eunuch responded tremblingly, stepped back and left, and wiped the sweat from his brow.

He has been replaced in the sixth batch in recent days.

His temperament is really not suitable for being an emperor, he does everything according to his own likes and dislikes, he is partial to martial arts and has great talents.

Since the death of his only opponent, His Majesty Jingyue, who was once the number one power in the country, Qian Jingyue, he has become invincible and his position is unshakable.

All aspects of Xia Kingdom are indeed thriving, but the number of people has plummeted.

Forget it... Who can say whether this kind of thing is suitable or not?
Thousands of years later, it may not be clear whether we will meet again.

After he left, Xia Wulan sighed softly, stretched out her hand, and slowly opened a box, which was made of mahogany lacquer, very precious.

Inside, is a golden hairpin, ornately carved.

Pale and cold fingertips slid across it lightly.

He still remembers how he carefully inserted into her hair bit by bit when they got married.

I still missed it...

Whether it is infatuation, love and hatred, or a hundred years of loneliness, this is what he should bear, and this is his retribution.

He is alive now with only one purpose.Protect their common Xia country.

live...

Live like the walking dead.

He closed the lid and slowly closed his eyes...

"Father!"

A child about six, seven or eight years old ran in from outside with short legs, wearing a luxurious gold silk robe.

The only strange thing is that on that still immature baby face, there are a pair of lavender narrow eyes, and the long hair is silver, very beautiful, like silky silk, as if shed a layer of hazy moonlight.

There is a ghostly difference, and she will be beautiful like a demon when she grows up.

Xia Wulan opened his eyes instantly, lowered his head, and lovingly touched his little furry head.

"what happened?"

But the killing intent quickly flashed across his eyes!But it was quickly covered up.

Judging by his expression, he must have been bullied again.

Damn it!He has issued an imperial decree, and he has almost killed everyone who should be killed. Why is there always someone who doesn't have a long memory and doesn't know how to live or die!
The little silver head was buried in his waist: "Father, someone told my son again today that I don't look like you at all, that I am not my biological father and son..."

"Who?"

The eyes were already red, with paranoia and distortion that was almost insane.

"It belongs to Tuesday's family. He has been studying in school with his son..."

"Kill it!"

Xia Wulan lightly opened her lips and opened her mouth.

Who dares to say that their children are not like him, he will kill them all!Let's see who dares to say a word in the future!See what it looks like!

He lowered his body, his loving eyes made one's scalp tingle, but the little prince didn't seem to notice, his lavender eyes looked at him with admiration.

He knelt down, looked into the clear and bright eyes of the child, and patiently taught him.

"Xiao Ye, you are the prince, and the prince must have the majesty of the prince. A man should not cry all day long."

"If this kind of thing happens again in the future, you don't have to come and tell me, just ask the servants to kill him."

"Remember, you are the prince. You have the absolute right and ability to shut up those voices you don't like. You have that capital."

Xia Qianye nodded with a half understanding.Remember, he is a prince, he has rights, he can kill people, as long as it makes him unhappy.

"Yes, father. Then, my son will retire."

"Go back."

Xia Wulan closed her eyes, a little tired.

Why didn't Xiao Dezi send over the portrait?That's all... I'm not interested anyway.

But on a whim, I just wanted to see what kind of woman that made An Sixian interested.

That's fine, if you think about it, when you go to hell to find her, there will be one less person to fight with her.

Another year of blessing, every time this time, he will visit you.

But that year you left in a hurry, and in the end you didn't even leave your body behind.

Xia Wulan closed her eyes, leaned against the back of the chair, and took a rest with her eyes closed on the chair carved with intricate patterns.

But he didn't realize that the little prince who was supposed to leave at the door looked back slowly, and his original lavender eyes gradually became darker.

It's not the prince.

certainly not……

Your son.

　Two more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)