Chapter 401

However, Su Yunchu looked at his calm look and smiled gently. His face was Shura like him, "Did Huaiqing do anything terrible? It's just punishing some people with unclean mouths. It's still light. If I hadn't been as happy as Huaiqing, I would let them enter the dreamland, wake up and feel the taste of being killed. I watched myself lose my life and soul, but I couldn't live or die..."

When she said this, her face was also smiling. The bloodthirsty and cruel corners of her mouth seemed to be worse than Murong yuan.

Murong Yuanding looked at her for a long time. At last, there was a slight smile on his face, but he raised his hand and gently scraped Su Yunchu's nose, "little witch!"

Su Yunchu blinked at him, only to hear Murong yuan continue, but his tone was not as cold as it was just now. It seemed that something made him relax, "Later... Later, I continued to live in the mother's imperial concubine's bedroom. The burned palace was even abandoned there. I can often stand there and don't remember what I was thinking at that time. However, everyone knows that the five princes most loved by the former Emperor have been abandoned."

"Later?" Su Yunchu finally asked a sentence on the way.

"Later... Later, empress Shun went back to the palace and took me away from the burned palace. From then on, I lived in the Yiyuan palace. Empress Shun asked me to call her empress from now on. Then she told me a lot about the empress, but at that time, I didn't hate her anymore. I just miss her..." At this point, Murong yuan's voice had a faint sense of choking.

After nearly a year of dark life, he spent the darkest years in numbness and cruelty. Perhaps this little boy, who should have been carefree, also understood a lot in the strife in the harem.

"Later, as I grow older, I understand many things myself, and secretly investigate many things. Ah, I hate that place. I hate that palace, hate many people in it, hate the people on the high place, hate all the people who kill their mothers."

Speaking of this, Murong yuan's voice changed again, but with obvious hatred

"But... I can only hate... Ah Chu, I don't know what to do. The mother imperial concubine said she was a good emperor. I know he is a good Emperor..."

Murong yuan's tone was confused. The man who had personally ruined his favorite woman was actually his father and his king

Murong yuan can't kill a king, let alone a father

"If I can't do anything about him, ah Chu, I can destroy the whole Duanhe palace and the person who makes me have a pair of eyes that people talk about but don't dare to say, but... That person, he said, destroying Duanhe palace... Is destroying Daxin... I don't care, but... The expectation of the former Emperor pulled back many of my warnings when I was most impulsive, Pull me back... "

"Ah Chu, will you laugh at me? At my cowardice?"

Murong yuan seemed to be talking to himself.

But Su Yunchu listened. There was only heartache, only the heartache of being blocked. The heartache gathered at the fingertips held by Murong yuan after the spread of the whole body's meridians. She couldn't imagine what the teenager looked like at that time. She was abandoned by the whole world and had nothing.

But she could only look at him with a smile, "in my heart, Huaiqing is an eternal hero..."

"Hero? Then I'll be a Chu's hero..."