Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1196 The pit is 222 meters deep
"But it doesn't matter, I still have a chance. As long as I become the son of Su He again, their end will come. All this, everything about Beimeng, and Xiao Qian's layout are done for me. I will firmly hold them Squeeze to death in your hands—Xin'er, don't you believe me?"

Song Che seemed to have sensed his emotions and was a little impatient.

Peng Xin shook his head, "No, tell me."

Rubbing his forehead, Song Che seemed to have thought of something and became angry, he hugged his head violently, his eyes were fierce, as if he was about to spew fire.

"I even suspect that Wizard Nashun was not bribed, and has always been a member of the Xiao family. Since he arranged for me to enter Yinshan, he was replaced by the son of Princess Beimeng Ayigu.

After all, the words that the son of Su He was said to be 'rejected by the gods and in danger of dying' were all from Nashun's mouth—"

Hearing this, Peng Xin was also curious.

"Why should they believe him?"

"Sorcerer Nashun is the most famous wizard on the Mobei Grassland. He is a psychic. He can talk to the gods, and he can also convey the will of the gods on behalf of the gods."

Are there such people in the world?
Peng Xin wanted to laugh suddenly, but he was too distressed to show a smile.

She herself is also a witch of Miaojiang, a spiritual girl who has been endowed with divine sense legends since she was born.

But in fact?
She is a layman, an ordinary woman, unable to comprehend the love and love in this world, and also unable to comprehend these grievances and hatreds - these are not what a saint should do.

"I hate! Xiner, I hate!"

Song Che was still deeply in his pain.

"They have always regarded me as a pawn, always, only you, Xiner..." Looking at Peng Xin's pale face, he held her hands tightly, "Only you, once regarded me as a human being."

"Stone, don't say that." Peng Xin moistened his lips, "We are human beings, no matter what others think, we are all human beings, upright human beings, and will never be anyone's pawn."

"Haha, really?" Song Che laughed hysterically, "That's because you don't know."

After yelling at her, he paused, then softened his voice.

"My mother, Concubine Concubine Xiao of Nan Rong, was so cruel, she was willing to abandon her parents and children for the honor and disgrace of the Xiao family, so I was carried away from the palace less than an hour after I was born, and traveled thousands of miles to Mobei. "

Peng Xin already knew something about this.

During these days of getting along, when Song Che was in a bad mood, he would always tell her some past events intermittently, some past events that he had no time to tell her a few years ago, and it was impossible for him to tell her about the past.

He is the son of Emperor Hua of Nanrong Zhihua. He was born in a distinguished family. He should have been rich and honored all his life, but fate made a fool of him.

Peng Xin understands this kind of hatred.

Once, she also hated someone crazily.

The pain of being betrayed by a loved one, the injury of being abandoned by a loved one—irreparable.

The wind blew faintly, blowing Song Che's Xuxu voice loose and long.

"Xin'er, I was not the eldest son of Ayigu who was "hated by the gods" from the beginning.

When he first arrived at Yinshan, the real Prince Su He was still alive.

Not only alive, but alive and kicking...

Because he never offended the "God" at all, all his illnesses were caused by the wizard Nashun, and he just sent his beloved son to Yinshan to live with a wizard who couldn't even see his face, Princess Ayigu How can I rest assured?
Although Nashun said repeatedly, don't provoke the gods to resent, it's best not to disturb the life of the son...

(End of this chapter)