Chapter 643 We will definitely catch him!
No, not his real son.
But Nangong Di was content just to catch a glimpse of Kurt's appearance.
In fact, when Nangong Di first learned that Anar had kidnapped his four disciples, he rushed to the Western Regions, hoping to see Anar one last time.
He left without saying goodbye back then, which seemed carefree, but I've always felt a little guilty about it.
There's even a bit of regret.
Later, I heard that she married into the Wusun tribe, and the king of Wusun died less than two years later.
She single-handedly carved out a bloody path for herself in Wusun, and ascended the throne of Wusun with her young son.
She became the true ruler of Wusun—the Queen Dowager of Wusun.
At that time, Nangong Di had no idea that the son she gave birth to was actually their bloodline!
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have made Xuan Cang risk his life to find Luo'er in Da Chu and get that painting when he was captured by Anar.
He wanted to fool Anar with the painting so that he could take the opportunity to escape with his apprentices.
But after learning what sins he had committed back then, Nangong Di no longer wanted to escape.
He owed this life to the mother and child.
Therefore, he would do anything to save Kurt as long as there was even a sliver of hope.
Anar's expression turned cold as she watched Nangong Di's retreating figure.
"What's there to see?"
"Walk!"
She led Li Qingluo and the others in pursuit of the direction Kurt had gone.
"This Kurt, no! This fake Kurt, how could he have come out of the Great Khan's palace? What is their relationship now?"
"Furthermore, Lord Gudu said he summoned Kurt. Even if Kurt has already entered the palace, shouldn't he have come to find me, his 'mother,' first?"
"He's stopped even bothering with appearances!"
"This is utterly absurd!"
Li Qingluo: "Could this Kurt be one of the Empress's people? Didn't that woman in the Cold Palace say that the Empress's third son, who was born of the Empress, was sickly from childhood and just passed away five months ago?"
Anar shook her head and said, "That was impossible five months ago."
"Because Kurt changed five months ago!"
That means the timing didn't match.
Li Qingluo: "No rush, we'll eliminate them one by one."
Soon, it was time for the banquet.
Anar led Li Qingluo and her entourage back from their stroll outside, but were stopped just as they were about to step into the hall.
“Princess Anar, you are only allowed to bring two servants into the palace tonight. Please abide by this rule.”
Anar snapped, "Get out of here!"
"They are all servants who attend to me. I am determined to bring them all into the palace today. What can you do about it?"
Anar, referring to herself as the Empress Dowager of Wusun, was far more prestigious in the imperial court than Princess Anar, who was once noble but is now largely ignored.
Instantly, the servant lowered his head.
Li Qingluo leaned forward and whispered a few words to Anar.
Anar then turned to Kill One and Kill Four behind her and said, "You two, stay outside the hall."
Although it was Anar who gave the order, both Sha Yi and Sha Si glanced at Li Qingluo first.
Li Qinglu nodded slightly, and the two of them immediately stood outside the hall and did not go forward again.
Anar only brought Nangong Di and Li Qingluo with her. The three of them took off their shoes and entered the hall, where they were led by a palace maid to their seats for the evening.
Anar was placed in a corner.
She suppressed her anger and did not lash out on the spot.
But Li Qingluo noticed it all; wasn't this a deliberate targeting?
The banquet began, but the Marquis of Gudu did not appear. The Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager arrived one after the other, and the entire audience rose to pay their respects.
After they were seated, the Empress Dowager seemed to notice Anar in the corner.
"Isn't this Anar?"
"You look so haggard and aged after all these years."
Anar stepped forward: "Your Majesty, I am almost fifty years old. I have wrinkles on my face and gray hair on my head, but these are just the marks of time. I have to admit that I am getting old."
"However, to my delight, Your Majesty's eyes have improved considerably."
"Didn't Mother not see very well a few years ago? I thought you wouldn't be able to see me tonight. After all, my seat is so hidden. I've been sitting in this hall for most of the day, and hardly anyone can see me."
"I didn't expect that Mother's eyes are so sharp; she called for me as soon as she came in."
"Your Majesty cares so much for me, yet I was afraid of disturbing you and didn't even go to pay my respects today. I am both moved and ashamed."
Upon hearing Anar's words, the Empress Dowager's face instantly turned pale and then red, looking extremely unpleasant.
Who doesn't know that the Empress Dowager has poor eyesight?
But as soon as she sat down, she looked directly at Anar, clearly indicating that Anar's seat was one she had designated beforehand.
The crowd immediately began to discuss the matter.
The Empress Dowager is almost eighty years old.
She was the longest-lived empress dowager in the imperial court in nearly a hundred years.
Everyone is saying that she must be senile, how could she be so disrespectful? After all, she is the Empress Dowager of Wusun.
Although both are empress dowagers, and the empress dowager's status is not as high as that of the emperor, one still has to consider the other's feelings.
The Empress Dowager glared at Anar fiercely and muttered, "You are still as vicious as ever."
Anar: "Not as good as you, the older you get, the more poisonous you become."
The Empress Dowager slammed her hand on the low table: "What did you say?"
She didn't hear clearly at all, but her intuition told her that Anar hadn't said anything nice.
"Enough, Mother!"
With a sharp shout, a tall and strong figure strode in with a swift and decisive air.
He went straight to Anar, stared at her with disgust, and said, "You shouldn't treat your grandmother like that; it's disrespectful!"
"Mother, do you know your mistake?"
The visitor was Kurt.
His fierce and menacing appearance showed no respect whatsoever for his birth mother.
Li Qingluo didn't speak, but turned to look at Nangong Di.
Nangong Di's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes burned with murderous rage.
Li Qingluo reached out and quietly pressed down on Nangong Di's arm.
Kurt is very murderous. If these two slaves dare to speak up for Anar, they might become his first sacrifice.
He was the king of Wusun.
Killing a slave is a trivial matter, as simple as drinking water or eating.
So neither Li Qingluo nor Nangong Di stepped forward, but instead let Anar stand up and slap Kurt hard across the face.
"You bastard!"
"How am I disrespecting your imperial grandmother?"
"As for you, you've become increasingly arrogant and outrageous. You've been away from Wusun for half a year, neglecting state affairs, and now you don't even acknowledge me as your mother?"
"I think you're the one who doesn't realize your mistake!"
"Back then, I single-handedly raised you, who was only one year old, to the throne, and overcame numerous difficulties to manage Wusun for you. You must have worked hard all these years, even if you haven't achieved anything great."
"But what about you?"
"Just because of a little dissatisfaction, he came to the imperial court and talked nonsense in front of the Chanyu, saying that I was holding onto the government and was unwilling to truly relinquish power."
"Kurt, do you have any conscience?"
"If you don't want to sit on this throne anymore, then abdicate it to your own son as soon as possible!"
Kurt seemed to be suppressing his anger as much as possible to avoid retaliating.
But his sinister face was already filled with murderous intent.
Even when facing his own mother, he showed no restraint, instead saying, "So you've finally revealed your ambition, Mother?"
"In that case, you can once again sit on the throne with your own grandson and continue to hold power in Wusun."
"Everyone has seen the kind of life I've been living all these years, haven't they?"
"How good could the Wusun be when it's ruled by a woman?"
"Whether I remain king or not has been irrelevant to me for a long time!"
"Since that's the case, why not—"
Kurt completely broke ties with Anar in front of everyone, and then seemed to want to say something about severing all ties with his mother. However, at that moment, the Great Chanyu, Guduhou, suddenly arrived.
"Kurt! Shut up!"
The Chanyu walked over angrily and slapped Kurt across the face.
"Is this how you treat your mother?"
"I think she's spoiled you rotten all these years!"
"Apologize to your mother now!"
It seemed that only then did the Marquis of Gudu realize what grievance Anar had suffered.
He looked at Anar with a hint of guilt in his eyes, while Kurt's original arrogance was instantly extinguished when he encountered the Khan, Guduhou.
He immediately knelt on the ground: "Uncle Shanyu, I..."
Marquis Gudu: "You're not kneeling before me, you're kneeling before your mother!"
"She raised you for over twenty years, yet you turned out like this!"
“But you weren’t like this before, now you’re full of hostility.”
"Kurt, what exactly are you doing?"
Kurt seemed very frightened by the Chanyu's suspicion and immediately turned to Anar, saying, "Mother, I know I was wrong."
"Please forgive your son."
The queen quickly got up and came over to persuade her, "This is all a misunderstanding."
"It was just that Mother asked Anar a couple more questions, and you, Chanyu, have always known Anar's temperament; she's just a bit too outspoken."
"Kurt was particularly filial to his grandmother, which is why he talked back to his mother, which deepened the misunderstanding."
"Kurt, you can't make that mistake again next time!"
Do you know?
Kurt: "Yes, Madam."
Anar was heartbroken when she saw this.
Her Kurt was indeed no longer her real Kurt.
Her son is very filial and considerate; he would never treat her like that!
This ghost that has taken over Kurt's body will definitely catch him!
Anar spent the whole night drinking alone.
Even when the Khan of the Beast Lord moved her seat to the side and asked her questions with concern, she was still not in a good mood.
The Marquis of Gudu could only sigh inwardly and ordered Kurt to move to her mother's residence immediately.
The original intention of the Marquis of Gudu was to repair the relationship between the mother and son.
Although Kurt seemed somewhat resistant, he eventually agreed.
In the end, Anar naturally got completely drunk.
She was helped out, still tipsy, but she clung to Kurt with tears in her eyes and said earnestly, "Kurt, your mother doesn't know what she did wrong."
"You and your mother should go home."
"I will correct any shortcomings you find in your mother."
“Your child is still young, and your Khatun is waiting for you…”
"Kurt, do you know how difficult and heartbreaking it was for your mother and your Khatun this time you left?"
"You are the true king of Wusun!"
Kurt's face looked very grim.
Li Qingluo and Nangong Di had to support Anar to finally pull her away completely.
However, as soon as she got into the carriage, Anar wiped her face.
She woke up from her feigned drunkenness.
“My own son wouldn’t be unaware of how much alcohol I can drink.”
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