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Chapter 818 Liu Ziye Wants to Struggle ([-])
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No one knows, being a king is not benevolent, and the common people live in misery.

Being able to be so ruthless at such a young age will definitely intensify in the future, disregarding human life.

She had to do this as a last resort, and she would do her best to raise the child in her arms.

Liu Ziye didn't know that he was never in his mother's choice.

But he is also the eldest son, the legitimate eldest son.

The death of an eunuch was not big or small, but in the end it was nothing.

After all, no one would have imagined that the murderer was a four-year-old child.

In the season when the spring is cold and the life of all things is revived, the water in the pool is still bone-chillingly cold. The side of the pool in the courtyard of the Imperial Palace, which looks like no one cares about it but is heavily guarded by soldiers, is extremely lively.

Being explicitly or hinted at by the people above, and then indulged, these eunuchs and court ladies are even less concerned about these few people in the palace.

Among them, Liu Ziye was the most seriously bullied.

Who told this little brat to be Liu Jun's eldest son, or a lunatic who would bite anyone he saw.

"Enough breathing, push his head in again."

Her shrill voice, artificial movements, raised orchid fingers, and pale face.

As soon as the voice fell, the little eunuch pressed Liu Ziye's head deeply into the cold pool according to the order.

It will not be pulled out until it is almost suffocated, and then pressed in again.

Repeatedly.

The order from above is to be tossed hard.

Liu Ziye only felt that his head was in the double sky of ice and fire, he was trembling even though the water in the pool was cold, his head was about to explode.

He also doesn't remember how long he was soaked in ice water...

It's been so long that he thought he really couldn't make it through this time.

"Don't kill people, it's hard to explain."

The thoughts of the people above are obviously to be kept in case they become hostages.

"This brat's life is very tough. I didn't see the one who stared at us just now, how could he die so quickly."

All kinds of cursing and laughing voices came and went to Liu Ziye's ears continuously, stimulating his already fragile nerves.

Annoyed, angry, tyrannical...

He also couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in at the moment, he only knew that he wanted to kill, and wanted to keep killing.

As if like last night, seeing the blood gushing out and seeing his eyes slacking off could calm down his restless mood.

However, he couldn't do it.

At this moment, his head felt like being pricked by a needle, and the pain was unbearable.

"Throw it back."

"Continue tomorrow."

In a daze, Liu Ziye was casually carried and thrown into the hall like a piece of rag.

In a daze, Liu Ziye seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.

Well, it didn't hurt as much as I thought.

Liu Chuyu was terrified, and trotted towards Liu Ziye, her big eyes filled with tears at some point.

If this continues, my brother will die.

Liu Chuyu wanted to help Liu Ziye to the couch not far away, but due to her limited physical strength, she could only look at her mother as if asking for help.

The mother is still aloof, even if she is imprisoned, she is not in the slightest embarrassment, but she does not fall into the prestige of the family.

However, such a mother made her unable to feel any intimacy, even more terrifying to her than her younger brother who dared to kill at a young age.

Under Liu Chuyu's watchful eyes, the princess of Wuling who was born in an aristocratic family put down the baby in her arms, got up slowly, and helped Liu Chuyu carry Liu Ziye back to the couch.

Liu Ziye's whole body was hot, obviously he had a high fever.

High fever, in this day and age, is a frightening existence.

"Mother, what about my brother..."

No matter how calm Liu Chuyu was, she was only an eight-year-old child.

High fever...

The younger brother is the eldest son of the father, no matter how bad he is, he should have the dignity of the son, why did he encounter such hardships.

I don't know, when the father raised troops thousands of miles away and wanted to seize the throne, did he have any compassion for these children who were stranded in the capital.

Perhaps just like what my mother said, my father is a great talent, with the ambition and talent to aspire to the throne, so they should be honored.

Can……

After all, the father is not a competent father.

As for the mother, the mother stayed with them, but she always looked on coldly with the attitude of a daughter of a family.

"Mother, please, please go and beg Uncle Huang, please ask him to send an imperial physician, no, the medicine boy is fine, show it to my brother."

Liu Chuyu begged, she knew that only the mother could retain the last decency in this deep palace.

This dignity is not the father, but the glory of the family.

The aristocratic family is deeply intertwined, even the emperor uncle who dared to kill his father and seize the throne would not dare to provoke and humiliate the aristocratic family easily.

And the mother is the first daughter of the family, and her status is precious.

As long as the mother came forward, even if the emperor's uncle was furious, he would still take care of the matter at hand, and complied with the mother's request.

"Chu Yu, do you know what you are talking about?"

Wang Xianyuan frowned, looking in disbelief at the daughter he had raised so carefully since childhood.

Is the glory and face she has been talking about for eight years so insignificant?

Liu Chuyu was startled, she didn't know what it meant for her mother to bow her head to the emperor's uncle, but she couldn't help but watch Ziye die at the hands of these eunuchs like this.

"Mother, do you just abandon Ziye?"

"Obviously..."

Obviously in the past, you also had high hopes for Ziye.

Liu Chuyu couldn't help crying, she knew in her heart that her younger brother who was withdrawn and surly since childhood was never the satisfied son in her mother's heart.

In the mother's heart, Ziye can only be elegant, noble, young and intelligent, and his name will spread far and wide.

Is it wrong just because Ziye didn't turn out as expected?

"It's not about abandoning it, it's about being powerless."

"For the aristocratic family, face is far more important than life. If I bow my head to Liu Shao at this moment, it would be a shame to your father who is attacking Liu Shao."

"It is said that Liu Jun's wife and children are greedy for life and afraid of death."

"You can die, but you can't be humiliated."

With tears streaming down her face, Liu Chuyu listened to her mother's speech in silence.

The face of the family?
It's ridiculous, if she and her younger brother can survive all this, she will definitely tear up the face of this so-called aristocratic family in the future.

Mother's words were high-sounding and sounded somewhat reasonable, but she still recognized the coldness and selfishness.

But it's because he thinks Ziye can give up, that's why he acts so indifferent.

Liu Chuyu stopped talking, turned around and went out, and fumbled to boil hot water to cool down Liu Ziye.

As time passed by, Liu Ziye showed no signs of fever, and even started talking nonsense.

Liu Chuyu's heart was cold, but she was at a loss.

The man in black sneaked into the dilapidated palace at some point.

"Miss, the subordinate is late, please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's good to come."

Liu Chuyu knew that this was her mother's confidence.

"Miss, young master..."

The man in black looked at the sleeping Liu Ziye, a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)