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Chapter 204 It hurts even if it’s love, it hurts even if it’s hate

After talking to King Rui that day, Chu Yan only wanted him to do one thing and pretended not to know anything.

Whatever King Liang wants to do, let him do it, and he will be the lamb to be slaughtered, just wait and feel at ease.

But Chu Yi would definitely know about Chu Yao coming to the East Palace to see him, but Chu Yao was still the same as before, and Chu Yi would fall into a kind of self-doubt as to whether this matter was true or false.

Either give it a go, or give up on years of planning and have it all go to waste.

Chu Yan guessed that Chu Yi must have chosen the former.

He would not be willing to let go of years of planning.

Thinking about these things, he also arrived at the palace. Chai Guangfu, who was guarding the palace gate, saw him and hurried over to salute: "I have met His Highness."

"Your Majesty has been waiting for you at Fengyi Palace for a long time."

Chai Guangfu looked at Chu Yan's somewhat pale face and whispered these words. Chu Yan did not reply to him, but walked forward. Chai Guangfu followed in small steps: "Your Highness, today is the Queen's funeral."

"If your Majesty said anything, please do it for the sake of the Queen."

Chai Guangfu's words stopped as Chu Yan slowly stopped in front of him.

"I don't care."

These four words directly made Chai Guangfu wonder if there was something wrong with his ears. His Highness said he didn't mind?

After that, he saw Chu Yan walking away from here. Chai Guangfu always felt a little uneasy. When did His Highness have such a talkative temper?

However, Chu Yan didn't say anything as the group walked all the way to Fengyi Palace.

There were many people standing in Fengyi Palace at this time. This time, Queen Zhuang Hui's memorial day was held very grandly.

Originally, it was supposed to be held at Xiangguo Temple, but Emperor Qi insisted on being held at Fengyi Palace, which had a different meaning.

"The Queen has been gone for so many years, but Your Majesty still hasn't given up. No one can say a word of deep love."

"Yes, hey, this queen's position has been vacant for many years, and I don't know who will take this position in the end."

The maids at the entrance of Fengyi Palace whispered, and then when they turned around, they saw Chu Yan. Several of them knelt down in panic and saluted: "Your Highness, Your Highness."

Chu Yan walked slowly into Fengyi Palace without even looking at them.

Emperor Qi, Concubine Xian, Concubine Shu and some concubines were all standing in the main hall of Fengyi Palace. Listening to the chanting from the monks inside, Chu Yan's curved lips raised a smile.

He stood at the door and listened to the recitation of the Transcendence of the Past Life Sutra inside before walking in.

"You still know how to come back."

When the footsteps fell in the main hall of Fengyi Palace, Emperor Qi heard it and taunted Chu Yan. Then he heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed. When the cold sword blade was pressed against Emperor Qi's neck, Emperor Qi's eyes Opened slightly.

"Get out."

Chu Yan's voice was calm. Others in the hall looked at his movements and did not dare to move again.

Fortunately, Chai Guangfu had quick eyes and quick hands, and he had the door of the hall closed almost the moment Chu Yan drew his sword.

Chu Yao and Chu Yi were outside the palace, their sight cut off.

"Chu Yan, do you want to kill your father and your king?"

"Death? Isn't it too cheap, Your Majesty?"

The sword approached Emperor Qi again, and Chu Yan turned his eyes to the remaining people with cold eyes.

"You know it all?"

Emperor Qi turned around, and the sharp sword slashed across his neck, revealing a trace of blood. He half-squinted his eyes, looked at Chu Yan and asked.

"It doesn't count as knowing anything. It's just that you know that no matter how hard you try, you can't keep your mother. It's just that you know what it means to repay kindness with hatred."

Chu Yan's words did not make Emperor Qi's face change, but they made Zhao Shu and Concubine Shu look bad.

"Then what should you do? Kill me to avenge your mother and queen?"

Emperor Qi didn't care at all that he had a sword on his body, even if the person pointing the sword at him was his biological son. "Yes, she is the one who I cannot keep by all means. What about you, my good son, Cui Ying, no."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled and looked at Chu Yan: "She should be called Pei Yunqing. Isn't she also someone you can't keep with all your means?"

"There is no difference between you and me."

Emperor Qi turned to look at Zhao Shu. There were so many things in that glance, and Zhao Shu's heart sank a little. Emperor Qi had known Yingying's identity for a long time, and he knew it much earlier than he knew.

"Really? That would disappoint His Majesty. I would rather sacrifice myself than let her fall into even half of danger."

"Send the summons, Your Majesty. This prince is a little tired of what he is doing."

Chu Yan slowly withdrew his sword, and Cheng Chong took out the prepared edict and stepped forward. It was an abdication edict. He wanted to be the emperor, sit on this supreme position, and then deal with these people one by one.

"What if I don't give it?"

Emperor Qi took two steps in front of Chu Yan and said with regret, "You are the child who is most similar to me, but you are also the person I hate the most."

After finishing his words, Emperor Qi showed a look of resentment.

He has always believed that Zhuang Wenjun's death was inseparable from Chu Yan. He caused her to have a difficult childbirth and caused him to never lose his love.

Therefore, he hated him and did not refuse when Princess Xue forced him to send Chu Yan to Dongyi Kingdom as a hostage.

But he couldn't let him die, because Chu Yan's presence could prove that even if she hated herself so much, she was willing to give birth to a child with her own blood, and that she loved herself.

Chu Yan looked at Emperor Qi, looking at his self-deceiving eyes, his heart full of sarcasm.

"Chai Guangfu, pass on the decree. I am going to the palace to recuperate and let the prince supervise the country."

Emperor Qi turned his head and glanced at the prayer incense placed on the altar table in the main hall of Fengyi Palace, and then looked away.

"Now that you know everything, use your method to kill me and avenge your mother."

No matter how much they don't want to admit it, there is indeed such a similarity between father and son.

"You always knew."

"For the so-called interests, I abandoned my mother."

"What qualifications do you have to hate me?"

Chu Yan's footsteps moved, and then he raised his hand to stab. At the critical moment, he heard a knock on the door from outside.

"Huaiwei!"

It was Cui Ying's voice. She called him Huaiwei. Someone was stopping her outside. Chu Yan was a little restless. After hearing her voice, he suddenly woke up.

The sword was thrown back into Cheng Chong's hand. He took a deep look at Emperor Qi and stepped forward to open the door.

Just now, he really wanted to kill Emperor Qi, but if he really stabbed him, nothing would be solved. If the people involved in the incident were to pay the price, he would have to produce evidence.

Just as he said to Chu Yao that day, if you want to do it, you must do it to the end, so that they will never stand up again.

"Yingying, why are you here?"

A smile appeared on Chu Yan's face, and then he saw the girl step forward and throw herself into his arms: "Huaiwei, I feel a little uneasy."

From the moment she opened her eyes and didn't see Chu Yan, she felt uncomfortable all over, as if her heart was empty.

She hugged Chu Yan dependently, and Chu Yan closed his eyes and patted her gently.

She was controlled by the love Gu and knew nothing. He was the only one in her world.

There is no right or wrong, love is all torture.

It hurts even if it's love, it hurts even if it's hate.

There is no right or wrong, love is all torture.

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The plot line is over, let's get sweet soon! I will probably write this book until the child is married ~ a super, super, perfect story!