Nongmen's clever daughter-in-law: hook a general and give birth to a cub

Chapter 290 Scars in the Years
The scars have gradually faded with the scouring of the years, but if you look carefully, you can still see the light black traces sunken into the flesh, which should be poisonous residues.

"Why would a mother kill her own flesh and blood? It doesn't make sense."

Du Yao said thoughtfully, pinched her chin again, and threw the broken sleeve aside, "In order to save my son's life, I really went all out, even the emperor who was waiting wholeheartedly dared to plot, but Going full circle and sending myself to death row, but I have to deal with such a ruthless hand!"

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

The reason why I still can't figure it out, the answer is right in front of me, but His Royal Highness Prince Jing refuses to face it.

"The imperial concubine doesn't want Prince Jing to live, she doesn't want Prince Jing to die in the hands of the Queen and the Crown Prince."

Seeing that the old man was silent, Du Yao said to herself, "This Prince Jing is really pitiful. He always wants to avenge his mother, but he is the one that his mother can't let go of. Instead of being unable to close his eyes when he dies, it's better to be here One more companion on the way to Huangquan can be regarded as a knot in my heart."

"Do you know what it's like to hate?"

"How could I not know?"

Du Yao smiled wryly and shook her head, the memories of her previous life flooded into her mind like a flood of beasts, "Being betrayed by the closest person, watching him become famous, watching him climb to the pinnacle of life, but I have nothing."

Uncontrollably think of that face, so clear, so lifelike.

If this person was standing in front of her at this moment, she dared to swear that she would beat this guy severely, and she would not take his life, but just wanted to have a settlement.

"When is it time to repay a wronged person? If it's out of love, you shouldn't hold grudges."

"You keep saying that everything is for me, but when did you ask me what I mean? My mother is always so determined to go her own way, but I don't have that kind of city."

The old man stood up suddenly from the bed, smashed the empty wine jar in his hand, looked at the broken tiles on the ground, his eyes became fierce, "If I do it again, if I still have a chance, I will definitely not let go of every guy who ruined my life, including that woman!"

"What if the real destroyer is not someone else but yourself?"

Du Yao saw it more clearly, "If the imperial concubine really wanted to kill you, she would definitely have more deadly poison on her fingernails, but obviously, the poison should be easily detoxified, and she won't take it anymore." your life."

Going directly into the flesh and blood, and unconsciously, when Prince Jing returned to the mansion, he might feel a little uncomfortable, but he wouldn't think of the injury on his arm, after all, he absolutely trusted his mother.

In the midst of this trust, the poisonous mist slowly eroded the internal organs.

"To the imperial concubine, you are like a piece of fish on a knife board. It is too easy to want your life, and it takes almost no effort."

Is it fast or slow?
Should he take his life immediately or little by little?

Everything is in the thoughts of the imperial concubine, there is no doubt about it.

Of course!
"She didn't do that, didn't really want to kill you, but gave you a warning."

……

"It's really sad to die in such a ghostly place with no regrets in my life!"

I saw the slovenly man in the cell next door, with messy long hair, holding the hay used to pave the floor in his hand, throwing it up vigorously, and then falling down like snowflakes, with a lot of debris and fleas on his body.

Maybe it was because she was really bored, or there was a little bit of fear before she died. The noble concubine who was not good at words actually took the initiative to talk, "I have never seen you before, and you don't look like a person in the palace. He couldn't be an official in the previous dynasty, how could he be caught here for no reason?"

Not a slave who offends his master.

It has nothing to do with glamorous officials.

Looking at the thin body, he doesn't look like a killer who walks the rivers and lakes. No matter what the possibility is, there seems to be no way to find evidence for this person.

"Who are you? You actually call yourself Ben Gong. You look pretty, but you're a bit old!"

The slovenly man scratched his itchy body, and approached the imperial concubine unsteadily. There was only a wooden fence between them, "A few days ago, I heard that the mother of His Royal Highness Prince Jing offended Longyan, and was locked up by the queen again." The hat of conspiracy and rebellion will be sent to death row to wait to be executed in the near future, please don't tell me that you are that poor imperial concubine."

"Bengong is the one you mentioned, Prince Jing is my son."

Speaking of this, his expression became more and more lonely, and he squatted on the ground weakly, "I was confused for a while, and only listened to the bewitching words of others, so I did things that shouldn't be done. It's too late to regret now."

snort!
The man pulled away the troubles in front of his eyes, revealing a still dirty face, "In the affairs of the palace, who is right and who is wrong, can you tell clearly? As long as you can be charged with a crime, it doesn't matter how much you have done before. If you are favored, the old emperor can kick you to this place where there is no life or death."

"The emperor also has the emperor's difficulties, don't say that."

Although he was heartbroken and had no hope for this love, he didn't want to listen to others criticizing the Holy Majesty, "There are tens of thousands of eyes on him inside and outside the palace. If he does something wrong, There will be people impeached, and there will be people who want to become king on their own, although being an emperor is an easy task, but it takes a lot of effort to secure the dragon position."

After finishing speaking in one breath, tears also flowed down, feeling very sad.

Hey!
A long sigh echoed in the empty cell, "What's the use of Bengong saying this? The emperor can't hear it. Even if he could hear it, he would think that Bengong has ulterior motives. What happened has already happened. , this barely held together fate, in the end is broken."

Decades ago, when the emperor was still the prince and the imperial concubine was still in her boudoir, a very interesting thing happened, and it was precisely because of this that there were subsequent entanglements.

"It must be an important matter for the emperor to choose a concubine for the prince. The whole country is busy working together. Whenever there are daughters of the right age in the family, they all scramble to hand over the picture scrolls for the selection, just to fly to the branches."

The imperial concubine seemed to be talking to herself, or she seemed to be chatting with the sloppy man, her wandering eyes flew out of the skylight on the roof of the shed, looking at the darkness in the distance.

The distant past is even more frightening than the unknown past.

"Daddy, I won't go to the draft if I say anything. There's no need to discuss this matter."

A small slapped face, but a pair of big eyes.

The delicate nose, exquisite ears, and the small pink cherry mouth complement each other's enviable facial features, showing a refined beauty.

"Wanrou, why are you talking to Dad?"

(End of this chapter)