Chapter 17 Shyness

This queen, who has always been regarded as a god and respected by Yan Dan, hides such an unknown side under her bright appearance. If he is the mother of others, he can be light, sneer at her, and even understand, but she is his closest person. How can he accept it? Question mark

Born in the palace, he has seen a lot from childhood to his age, no matter what is dirty, smelly or unscarcerable. The world thinks that the people in this yellow circle are prominent and are all big figures admired by outsiders. In fact, under the gorgeous coat, their ugly nature is not even as good as the market in the streets and alleys. At least they have something to say in the clear place, and the people in this circle often do one thing. Unbearable.

But a ten-year-old child can't receive two fatal blows on the same day - the mother is confused with the male pet, and the father spoils the child.

"Mother, do you really think your son will believe the lies you said?" Yan Dan's voice was light and frighteningly cold, "I am the only one in the world who will listen to your defense. Who doesn't know about this matter?"

Clouds gathered, and the wind suddenly blew outside, disturbing the green silk on the head of the swallow, and the drizzle fell one after another.

The pretty face was pale, standing behind the window, and the dark night makeup scratched behind her, scratching her thin cheeks and pointed chin, dripping in the dark night and floating in the light rain.

Yan suddenly found that the original mother was much older, and the original thick troubles were now much sparse, and the roots were faintly visible. He invisibly thinks that his mother, who is always young and beautiful, will not be so energetic and even a little old-fashioned.

"Mother, there are many people in the palace, so there is no secret to speak. Even if you are careful, there is a time when the paper can't wrap the fire. What you have committed is a death penalty. Even if you are not for yourself, you should think of your children and for the whole State of Qi." It's hard to imagine a child with a strong focus on this sentence. In the past few days, he suddenly felt that he was much more mature and would only shout like before. He would share the pros and cons and put himself in other's shoes.

"It's all caused by that bitch in Nanqi!" The hysterical voice sounded, roaring and echoing over the palace of the swallow, drinking the roaring wind, with a fierce breath and the domineering of the sinking boat!

How long has it been since Huiwang spoiled himself? Who knows that a woman in a foreign country is empty and lonely? You can only use alcohol to comfort a man to paralyze his ** nerves.

At first, in the days when the emperor no longer came to Xifeng Hall, she would sit in the palace and wait after dressing up every day. She thought that he was just angry with herself because of the establishment of the throne of prince and deliberately cold herself.

Thinking about it for a while, he lowered his figure and admitted his mistake, so that he could change his mind. But suddenly one day, a shocking news came from his homeland. Qi Jing was a princess in Nanqi before she got married. At that time, she had spies and cronies all over the country. One day, the bodyguard who used to be loyal to himself secretly asked people to bring letters in.

The letter said that King Hui raised a ten-year-old boy on the outskirts of the imperial capital cinema in southern Qi. The two did not avoid outsiders and had fun in the room all day long. The emperor loved the boy very much and even received an invitation to live with his sister. Once King Hui was drunk and threatened to abolish the three palaces and six courtyards and spoil him all his life.

After receiving such incredible news, her initial reaction was disbelief. They are husband and wife, have had a lingering bed, and know that he is like a beast in some aspects. Besides, from so many princes and grandchildren in the Yan Palace, we know that King Hui of Yan wants something. Hope is very strong, and none of the kings of the four countries can compare with him!

However, the secret newspaper floated like a snowflake. He rode hunting with him and bathed with mandarin ducks. The news of going in and out together undoubtedly stabbed her fragile heart. So she secretly inquired that she was not the only one in the Yan Palace who was not next to the emperor's body, and other concubines and concubines were the same.

On that day, the emperor went on an expedition to victory, and the class returned to Beijing, and the spectacular team continued from the imperial capital to the main gate of the imperial city. He sat on a dark-headed war horse, majestic on all sides. This is a heroic man who is invincible and the dream of women all over the world. But she just looked at him from afar and never saw him again.

The reason is very simple. The emperor didn't want to see her. Queen Yan was refused every time she asked for a meeting. Once, in order to see Tianyan, she had put down her dignity and knelt outside the gate of the Dragon Palace for half a day. She couldn't help kowtowing. Her forehead was full of blood, tears in her eyes, and the towering scarlet door did not open a gap.

At that moment, she finally knew that they could never go back to the past.

In the evening, Qi Jing, who was overthoughtful, finally failed to support it and fell ill with a high fever. Her condition is related to the whole palace of the State of Yan. After all, she is a friendly princess and moves her whole body. A few days later, King Yanhui sent a powerful eunuch to visit him to show his great kindness. Before leaving, the waiter forwarded the emperor's handwritten letter to the queen and said some official comfort words.

When Queen Yan read every word in the letter, her heart was dripping blood. A word was like a sharp ice cone, which deeply stung her, freezing her coldly, and in a blink of an eye.

It turned out that King Hui had promised to make Yan Dan the prince at the right time, and advised her to take good care of her and not to interfere with each other's life in the future. He hoped that they could spend a plain and respectful life together. From childhood to adult, how can a woman who never fall behind suffer such a fatal blow? The most ridiculous thing is that she lost to a man, no, to be precise, an underage boy. Her humiliation and anger came overwhelmingly.

The woman who has always been unyielding, did not accept her fate, let alone her high head, biting her bloodless lips into a row of white marks. Her smile is weak and helpless. Your Majesty, since you and I no longer interfere with each other, it will also give you a taste of heartache, grief and anger and embarrassment.

After that, Queen Yan deliberately made the harem smoky. She selected two former emperor's cronies by her side, and now the bodyguards in the palace, deliberately seduced them. At first, Yang and Li were still trembling and refused to comply. But the beauty crossed, her eyes were as charming as silk, undressed, and coquettish. After a few rounds, she surrendered and completely captured.

Originally, he thought that King Yanhui would be angered by great shame and hatred. He would be furious and rush into the queen's bedroom to get people. She would rather die than be despised like air, but people don't seem to know about this and still live a clean and idle life in the harem.

Qi Jing had no scruples and became more and more reckless until her mother released it. The notoriety has spread to the ears of parents and children.

She hated the boy, because he caused her to lose her true love forever, whether he pushed herself into the abyss of eternal desire, or did he sweep away her dignity and trample on her. Whenever we meet one day, we must cramp his skin and ashes!

Every tear after the mother is like the dew of watering seeds, and the seedlings of hatred gradually take root and germinate in the little boy's heart.

"Kill him!" These are the last few words burst out by Xiao Yandan.

That day, his face was full of confidence and pride, which was what Queen Yan had never seen in her son. It is fresh and strong, full of horror and distortion.

Qin Zheng and Yan Dan may be destined to be ungodd old enemies. Everything began from that day, and everything in the future is like the entanglement of fate. Thousands of silk threads entangled them tightly, unable to break free and cut constantly. They can only be netted in it and have nowhere to escape.

The two mentally damaged children are pitiful, and God's arrangement makes them only end up with death.

Finally, Yan Dan slowly left. Every time he raised his leg, he seemed to tear the wound and staggered to his bedroom step by step. His footsteps were slightly shaken. Next to him were a group of panicked palace people, and the blood in his heart seemed to be sprinkled drop by drop on every step of the way.

On this stormy and bloody night, the two boys in the Great Yan Palace who had never met were entangled in a lifelong war and finally rumbled!

However, who is right and who is wrong about this matter? It's hard to make a conclusion.

Qin Zheng was 11 years old. He was a lonely child abandoned by his parents. Who would know his unbearance and sadness? If he can't sell his body and lie in ** for others to enjoy, he can't live today, let alone protect his first love - Qin Dingxiang.

King Hui threatened Qin with Dingxiang. He once laughed ferociously, "Singer, you'd better be obedient and don't want to escape from the palm of my hand, otherwise I will let my guards greet her in turn until she wants to die!"

**The naked threat made him lose his soul, so the little boy could only force his face to laugh, and Qu Feng tried his best to respond to the man, let him destroy it, and satisfy his perverted and alternative love.

Every time the boy's body is possessed, the only thought is to die, but he knows that he can't die. He wants to revenge and give all the hardships he has encountered before to the father and son of Yan. Let them taste the taste of life and death. It is a desperate and empty mood. The body is still there, but the heart is dead, just like a zombie that haunts at night. There is no pain, no pain, and the out-headed soul floats in the misty night.

Many years later, when the two saw each other at the banquet in the Northern Qin Palace, the man was middle-aged and had been fighting all year round. He stared at the most beloved person in his life with that kind of admiring look and was reluctant to blink his eyes. And the boy was in full bloom, proud and vigorous, but he glanced coldly at the originator of the nightmare with hateful eyes and would never understand at the end of his life.