Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 682 The Young Xiao Tingchen
After hearing this, Xue Ling blessed him, "Cheng Cheng will do what the emperor said. After 20 years of drinking ice, the youth is gone, but the revenge of the heart will not be forgotten for a moment. If you can take revenge, you will be respected." The emperor's teacher is No.1 in the dynasty."

Sikongchen was about to leave, but suddenly asked: "Are you going to feel guilty about Xiao Tingchen?"

"No." Xue Ling said coldly, "The rules have been like this since ancient times, so why feel guilty?"

"That's good."

Sikong Chen drifted away.

Xue Ling sat in front of the dressing table.

After years of careful care, the face in the mirror is still beautiful.

She carefully combed the three thousand black hair, her bright red lips were slightly raised, and her almond eyes were full of tenderness like spring water.

No matter how you look at it, it is beautiful.

——Do you feel guilty about Xiao Tingchen?

Sikong Chen's words floated in his ears.

Xue Ling blinked, remembering the past.

When the palace changed, she fled to the south of the Yangtze River with her fetus, but was rescued by Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan treats her like a jewel, even if she deceives him that the fetus in her womb is his child, he still believes it.

He liked to take her on cruises, but on that cruise, right before she gave birth, they were on a remote river with no people around, let alone midwives and doctors.

Xiao Yuan was so anxious that he could do nothing, the emperor suddenly appeared.

He was good at the art of distorting the yellow, so he delivered Xue Ling himself.

Unexpectedly, she was pregnant with a pair of twins!

It's a pity that although the older baby is healthy, the younger one seems to have a congenital deficiency and is dying at birth.

At that time, no one was sleeping, Sikongchen picked up the older one, and said in a low voice: "Crown Princess, I will take care of this child."

Xue Ling said indifferently, "It's just an evil breed. If the emperor wants it, just take it away."

Sikong Chen stared at the child, "I named him Yuan Sheng, I will raise him up well, and I will teach him everything an emperor needs. Crown Princess, I assure you, he will be the heir to the Great Qi Kingdom." .”

Xue Ling, who has experienced palace changes, is no longer the coquettish and willful young lady of the Xue family.

She angrily said, "They are Yuan Xiao's scoundrels, not my husband's. I'm afraid they don't have the right to inherit the throne, do they?"

She hated Yuan Xiao, and she even hated his seed.

"So what? You are the concubine who is being married by the first prince Mingmei. When you tell the world in the future, as long as you say that Yuan Sheng is the first prince's flesh and blood, who would dare to doubt it? It would be best for him to overthrow Yuan Xiao's throne with his own hands. This way of revenge." Sikong Chen said indifferently, "Crown Princess, from now on, you must always remember that the child I hold in my arms is the flesh and blood of the former Prince, and he will be the most legitimate heir of the Great Qi Kingdom."

The old man's words echoed in Xue Ling's ears repeatedly like bewitching.

Gradually, the way she looked at the child in Sikong Chen's arms changed.

Become soft and warm.

"My husband's child...he is my husband's child..." Xue Ling murmured, "He is my husband's and my child, he is not an evil breed..."

Just after giving birth, the woman is still very weak.

This idea took root and grew crazily in her mind, and she repeatedly hinted that on the woman's beautiful face, there was a gentle smile that only a mother could have, as well as her obsession with her former lover.

She agreed to Sikong Chen.

But ever since Sikong Chen took away her flesh and blood, she has been fascinated all day long, as if she has lost everything.

Even in this kind of despair, he even forgot the existence of that little baby.

She didn't even remember how the little baby survived the dying weakness.

Not only did the little baby fail to bring her any comfort, on the contrary, as time passed, she missed the older baby more and more, and even gradually began to anger the little baby.

Every night in the dead of night, she would hug the baby with a blank face, "Your brother, should he be the same age as you? You live in the Xiao family, where you are taken care of by a nanny and a maidservant, and accompanied by your biological mother, but your brother has nothing... At such a young age, you have to endure hardships with the emperor's master, and you even need to take on the mission of revenge early, it's really pitiful..."

She muttered, her eyes complex and cruel, "Xiao Tingchen, you were born after being raped by Yuan Xiao. You shouldn't live in this world... I thought you couldn't even live for two hours, but you Why do you have to survive stubbornly, why don't you die?"

The boudoir is lonely, and the moonlight is cold.

In the bed tent, the woman quietly wrapped her swaddling clothes.

The baby in the swaddle was sleeping soundly, with a fair and delicate face, and his eyebrows and eyes looked exactly like Yuan Xiao's.

"Why don't you die?"

The woman smiled cruelly, and suddenly reached out to pinch the child!
The little baby woke up in pain from his sleep, waving his fleshy little hands, crying desperately.

However, the nurses and maidservants who were serving were all sent away, and no one would help him even though he was crying heart-rendingly.

Under Xue Ling's abuse, he miraculously survived day by day.

He was born smart and precocious, and at the age of four, he was already sensible.

He thought it was because he was not doing well enough that he often made his mother angry.

So he tried his best to express himself, so sensible that he didn't look like a child.

He washed clothes, shoes and socks for the mothers in the yard, and helped the cooks in the kitchen to light the fire and choose vegetables. After two full months of hard work, he quietly saved dozens of copper coins.

He sneaked out of Xiao's mansion.

Walking through the streets and alleys, there are many vendors selling candied haws and flower cakes on the side of the road.

He was so hungry that he stared at the candied haws and drool.

The old man who bought the candied haws smiled and asked him if he wanted a bunch. He licked his mouth and waved his hand immediately, "No, Chenchen wants to save money to buy rouge for mother! I will like Chen Chen!"

He was as happy as a puppy, naively thinking that as long as he was good to mother, mother would like him.

He bought a box of rouge with the copper coins he had saved, and planned to give it to his mother on her birthday.

That morning, Xue Ling was sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair.

He ran in tremblingly, held Xue Ling's skirt with his small hand, raised his dirty little face, and smiled cutely, "Mother, today is your birthday, Chenchen bought you a present..."

As if offering a treasure, he carefully took out the box of rouge.

He is still young, so he doesn't know whether rouge and gouache are good or bad.

He only had a few dozen copper coins, and the rouge he bought was naturally the worst kind.

But in his eyes, this is the best thing he can come up with.

Xue Ling didn't even look at him.

I can't like it...

No matter what, I can't like this vile species...

Every time she sees him dangling under her nose, she can't help but think of her Sheng'er.

Her Cheng'er still doesn't know where to suffer, but this evil bastard lives so easily...

She hates it, she hates it!
"Mother!"

The young Xiao Tingchen tugged at her skirt with one hand, and held up the rouge box with the other.

He still had his dirty little face up, his eyes were surprisingly clean and bright, "Mother, do you like the rouge Chen Chen sent?"

Xue Ling turned to him expressionlessly.

She picked up the rouge under the expectant eyes of the child,

Then hit the ground mercilessly!
(End of this chapter)