Chen Xian lowered his head and looked down at the jade book, and said coldly: "Before I returned to the palace, Su Zhe has figured out a way for you to guard your parents' imperial tomb. After entering, he will never leave for a lifetime.

Now I have also thought of a way for you, that is death.

Which one do you choose, think about it yourself.”

After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the gate of the hall, reached out to hold Su Xian, and the mother and son stood in front of the gate of the hall.

Su Xian turned around and looked at Su Zhe and asked, "Dad, are you leaving?"

Su Zhe had already walked up, but when he passed by Yushu, he said in a voice that only she could hear: "I suddenly regret it again, I want to arrange this retreat for you."

Yushu was stunned for a moment, looking at the back, crying in the hall with a sad and miserable look.

She knew that it was because he was disappointed with her.

All of them hated her, and at this moment even she hated such a self.

Because she wanted to get her own things back so much that even when she found out that she couldn't get them at all, she refused to give up. She just wanted to try her best to hold on to her.

She hated Chen Xian, and she really had the idea to let her die just now.

But then, will it be fine?

She made Axian lose her mother. What will Axian do in the future?

She made Su Zhe lose the person he loved, how would he spend the rest of his life?

She didn't even think about those things at that time.

She only thought about it after realizing it and felt scared.

Looking back carefully, before she decided to come back into the palace, she clearly told herself that she should be much more grateful to Chen Xian, who is now occupying her body.

Because if it weren't for Chen Xian now, she would have been a rotten skeleton.

If it weren't for Chen Xian now, Axian would have disappeared with her when she fell into her belly, and she would have never had the chance to come to this world.

If it weren't for Chen Xian now... Su Zhe, he would have lived a very difficult life and was unhappy.

However, after entering the palace, because I couldn't get it, because of my jealousy and unwillingness, I gradually forgot the gratitude I should have.

Yushu was alone in the hall, murmured in a hoarse voice: "Actually, it's just because you have it."

But probably, she thought she was really wrong.

She obviously didn't look like this.

Why did it become like this?

Along the way, when did she forget her original intention?

Her original intention was not to hurt Su Zhe and Su Xian, nor to make them sad. Her original intention was to make them happier.

She thought they would be happier when she was back.

It's just that the facts go against what she thinks.

She never believed and faced her. It turned out that not everyone was waiting for her to come back.

In their world, she had been away for a long time and had completely become a past.

Then what are she doing after struggling for so long?

She didn't want to let go because she was afraid of being forgotten.

But now, it is easier to forget than being hated and disliked.

After Chen Xian left the main hall, he returned to Su Xian's bedroom.

She held Su Xian's hand, and Su Xian could feel her trembling faintly.

But she didn't say a word until she walked to the bedroom.

After entering the bedroom gate, Chen Xian let go of him just now. Su Xian walked to the bed honestly, kicked his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and consciously pulled the quilt to cover it.

Su Zhe walked into the bedroom, and the atmosphere in the bedroom was very low and depressing for a moment.

Su Zhe used to be able to coax her in a few words, but now, he suddenly didn't know how to comfort her.

Maybe he knew that no matter how much comforted it, it would not work unless Su Xian's fingers could grow back.

This child is her heart flesh, and he is as important as Su Zhe's weight in her heart.

Who dares to touch her child? She can tear the other person like a crazy woman regardless of her identity and has no grace. But in the end, the person who really touched her child was her child herself. What should she do?

Finally, Chen Xian spoke first and asked, "Where is that finger?"

Su Xian was stunned and replied, "It's useless, I'll ask someone to deal with it."

Chen Xian looked up coldly and looked straight at Su Xian: "Have you deal with it?

How to deal with it?”

Su Xian said: "I've buried you."

Chen Xian whispered: "That was born and I raised it. What's your position to bury it if you say it?"

Then she paused again and said, "Xiaohe, the prince said that he had buried it, so go dig it out for me and send it to me."

Xiao He hurriedly responded with a strong nasal voice: "Your Highness the Prince doesn't care and let the servants take it for treatment. But before Her Majesty's orders were made by himself, the servants did not dare to act rashly, so the female is relieved, they are all carefully stored, so I will take it now."

After Xiaohe went, the family of three waited in the bedroom, without saying a word, and they were all silent.

Later, Xiaohe held a small box and delivered it to Chen Xian.

Chen Xian lowered his eyes and looked for a while before reaching out to pick it up.

She slowly opened the lid of the small box and saw Su Xian's little finger lying on the black brocade lining inside.

The little finger is very slender, with blood on the broken part and a white complexion of skin.

The blood has long been solidified, and the tissue on the broken finger has long been necrotic.

If it were earlier, if she had come back from the mountain overnight last night, her finger had been broken for a while, she could try to see if she could help him pick it up, but now, it is impossible... Chen Xian suddenly remembered that she suddenly woke up last night and her heart was beating wildly. It turned out that there was no sign of warning.

She felt anxious and uneasy, but she didn't expect that it would be like this.

Unconsciously, tears suddenly fell on the box, one by one, falling non-stop.

She looked at the box steadily, her eyes became blurry, her lips trembled, she couldn't speak, and she just cried.

She has raised her son for so many years. Although her son is precocious and she is often very strict with him, she is reluctant to move a finger. He did it himself and cut it off... Su Xian was panicked when she saw her mother crying and wanted to come out of the quilt. But as soon as she moved, Chen Xian suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "Lying down well, move around, and breaking your dog's legs!"

Su Zhe came over and took the box from Chen Xian's hand and covered it up. He even glanced at it quickly.

Don't dare to look too carefully.

He is a father, and he can't express and vent his emotions like his mother, otherwise who will comfort him and who will reconcile and comfort him?

It is true that for men, breaking a finger is no big deal, it doesn’t affect anything. At most, it’s a scar, and it’s a bit conspicuous.

If it were Su Zhe himself, he would definitely not care.

The one who can bear this pain is his child, which is another state of mind.
Chapter completed!