The palace concubine is charming and chaotic: the country is still the same

Chapter 57 Long Night Walk (3)

Long Night Walk (3)

"It is such an important event to receive the envoys of the Qi State, but the emperor did not call you in, but ordered you to wait outside the palace. It seems that Mu Zhaoyi's fall from grace has affected you a lot." The corridor is thin and heavy.

"I warned you to stop, but you didn't listen to the dissuasion, and even got transferred to the imperial study." Mu Piaoyu's voice was so gloomy and murderous.

Xia Lanyue seemed to have never heard of Mu Piaoyu's words, and continued: "Actually, Mu Yanran deserved to die a long time ago, and now letting her spend her life in the cold palace is considered cheap for her."

"Li Mei, there is a limit to my tolerance for you." Mu Piaoyu paused, turned her head suddenly, and looked coldly at the person behind her.

"From the moment my father rescued you, you planned to use my father to complete your revenge! In fact, you didn't need my father to save you at all, because Uncle Mu had already handed over everything to the Mu family army. To you, as long as you give an order, they will rebel. Why do I know? Because Mu Yanran is still alive, you have to rely on my father to protect her. How can she escape the emperor's killing order? You can save him. You have been silent in the Li Mansion for a year, just to let the emperor relax his guard. The emperor thought you were an ant at that time, and he could kill you as long as he moved his finger, but he never expected, Mu The family army has long been under your control. And you have had friendship with the crown prince of the Wei country many years ago, and you joined him to destroy the Wei country." Her every word and every sentence is very clear, and she is very sure.

"You're right. Do you remember the first time you saw us under the bodhi tree? In fact, that day was also the first time I met Suchen. At that time, I didn't know that he was the crown prince of Wei. We met by chance but became confidantes. If the emperor hadn't killed my father, how could I form an alliance with Su Chen and destroy my own country. Yes, I pretended to live in Li's residence and conspired to rebel, but I never thought of becoming an enemy of my uncle. "

"Then you kill him with your own hands, and even take his head back to the Kingdom of Wei to claim meritorious service." Speaking of her father, there was an uncontrollable sob in her voice.

"I don't want to, but I have to do that! If I don't take my uncle's head back, the emperor of Wei will not believe my loyalty." Mu Piaoyu's voice finally wavered, and she said this in front of her. Things he hadn't told anyone about for years.

"Loyalty, what do you want to express your loyalty to him? You defected to the State of Wei in order to help Su Chen win the throne of the State of Wei, right? Then you are the hero of the new emperor, and you will reach the sky in one step. You did it, You traded the blood of the people of Yan and my father's head in exchange for your current power."

"I'm not doing it for power, but I really want to help Su Chen win the throne. He will be a good emperor." He said it seriously.

"What a high-sounding excuse." She snorted.

"I was the one who killed your father. If you have hatred, feel free to come at me, but if you have any plans for the country of Wei, don't blame me for not remembering the past." The palace lantern in the corridor was swayed by the autumn wind, faintly The light dust swept around, and Mu Piaoyu's bloody voice echoed around.

"Old love?" She repeated these two words as if she had heard a big joke: "From the moment you took my father's head off, I understood that you are a cold-blooded animal, and the word love is for you. Saying it's worthless."

Mu Piaoyu didn't look at her anymore, but turned back the way she came: "Go back to Chang'an Palace, the dinner party should be over by now."

Xia Lanyue still stayed where she was, looking at his figure that was getting further and further away, so lonely and desolate.

The hatred for so many years seemed to gradually fade away in the conversations with him again and again. For a moment, she seemed to not remember all these years. What was she hating?
Are these hates really that important?
It's so important that you have to hate with your own life, is it worth it?
(End of this chapter)