Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 447

"I entered the palace when I was 14 years old. I had my childhood sweetheart. I didn't want to enter the palace at first, but for the sake of my family, I had no choice. From the people I met, I was luckier than them, at least I got the favor of the emperor, and Jun Er."

When talking about Xia Junchi, her expression instantly became extremely soft.

"But at that time, I was not favored. The time when I was really favored was 11 years ago. You don't know how much the emperor loved me. He personally stayed here for half a month to build the Xuelan Palace. Although he Not the man I love the most, but the satisfaction in my heart."

Concubine Lan seemed to think of her own honor and favor at that time, and she had a satisfied smile on her face.

Xiyan didn't interrupt, she felt that she should be satisfied with being an audience to a dying person. Concubine Lan is not Concubine Li, her goal has always been aimed at herself, and she didn't cause any harm to Xiaobai. So this little wish, she is willing to spend a few minutes to fulfill it.

"The emperor's favor, or not, doesn't matter to me. In my harem, it's like walking on thin ice. I only hope that my handsome son can grow up healthily. I'm not a queen, and I have the support of big family forces." , not as ambitious as Concubine Li, let alone her intelligence. I never thought that Jun'er would one day become a prince or even inherit the throne, and be a prince in peace until he grows old. I am still satisfied. .”

Concubine Li's tone was full of indescribable melancholy, and in the end, it seemed that there was a bit of hatred mixed in. It was hatred for Xiyan. She didn't ask too much, but now, because of Xiyan, she has become a permanent favorite. A luxury that cannot be fulfilled.

"The empress does not love the emperor, but she is favored by the emperor. The empress dotes on the fifth prince, but in the end she can only kill him with her own hands. Is that why you are telling me this, empress?"

His tone was colder than that of Concubine Lan's, with a sarcasm like a sharp sword cutting across his heart, which could make people dripping with blood in an instant.

Concubine Lan, who had been sitting quietly all this time, suddenly sat up straight, pointed at Xiyan, and reprimanded loudly: "You are the one who killed my Jun'er!"

As soon as Lan Fei finished speaking, she seemed to think of something, immediately covered her mouth with her hand, patted it lightly a few times, and muttered: "It will disturb Jun'er to sleep."

"It will disturb him."

Xiyan didn't know what mood she was in when she heard these words, sad, pitiful, sometimes mixed with envy, if she had such a good mother like Xia Junchi, even if it was only half of her, the current self would never Not so cold-blooded and ruthless.

She knew that Concubine Lan was already crazy, this kind of madness was worse than Concubine Li, Concubine Li was paranoid because of love, while Concubine Lan, because of Xia Junchi who was lying quietly on the bed, completely collapsed.

Xiyan leaned on the chair, her back straight, stood up, smiled instead of anger, walked up to Concubine Lan, and whispered into her ear: "You killed your son with your own hands."

After saying that, she left immediately. Concubine Lan, who was covering her mouth with her hand, suddenly raised her head, her face was still ferocious, her wide-eyed eyes were full of shock and disbelief, she slowly let go of her hand from her lips, and she couldn't help but There is a slight sound of overflow.

Xi Yan's eyes fell directly on Lan Fei's body, fixed, as if frozen, a point of them, like frozen ice, stuck in Lan Fei's heart, such eyes, is full of What makes people bewitched is not that people can't help but fall into the quagmire that she carefully designed, but that you can't help but be convinced, as if as long as she says it, you will believe it, even if that fact will be a fatal blow to yourself.

"No, not me."

Under Xi Yan's watchful eyes, Lan Fei kept shaking her head, and suddenly stopped listening, looking at her palm, suppressed tears welled up in her eyes.

It was true that he killed Jun'er with his own hands, but the reason why he became what he is today is because of the woman in front of him, whether it is Xia Chen or Xia Yebai, they shot Jun'er because of the woman named Mo Xiyan's woman, so she is the culprit.

"Concubine Lan has been confused all her life, only this time she is smart."

Letting Xia Junchi die at this time is the best choice.

Facing the tear-stained face, Xiyan slapped unceremoniously.

Concubine Lan fell in front of Xia Junchi, covered her face, and slowly came to her senses, looking at Xi Yan with viciousness and hatred that penetrated into the marrow of her bones, covering her face, as if she wanted to skin her and cramp.

"It was you who killed my Jun'er."

She yelled loudly, propping herself up and barely sitting up.

It was louder than any moment before, as if accusing Xiyan, but also as if comforting himself.

For a mother who loves her son like her life, no one can bear the fact that she has harmed her son.

"Lady Concubine Lan, you are actually a smart person."

Concubine Lan like this made her have the urge to laugh. In the palace, the so-called glory and wealth, the so-called splendor, the so-called paradise on earth, how many people have been killed and how many people will continue to be killed, she once again Fortunately, her Xiaobai did not grow up here.

Concubine Lan looked at Xiyan with a calm face, her heart twitched suddenly, and she became more and more afraid of what she wanted to say next, so she rushed ahead of Xiyan.

"Thanks to the grace of the Holy Grace for many years, I don't know how many people's eyes have been red. I always thought that was the best way to protect Jun'er. Let him become a dandy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, and let the emperor down. If there is no threat from others, no one will want to harm him."

She took a deep breath and choked up more and more, feeling sorry for the parents all over the world.

"Is Concubine Lan going to shift the responsibility to others now? Among all the princes, whether they are favored or not, the fifth prince is the least capable."

Lan Fei's strength seemed to be drained, she fell down on the bed, turned sideways, and gently stroked Xia Junchi's face, tears pattered on his face like rain.

"I once heard a story, which couldn't be more apt to apply to Concubine Lan."

Concubine Lan's hand paused, but she didn't speak again. She was not born to be arrogant, and she didn't like grandstanding in the palace. All of this was just because she was Chen Lanxiang. Fallen last name.

In the palace, almost everyone is walking on eggshells.

"Once upon a time, there was a mother who doted on her children very much. She was not doting on her children, but she was doting on the fifth prince like Empress Lan Fei. Their family was very poor, and they all depended on his mother to mend clothes for others. The mother and son depended on each other. Once, the child went to the next door to play, and saw that the needles and threads stitched by others were many times better than his own, so he secretly took them back to his mother. The mother saw the child's filial piety, not only did not blame him, but He praised him for his filial piety, and at night he cooked the only egg in the house for him to eat. The child encouraged him, and went to another neighbor's house for the second time to play, and saw that the purse embroidered by others was very beautiful, so he took it home. Every time the child went to someone else’s house, he would bring something back. Instead of blaming her, the mother defended the child when others blamed her, and comforted the child afterwards, telling him that everything he did was right until something happened. One day, the child was tied to the guillotine for murder and arson. His mother cried and went to him, begging the executioner to spare her child and pay for the murder. How could this be possible? The grown-up The child was lying in his mother's arms, crying loudly, do you know what request he made to his mother at the end?"

(End of this chapter)