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954. Easy to change but old people's heart 24

Queer: "..."

Empress, please be kind and be a human being!

I said clearly that I wouldn't dare to kill it, but I didn't let it roar in my heart.

But, well, it seems that the empress is no longer a human being. She is indeed a bit forced to be a human being.

So, okay, that's it.

Lord Chushen, please be strong!

As a enchanting concubine who wants to establish herself as a gentle and tolerant person who silently gives without expecting anything in return, even if she despises the boy for being weak and useless, Zhen Shan's features are still gentle and worried, and her acting skills are flawless.

She held his thin wrist and placed her white fingertips on his pulse.

When the child was touched by her, his face turned even redder and he wanted to shrink back as if he was electrocuted.

He was crawling on the ground just now, and his hands were very dirty, and they would stain her.

Even if the child is injured, he is still very strong. Zhen Shan easily held down his hand and said, "Don't move."

The warm power traveled along the meridians, and the child felt that the five internal organs that had been clenched into a ball had relaxed a lot.

He looked at her blankly, opened his lips, but didn't know what to say.

Zhen Shan asked softly: "Go back with your sister first?"

go back?

Where to go back?

The child was confused for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "The emperor ordered me to be imprisoned."

Zhen Shan glanced at the violent room, the tenderness on his face disappeared, and said calmly: "When you return to Qionghua Palace, no one will dare to say anything."

The child's breathing was quick, and he blurted out: "Who are you?"

Zhen Shan was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to ask this question, and sighed softly: "I won't hurt you."

"I know, but..."

Are you someone close to your mother? Or, or...

The child has some guesses in his mind, but they are just so unbelievable that it is difficult not to get entangled in them.

But suddenly his eyes widened.

"Mother," he suddenly grabbed Zhen Shan's hand and said anxiously, "My mother, she..."

He had caused this problem, and he didn't know how the emperor would anger her?

Zhen Shan rubbed his hair helplessly, "Don't worry, the Queen is fine."

The child looked at her uneasily, "Really?"

Zhen Shan smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

The child hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips in embarrassment and embarrassment, puffed up his cheeks, and gathered up his courage, "Can you, can you take me to see my mother?"

For ten years, the child has never asked anyone for anything, nor has he troubled anyone. Of course, no one has helped him.

He never asked anyone for anything, because he knew that no one would be willing to reach out to him.

But regarding the queen, he begged again and again.

A child admires his mother?

Zhen Shan chuckled in his heart, but there seemed to be hesitation on his face.

The child's eyes dimmed and he whispered: "I'm sorry."

Is it really his extravagant hope?

Zhen Shan sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to him, "Let's go."

The child suddenly raised his head, the disappointment in his eyes had not dissipated, and he was confused again, as if he could not understand her words.

No, he understood every word, but when she said it in her gentle voice, he didn't seem to understand.

"Why, why?"

"What?"

The child looked at her gentle eyes in confusion and stuttered: "Why, why are you so nice to me?"

It is obvious that he is a cursed unknown demon star, and it seems that he deserves to be abandoned by the whole world.

Zhen Shan pursed his lips and smiled, "So, do you want to chat with your sister now? Or go see the queen first?"

Thinking of his mother, the child came back to his senses and quickly put his hand in her soft and warm palm.

No matter how many doubts he had in his mind, the most important thing now was to make sure that his mother was fine.

Zhen Shan smiled good-naturedly and led him out of the violence room.



Jingyue Palace

The Eighth Prince Sima Hu was in a coma for several days and finally woke up.

It was just okay when he fainted, but when he woke up he found that he had almost been beaten to a disability. How could the always arrogant little bully be willing to do this?

The naughty child who cheated her mother yelled for the queen to find the thief.

Queen: "..."

There are no thieves, but there are evil spirits!

Not to mention that the evil ghost was "out of his wits", even if it wasn't there, she wouldn't dare to look for it even if the queen had the courage to do so.

The Queen managed to calm Sima Hu down with some persuasion, but at this moment, Aunt Cui, who had woken up, was helped in by the palace servants. She loyally wanted to tell her master what happened that day as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the queen had not yet realized that the unknown demon star had come to her palace to cause trouble during the Qianqiu Festival. When she heard the words "Fourth Prince", Sima Hu instantly exploded.

"Mother, what's going on? You said that Erchen is your only son and Yaoxing is nothing? Now he can enter and leave Jingyue Palace freely. Do you want to recognize Yaoxing back?"

The Queen...The Queen is so annoyed!

As for the child who had just been brought to Jingyue Palace by Zhen Shan in disguise, he was not happy to see his mother yet, and the words of Sima Hu echoed in his ears.

Yao Xing? Nothing? Doesn’t he recognize his son?

The child stood there stunned for a moment.

Zhen Shan raised her eyebrows slightly and almost applauded Emperor Xia Ming for his death and reincarnation.

My dear, before she takes action, this idiot has already committed suicide.

So, how can such a stupid bitch be able to carry the luck of an emperor in two lifetimes? There is no other explanation other than the blindness of heaven.

Tiandao: "..." No cue, no date!

As for the boy's sudden betrayal from his family, the empress felt calm.

The road he chooses is his own, and his blindness is his own business. In this way, whether it hurts or hurts, he must bear it himself.

At this time, no one in Jingyue Palace could see Zhen Shan and the others, so the queen did not perform either.

She touched Mo Simahu's hair lovingly and sighed: "Xiaoba, you are naturally the queen's only son."

Sima Hu didn't believe it, "Where is that demon star?"

The queen sneered, with unconcealed disgust and disgust on her face, "He? He is just a monster that cannot be tolerated in the world. He is not my son."

The child's face turned pale and he stared in disbelief at the loving and gentle mother in his heart.

She clearly said that he was her son, but she was helpless and couldn't accompany her...

Sima Hu frowned, "So, why did the Queen Mother let him come to Jingyue Palace?"
Chapter completed!
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