Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 472 Betrayed My Heart

"For so many years, the whole backyard has only looked up to you three brothers. Who really thinks highly of me as the master?! I'm over twenty years old, and I haven't even had my own palace yet, and you have established a mansion early. Shout out! Is it just because my mother and concubine came from a humble background? I found out later that my mother is not worse than your mother and concubine, not worse than your mother!"

Mei Anxiang was born in Jianghu Sword School, and Xiao Ziyuan's mother is said to be from everyone, but it's just a decline.

Xiao Zijun frowned and scolded angrily, "You're right, my biological mother, Xiao Zijun, is a concubine, so what? It's always been said that a mother is more valuable than a son. Others only remember that you are the prince of Daqi, and no one cares about your mother!"

"Even if you want to fight for that seat, I have nothing to say, but if you want to step on this king's head, you are making a big mistake!

What's more, you really did more than fail, what did you do in the end, they used you up, then kicked you away, and finally, you were thrown into prison by the emperor! "

"Shut up! It's all because of you! As soon as you came back, I was thrown into prison! Father's health is already terminally ill, and he has long since stopped asking about political affairs!"

"Really?" The corner of Xiao Zijun's mouth curled into a sneer, "The father I saw was healthy and energetic, and he ordered me to enter the palace the day before yesterday. Let me tell you, even I am afraid of the father, could it be you? Do you think the father has always been a sick old man lying on the couch?"

Xiao Ziyuan was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth kept trembling, "It turns out...the father is always there, pretending to be sick...he knows everything about me..."

"It seems that it is true that you mixed poison into father's medicine?" Xiao Zijun took two steps forward, his eyes were burning like torches, and he looked straight at Xiao Ziyuan, "No wonder father ordered me to return to Beijing in a hurry? Don't you think so?!"

Xiao Ziyuan looked flustered, "No... no, I, I didn't..." He shrank back a little slumped, and said vaguely, "I don't know that the medicine is poisonous, I don't know..."

With a "Huo" sound, King Jin slammed his fist firmly on his face, one side of Xiao Ziyuan's face was bruised and swollen, and his eyes became more hollow and desperate.

Xiao Zijun said: "Father asked you to supervise the country, but you gave him medicine?! He was bedridden, so it was you who did it! If I were Father, I would never let you remain unscathed!"

He stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Ziyuan by the collar, and beat him severely. At that moment, His Royal Highness Liang Wang, who was still in the prison, was beaten to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Xiao Ziyuan clutched his stomach and slowly got up from the ground, his body staggering.

He reached out to wipe the blood from his nose, and stared at King Jin with hatred in his eyes, but he didn't fight back.

In terms of martial arts, he is not an opponent of King Jin at all, not to mention that he is now a prisoner, Xiao Ziyuan understands this very well.

"You'd better think honestly about where Chu Liubai is going! Otherwise, even if the emperor saves your life, I will slaughter your whole house! You will never want to see her again!" King Jin warned him.

This she, Xiao Zijun knew very well, was Xiao Ziyuan who was the favorite dancer Yun Wanyi before becoming the king of Liang. Xiao Ziyuan went to Wu country to compete with Su Wenying for her, and was finally instigated and used by the people of Wuyue Sword Sect. To be honest, King Jin didn't intend to keep this disaster.

Xiao Ziyuan obviously knew that his life was going to fall into the hands of King Jin, so he softened at this time, "Okay, I will cooperate with you. I just ask my third brother to bypass them. Wanyi is pregnant. If she gives birth to her in the future Baby girls, please let the third brother let them go! If the baby is a boy, everything will be handled by the third brother!"

If it was a male baby, I am afraid that the heir to the throne would not stay.

Xiao Ziyuan originally hoped that the child would be a heir, but now he only hopes to be a daughter.

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Qiuyang is just right, neither hot nor cold.

The autumn in the distant mountains is getting stronger, the breeze is shining brightly, and the green bricks and green tiles are hidden in the shadow of dense trees.

There is a large plum grove across the back mountain, and you can see a mountain villa.

In the white pavilion, there was a man in black robe sitting on the floor, playing a game of chess in front of the jade case, and after a while someone came to report: "My lord, Mr. Wen has arrived."

Along the stone path, came a handsome man in white clothes, it was Wen Youqiao, but his leg was not disabled at all.

Under the pavilion, Wen Youqiao bent down and saluted: "Qiao'er pays respects to uncle."

The black-robed man didn't turn around, only the deep words came, "Here we come."

Then came the oppressive silence.

"Qiao'er came here this time... to say goodbye to uncle." Wen Youqiao hesitated, and finally said what was on his mind, "After so much, nephew also wants to understand what is what is in my heart, nephew I want to hide away with the person I like..."

Before the words were finished, the game of chess on the table had already "crashed" and rolled down to the marble floor.

A few grains rolled down the steps, making a crisp jade sound, and finally landed at Wen Youqiao's feet.

The man in black finally stood up and looked at him. The blue beard on his cheeks gave him a somewhat unruly feeling, but the handsome eyebrows still had the charm of the past.

His pupils were as dark as a lake, forever hidden, making it impossible for people to see the conspiracy of the sun. His brows were tightened, as if they had never been relaxed.In his invisible eyes, there is eternal sadness.

Such a person is gloomy and unpredictable.

Wen Youqiao knew his uncle well, but he had already made up his mind.

"Are you betraying your uncle, or are you betraying your surname?!" The man in black looked down upon him coldly, but Wen Youqiao didn't flinch anymore.

"Betrayal?" There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Yes, I betrayed my heart and only lived for my uncle, and I think I should live for myself too. As for my surname, I think my uncle has forgotten it, and we have already betrayed it! "

"I, Wen Youqiao, have had the surname Wen since my grandfather's generation, not my nephew!"

A fierce look suddenly appeared on the face of the black-robed man, and there was a dark wind under his palm. Huo Di raised his hand and knocked Wen Youqiao off the pavilion with his palm wind.

Wen Youqiao fell to the ground, and with an "oh", he put his hands on his chest, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He looked stubbornly at the man in black, and gritted his teeth, "Uncle, why don't you kill me with a palm! Save Qiao'er suffering for so many years!"

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, "My nephew has only been for the Xuanyuan family all his life, so it should be over by now."

His eyes seem to be recalling, and his tone is very sentimental, "Qiaoer remembers when I was young, my uncle loved me the most, and often taught me martial arts. Uncle on the Shangyuan Festival carried me on his shoulders to watch the fireworks. At that time, there was Aunt Mei, and uncle still Talking and laughing... But the good times don't last long, your temper is becoming more and more capricious, I know it's because you lost Aunt Mei."

"Since my uncle knows the pain of loss, he should also understand that my nephew also has someone he loves. In order to practice Leng Jian Wuhen, my nephew betrayed his lover, and finally ended up in a state of insanity, and his body was crippled. will be happy..."

"You unworthy descendant! Uncle has fulfilled you today—"

(End of this chapter)