The poisonous concubine is in power: the black-bellied prince, please detour

Chapter 9 The old lady is angry

"Mother, don't be angry, the princess must not mean that! We are still young, and we will definitely have another child!"

With the word filial piety in the foreground, Luo Bingshu naturally couldn't see the old lady get angry, after all, she was his mother who gave birth to him!
As for the princess, he couldn't ignore it: "Princess, don't be angry, Wuyou is young and ignorant, and you have a lot of adults, so just treat her as a child and talk nonsense!"

Princess Yongzhao turned her face down and flicked her sleeves, turned her head and snorted coldly, and directly shook his face.

When Luo Bingshu saw this, he immediately turned around and shouted angrily: "Wuyou, why don't you hurry up and make amends to the princess. Your younger brother is brought by your mother and taught by the old lady. What nonsense are you talking about?"

His tone was stern with deep anger, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip out. After he finished speaking, he stared at Wuyou who was kneeling on the ground with hatred.

It was her who said something and nothing, and made a mess of a happy and happy event.

Look, this is her own father, her own father!

He can't get angry at the old lady, because the old lady is his mother, he can't complain, he can't speak.

He can't get angry with Yong Zhao, not because Yong Zhao is his wife, nor because of love, but because he is afraid of Yong Zhao's identity, she is a princess, he can't offend her, let alone dare to offend her!
Not only can't offend, but also please!
Therefore, in order to marry Yong Zhao, he beat her mother into a concubine!

Therefore, he could only vent his grievances to her!

Therefore, he has ignored his mother and her in the past ten years, if he hadn't been accidentally drunk and strayed into the Yilan Courtyard that time, I'm afraid there would be no An'er.

Therefore, in the previous life, his mother had one corpse and two lives, and he had never offered a stick of incense in front of her spirit.

Therefore, he gave up her daughter without hesitation and let Yong Zhao arrange her marriage!

So, when she was killed, he never even showed his face!
Therefore, he personally imprisoned Ye'er and let Ye'er die without a whole body!
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Too many reasons have already worn away all the expectations she had for her father in her heart. In the previous life in the cold palace violence room, at the moment Ye'er's body was torn apart, she already understood that she, Luo Wuyou, was just a member of the Luo family. Abandon pawns.

Abandon the pawns!

Now, just reviewing his ruthless misfortune again, her heart has long been frozen, and she has no feeling for him except cold, cold, and hatred.

"Father, don't hit me, I, I didn't mean it, it's mother, it's mother, it's mother, mother... woo wa..."

Luo Wuyou sneered in his heart, but his face was full of fear, tears couldn't help falling down, and he was so sad that he almost gasped, as if he couldn't speak any more, he knelt on the ground and opened his mouth to howl.Like a wronged child!

Ruolan, how could Ruolan teach Wuyou to say such things?
Luo Bingshu was stunned, and was even more disturbed when he heard the cries of ghosts and wolves: "Your mother? Could it be that your mother taught you all this, don't cry, speak clearly!"

Luo Wuyou's face turned pale from fright, and she stopped crying, as if remembering something terrible, she got up on all fours, rushed into the old lady's arms and cried, "Grandmother, Wuyou! So scared, grandma, woo woo..."

"Good boy, don't be afraid, grandma is here, grandma is here, tell grandma if you have anything, be good..." Mrs. Luo was forced to put her arms around Luo Wuyou, and she was also taken aback. That bit of dissatisfaction disappeared.

What's wrong with this kid?
That little face is so pale, crying so miserably, although this granddaughter has never been very close to her, but where is the blood relationship, coupled with the pitiful crying, suddenly, the old lady found a way to be needed, to be loved The feeling of relying on.

No one rushed, but threw herself into her arms, which shows that in this child's heart, her grandmother still has some weight!

Thinking of this, Mrs. Luo's heart, which had always been hard, softened a bit.

Luo Wuyou held the old lady in her arms and sobbed for a long while, then said intermittently: "Grandmother... Wuwu, Wuyou, Wuyou, I had a dream last night, it was so scary, so scary, I, I dreamed of my mother, I dreamed that my mother was lying on the ground, she was covered in blood, blood, blood everywhere, a lot of blood, and my brother, my brother was soaked in blood..."

"Woooo, I stretched out my hand to pull my mother, to pull my brother, but I, I can't pull it, I can't pull it up, oh, I'm so useless, I'm so scared, I, I, I'm also dyed Blood, I heard mother crying, crying so miserable, so miserable..."

Fuyou's words made the old lady's heart skip a beat.

"Woooo..."

Wuyou nestled in the old lady's arms, weeping and crying, every time she said a word, the faces of everyone present became darker, at this time Wuyou said again: "Later, later, an old man with a white beard pulled me When I got up, he told me that someone was going to kill my mother..."

"I was so shocked that I woke up. After waking up, I heard my mother screaming again, woo woo. Later, later, Mother Liu told me that it was my mother who was giving birth and comforted me not to be afraid. However, I was still very scared. Thinking about the scene in my dream, I was terrified, so I went to my mother's place. As a result, as a result... Wow, grandma, there are really fragrant slices, there are really ginseng slices, woo woo... Grandpa said everything Really, someone really wants to kill mother, woo woo..."

Luo Wuyou was crying out of breath, the infant An'er seemed to be infected and opened her eyes, crying at the top of her voice, the whole room was filled with cries of one big and one small, the old lady was afraid that she had just been born His grandson cried out for good or bad, and hurriedly waved his hand for Li Mama to take the child down.

Luo Wuyou glanced at it with tears, and continued: "Woo, I know that my grandmother and father have always loved my mother and my younger brother. I was frightened and my mind went blank. The midwife caught her. But, but she died this morning. She really died. Grandma, Mama Lin said that she committed suicide by taking poison in fear of crime. But, grandma, this has nothing to do with Wuyou, Wuyou did I beat her, and no one gave her poison. Wuyou really didn't give her. Wuyou really didn't have poison. It's none of my business if she died. Grandma, I'm so afraid, will she come to me again at night? , woo woo..."

"Grandmother, you believe in Wuyou. What Wuyou said is true. Later, Mother Liu invited the doctor, and Mother showed him the incense and ginseng tablets. He said, he said... woo, grandma doesn't believe you You can ask Mother Liu, there are red brocades, green sunshine, spring rain, summer lotus, autumn chrysanthemum, and winter snow... They all know, they all see, they all hear, grandma, look..." Luo Wuyou said nervously Holding the old lady's arm tightly, as if afraid that the old lady would not believe it, she took out a delicate box from her bosom and handed it to the old lady with both hands.

The old lady took the box and opened it to see that Luo Wuyou's incense slices and ginseng slices wrapped in oiled paper were inside, her expression changed immediately.

Sharp eyes shot at Mother Liu who was kneeling on the ground, and her voice was unprecedentedly cold: "What did the doctor say?"

"Go back to the old lady, then, the doctor said that the ginseng tablet contained a small amount of drug, and the Ningshen incense contained musk." Mother Liu was so frightened that her voice was trembling, her head lay on the ground, and she dared not lift it up.

"No reason!"

Boom, the old lady's jade crutch smashed hard on the mahogany table, the teacups, jade cups and saucers were all thrown into the air, and fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces.

(End of this chapter)