Chapter 116

Concubine Zheng's tears fell again: "If I kill her, will the prince hate me..."

Gao Changgong was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Hate, I hate my concubine for killing a good military adviser of this king... Hahaha..." Gao Changgong's eyes turned red with the crisp laughter.

But, if she dies, what if she wins the world?
Concubine Zheng hugged the prince tightly, raised her head, stared at Gao Changgong, and said, "That's good, sir, don't forget the old lady's painstaking efforts, the prince will never fall in love with her..."

"This king... will never forget that mother is the most important person for this king. For her sake, this king can do without anyone..."

more than ten years ago.Yecheng.

Gao Changgong was famous in Yecheng for his proficiency in poetry and music since he was a child. Emperor Xi Changgong of the Northern Qi Dynasty entered the palace to face the saint, and presented poems and dances for the emperor.Chang Gong was still young at that time, thinking it was a great honor, he naturally went to the palace every day to face the saint.But I don't know what happened in the palace.One day, Chang Gong came back from the palace and saw his mother's face was covered with blood and her lips were black and blue.

When Chang Gong walked over, she suddenly went crazy and shouted hysterically: "Gao Zhan, you bastard, you don't even let your sister-in-law off, Gao Zhan, I hate you to death..."

Chang Gong cried out in fright: "Mother, what did Uncle Jiu Wang do to Mother?"

She looked at her crying son and said viciously: "He insulted me and beat me, Chang Gong, you will kill him when you grow up... Remember, you must kill him, or he will kill you you……"

There was a ruthlessness in her eyes, and her petite face became distorted because of it.The white teeth were already stained with traces of blood, and the black corners of her lips made her look even more tragic and unbearable.Under the torn clothes, there were shocking whip marks, and the almost torn flesh showed the ruthlessness of the whip holder, whipping down one after another, without mercy.

Chang Gong caressed those scars, and asked heartbroken: "Mother, does it hurt..."

"It doesn't hurt, my mother doesn't hurt. Chang Gong, let's leave Yecheng, we won't be angry..." Her words made the young Chang Gong heartbroken. As a man, he couldn't protect his mother. , is his fault.

(End of this chapter)

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