Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 213 Cold Heart 2
The woman lay panting in the muddy water, and finally looked up at Zhou Xin, but only smiled sadly.

Today's ending is Zhou Xin's fate.

It is also her... doomed fate.

Dormant for more than ten years, but just for today.

In the final analysis, she is just a pawn and has no choice at all.

The woman slowly straightened her stooped waist, and kowtowed to Zhou Xin.

Just when everyone was wondering what she meant by this move, Ling Junxing's face changed slightly: "Stop her!!!"

Jueying's figure flashed, his hand was like lightning, he grabbed the woman's jaw, and slammed his palm on the back of her neck.

A pill rolled out of the old woman's mouth.

The pill was actually hidden in her shoe, and the moment the woman kowtowed and bent over, she took out the pill from the shoe.

She wanted to die!

This dark prison, which was already cold, seemed to have become a bit colder because of the emperor's cold face.

Ling Junxing said slowly: "Kill Zhou Xin, and bring that child."

The dazed Zhou Xin came back to his senses, took a few steps on his knees, kowtowed and kowtowed loudly, and blood flowed down his face: "Your Majesty, I was blinded by a poisonous woman and committed a heinous crime." .The child is only nine years old this year. He doesn't know anything. I beg the emperor to have mercy and forgive him. Zhou Xin will be a cow and a horse in the next life, and he will repay the emperor's great kindness!"

The emperor's cold eyes fell on him, and he said slowly: "I have pity on you, but who will take pity on me?"

Ten years ago, he was just a 12-year-old boy.

Witnessing the tragedy of elder brother and Miss Zhong happened before my eyes, the pain and helplessness of helplessness was heartbreaking.

Ten years later, he was already the emperor, but he had to face the tragedy again.

And he was still helpless.

She was unconscious, her life was dying, but there was no antidote.

He could only watch her disappear from his arms and from his side little by little.

Can't stay, can't catch.

Who will come again to take pity on him?
Zhou Xin looked desperately at the emperor in front of him. The emperor's face was cold, but his heart was even colder.

When he was dragged out of the dungeon, he couldn't help crying out in terrific grief.

Soon, Jueying took an eight or nine-year-old boy into the dungeon.

The little boy was wearing a clean sapphire blue robe, with delicate features and tear stains on his face.

When he stepped into the cell, his head was bowed, his small body shrank slightly, and he didn't dare to move, obviously frightened by the gloomy cell.

He raised his head tentatively and looked around, and when he saw the old woman lying on the ground in the cell, his eyes lit up immediately: "Mother-in-law!"

The little boy rushed to the old woman and helped her up, "Grandma, what's the matter with you? Wake up, wake up."

The old woman woke up slowly, her eyes fell on the little boy, her hands were trembling, and she wanted to hug the child, but she pushed the child away with a hard heart.

The little boy was stunned, and stretched out his hand to hold the old woman's hand: "Mother-in-law, don't you know me? I'm Yan'er, it's Yan'er."

The old woman turned away from looking at him, and said harshly, "Stay away from me. Don't stay here with me."

Tears welled up in the little boy's eyes, and he clearly wanted to cry, but he tried his best to hold it back.

"Mother-in-law, I know, it's because of these bad guys that mother-in-law dare not talk to Yan'er, right?"

He turned his head and stared angrily at Ling Junxing, Wei Wuji and Jueying, wiped his tears fiercely, and said loudly: "Why did you arrest my mother-in-law? You villains, it's not worth it if you arrested my parents , you still want to arrest my mother-in-law, bad guy, bad guy!"

The little boy, a newborn calf, rushed towards Wei Wuji who was closest to him without fear of tigers, grabbed Wei Wuji's robe and kicked and beat him: "Let go of my mother-in-law, let me go!"

Wei Wuji was not annoyed, and said in a gentle voice: "My little friend, your mother-in-law poisoned someone, as long as your mother-in-law handed over the antidote, we will let him go."

The little boy stared and retorted loudly: "My mother-in-law is not that kind of person! My mother-in-law is the best mother-in-law in the world, so she won't harm anyone!"

He kicked Wei Wuji more and more ferociously like a small animal: "You are the bad guys, you are the bad guys!"

Jueying frowned, grabbed his back collar and shook him away.

The little boy couldn't stand upright, fell heavily, and finally couldn't help crying out with a "wow".

Jueying took a few steps forward, and said in a cold voice: "Miss Wen, the emperor's patience is limited, you'd better hand over the antidote as soon as possible, otherwise—."

The little boy was crying very sadly, but when he saw Jue Ying threatening Wen Yu, he got up on the ground on all fours, sobbing, and stopped in front of Wen Yu: "No, you are not allowed to hurt my mother-in-law, woo woo!"

Ling Junxing watched all this coldly, his patience finally ran out: "Jueying."

Jueying understood, grabbed the little boy by the back collar, and lifted him out.

The little boy kicked wildly in the air, crying and shouting: "You bully my mother-in-law, you are all bad people, bad people!"

The child's cries echoed in the dark prison hallway, hissing and cracking lungs.

The old woman closed her eyes, and finally said tremblingly, "I injected the poison. I am willing to plead guilty, and you let the child go."

Lord Ling Xingsen's cold and stern eyes locked on the woman, and said word by word: "Why?!"

In a short time, the woman seemed to have aged a lot.

She whispered, "Because the Ling Kingdom and the Great Qin Kingdom cannot make peace."

The woman's voice was a little hoarse, she paused, and then said: "As for the reason, I won't say. Don't ask me who the main messenger is - I'm just a pawn, and most of the time, I just obey orders. Let you No matter how persecuted, even if I kill the child, I can only stop here."

The woman had an indifferent look on her face, it was obvious that she already had death in mind.

If it wasn't for that child, she wouldn't even be able to say these words, and it would be absolutely impossible for her to admit to being poisoned.

Wei Wuji glanced at Ling Junxing, who nodded.

"Since that's the case, we don't ask any more questions. If you hand over the antidote, not only the child, but you can also live."

Wei Wuji said in a calm voice, "The child's parents are already dead. You are his only family member. You don't want that child to be lonely and helpless, do you?"

The woman lowered her head, and a muddy old tear trickled down the corner of her eye.

She wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "I want to live too, but I don't have an antidote."

"All I know is that after taking this medicine, the person taking the medicine will become unconscious, and his body temperature will become colder and colder. On the tenth day or so, he will become completely stiff, and the medicine stone will not save him."

She calculated the date correctly before poisoning her.

According to the efficacy of the medicine, the third princess of the Great Qin Dynasty would die properly on the first day of the peace negotiation.

In this way, the two countries negotiated a peace and alliance, and it was self-defeating.

(End of this chapter)