Chapter 627, Shocked, He Has Been the Emperor’s Abandoned Son for a Long Time
This house is considered a serious house in Dali Temple, but it is not actually a prison cell.
There was only one bed inside the door, and there was a simple table and a chair beside the bed. Mrs. Yu who was lying on the bed looked haggard, her face was decayed, and her hair was as disheveled as weeds. There was no trace of the dignity of the former Mrs. Yu.
, Mrs. Yu today is just an aging old woman.
Still a dilapidated old woman.
The messy bed, the messy old woman, the pale and bloodless face, the gray and dry lips, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest, Yu Xijiao would have thought that the person on the bed was already dead.
Mingyue didn't come in, so she stayed outside the door.
There were only two of them in the house.
Yu Xijiao slowly sat down in front of the table. There was a tea bowl on the table with a hole missing. She picked up a teapot that also had a corner missing. There was not a drop of water in it.
"Who...who is there? Give me a sip of water." Mrs. Yu closed her eyes on the bed and said softly.
The voice was very low, but the room was quiet, so I could still hear what she said.
"Mrs. Mrs. Yu, it's me." Yu Xijiao said softly.
Mrs. Yu was stunned for a moment, then she suddenly opened her eyes and woke up from her semi-conscious state, "It's... it's you little bitch, you... you..."
Yu Xijiao smiled coldly: "At this time, are you still showing off your fast talk? Your son and grandson are both dead. What's the point of such fast talk?"
Mrs. Yu stretched out her hand to cover her chest, her narrowed eyes gathered a glimmer of light, and she looked at Yu Xijiao with hatred, "It's all because of you, little bitch, I won't let you go even if I go to hell.
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Many things are twists and turns, all related to the Yu Xijiao in front of her. How could Mrs. Yu not hate her? If she hadn't lost her strength, she would have killed this little bitch in front of her right now.
"You won't let me go, so how do you know whether Marquis Zhengyuan will let you go? You and your son were bent on seeking the title of Marquis Zhengyuan and murdered the Marquis Zhengyuan's family. Have you ever thought about the fate of Jiuquan?
Are you willing to let you go, Lord Zhengyuan? Will he also drag you to the eighteenth level of hell?"
Yu Xijiao asked calmly, "Your son and grandson are already waiting for you in hell, and the King of Hell has already prepared a frying pan waiting for you."
Mrs. Yu trembled unconsciously, but she immediately reacted and gritted her teeth and asked: "What does this have to do with you? You little bitch actually harmed our family in a cunning and cunning way. You are not afraid of going to Abi Hell after death."
Suffering the crime of skinning and gouging out the heart."
"Madam, do you think we have no cause and effect? Madam, I am very curious, how do you dare to do such a thing? Marquis Zhengyuan also saved the emperor, and the emperor was very kind to him, how dare you let your own
My son is going to do such a thing, not to mention Duke An Guo is here."
Yu Xijiao said softly, her eyes falling on Mrs. Yu's ferocious and hateful face, examining her.
She still can't figure out some key points about this matter. Isn't it a legitimate favor for her father and the emperor? At that time, peace talks with the Southern Tang Dynasty had not yet been held, and the war between the two parties needed brave generals like her father.
"You little bitch, you want to know?" Mrs. Yu suddenly smiled sinisterly.
Yu Xijiao didn't speak, she leaned back slowly, her eyes as calm as water: "Actually, I didn't want to come today, but the old lady wanted to know why you did this, saying that although you were selfish at the time, you were not
If you are so sinister, you will not have the guts to do such a thing. This is a serious crime of confiscating a family and exterminating a clan, or even being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."
Yu Xijiao said the last sentence very slowly.
Mrs. Yu must have known about Yu Zhongyang and his son.
"She... actually looks at me like this?" Mrs. Yu closed her eyes and said sternly.
"The old lady said you wouldn't be so stupid. Just because you saw that Marquis Zhengyuan was promising, you were not even willing to let Marquis Zhengyuan become the adopted son of the old lady. All you did was for profit. But what you are doing now, you see
There is no benefit at all, only stupidity. How stupid. Marquis Zhengyuan is your stepson, but he is also an important minister of the emperor. You are so stupid that the old lady feels like you have been possessed by an evil spirit."
Yu Xi said softly, with a mocking tone.
Mrs. Yu was shaking with rage.
She and the old lady had been fighting since they were young. After so many years in Beijing, they had actually become indifferent to each other. Mrs. Yu felt that she was superior and would never interact with the old lady again.
The old country woman who doesn’t understand is fussy.
But this time the old lady reappeared and fought with her forcefully, new and old grudges made Mrs. Yu hate the old lady so much that Yu Xijiao mentioned the old lady again and again, and even spoke in the old lady's tone,
My breathing became rapid and it was difficult to remain calm.
"What does this damn bitch know? Yu Boyang has long been the emperor's abandoned son." The words came out of his mouth.
Just after she finished speaking, Mrs. Yu took two deep breaths and looked sideways at Yu Xijiao. Sure enough, seeing Yu Xijiao's shocked face, she suddenly burst into laughter and pointed at her: "
You don’t think that Yu Boyang is really the emperor’s favorite, do you? If it wasn’t the palace’s intention, would I dare to do this?”
"What do you mean by the emperor's important minister, an important minister who doesn't know the emperor's heart? If it weren't for my presence in the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion, it might have been destroyed long ago, and the family would have been confiscated and exterminated. How could it be that in the past few years, Yu Boyang has been a fool?
, she is as stubborn as that damn woman, stupid and stupid, and doesn’t care what the emperor wants..."
When Mrs. Yu said this, she suddenly coughed violently. Yu Xijiao looked at her difficult cough coldly with cold eyes.
After a while, Mrs. Yu finally stopped coughing. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her dirty sleeves. She looked up at Yu Xijiao, only to see that the corners of her lips were slightly raised in mockery.
"You don't believe it?" Mrs. Yu took a heavy breath and said with a sinister smile.
"Why should I believe you? Everyone knows what kind of person Zhengyuan Hou is. He is both smart and brave. He is also a military commander that the emperor has trained hard to protect. He is the most loyal minister of the emperor. The emperor even
Yu Lanxuan has been granted the title of County Lord, but who else who is not of royal blood can be granted the title of County Lord?"
Yu Xijiao asked disdainfully.
"Should I be granted the title of County Lord? Yu Boyang...saved the emperor. With such a great kindness, why can't he be granted the title of County Lord? Yu Boyang is so stupid. He spent so much kindness for a daughter who is about to get married. This kindness can even be
Ask the emperor for a death-free gold medal."
Mrs. Yu bit her tongue and said, her eyes becoming more and more hateful.
If Yu Boyang was asking for a gold medal to avoid death, his son or grandson would not die this time. Yu Boyang was stupid to death.
"Yu Boyang is self-righteous. When I tried to persuade him, he didn't listen. How much did he think the emperor thought highly of him? If he thought highly of him, how could he pass on the news to the Ning family and ask Zhongyang to go to the border to take action? If there was no one else to help, what could Zhongyang do?
Possible success? I...I thought it was Ning's skill before, but now I realize...someone actually planned it well in advance. If it fails, my son will be pushed out..."
Mrs. Yu couldn't continue talking until she reached this point. She burst into tears and felt resentful and angry in her heart.
She has finally figured it out. If she wants to take action against Yu Boyang, why does her son need to do it himself? Everything is prepared. Her son just killed Yu Boyang under the guidance of others. In fact, when things get to that point, no one can
That's okay, but why did it happen that my son secretly traveled thousands of miles to the border?
"They want to... push Zhong'er as a scapegoat. They want to kill Zhong'er and make Zhong'er take the blame..." Mrs. Yu roared, trying her best.
In fact, her voice was not high, and only Yu Xijiao in the room could hear her. After she finished speaking, she gasped for air, and it looked as if she could not breathe.
"Who are they? Mrs. Yu won't be delusional, right?" Yu Xijiao asked disapprovingly, her tone still unhurried.
"Them?" Mrs. Yu finally calmed down, glared at Yu Xijiao fiercely, and suddenly smiled, "Are you really sure you want to listen?"
"You dare to tell me?" Yu Xijiao asked, slowly clenching the handkerchief.
"I dare to tell you, do you dare to listen?" Mrs. Yu sneered again and again. She was just an old woman with nothing now. Life was worse than death. There was really nothing to fear.
"You can say it if you want to. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it. I came to see you this time because of the old lady. I may not be able to see you next time." Yu Xijiao looked sideways at the embarrassed Mrs. Yu.
, the smile is light and gentle.
We may not be able to see her next time. This is not to say that Yu Xijiao may not come, but to remind Mrs. Yu that she may not be alive next time. Looking at Mrs. Yu’s appearance, she will not be able to hold on for long. Yu Xijiao reminds Mrs. Yu.
Madam, her days are numbered.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Mrs. Yu's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said: "I don't know what Marquis Zhengyuan and Duke An Guo did to offend the palace... and bring down my son and grandson. All of this is his own fault.
I hate that my son doesn’t know anything and falls into other people’s plans. I hate...I hate..."
Mrs. Yu suddenly straightened up and tried to sit up. The veins on her neck bulged. Then she fell down with a plop. Her whole body twitched, and then she seemed to be dead. The room became strangely quiet...
Yu Xijiao stood up, walked to the bed, and looked at Mrs. Yu who was lying on the bed as if she had lost consciousness. After looking for a while, she could only see Mrs. Yu's weak breathing on her chest.
"You guys are really so stupid. You're so stupid that you don't know how to be taken advantage of. You're so stupid that you don't know how you died. You're so stupid... everyone is dead now, but now you've pushed the matter to Zhengyuan.
There is no need for Marquis Zhengyuan. Marquis Zhengyuan is a trusted minister of the Emperor and everyone knows it. Don’t fool people with such nonsense before you die."
Yu Xijiao whispered, and there was even a faint smile in her voice: "You have never fought against the old lady in your life, and you still want to hook up with your son's family before you die. It is really stupid to say that I will go back and tell the old lady
Considering how you look now, I believe the old lady will be very happy."
After Yu Xijiao finished speaking, she turned around and left.
"Don't talk nonsense without evidence. I won't believe it. You can just kill your own family by yourself." Yu Xijiao shook her hand without looking back and continued to walk out.