Chapter 499 It’s Too Late
The emperor's eyes were red as he stared at Luo Ling'er, "What do you mean by that look? Are you really planning to use my blood?"
Luo Linger's expression changed, as if she suddenly came to her senses, and she forced a flattering yet guilty smile on her face.
"Son, I really can't bear it any longer! Please save me, okay? Just use a little of your own blood, it won't kill you!"
The emperor's face and eyes were filled with mockery, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Didn't you hear that she was lying to you? She was deliberately provoking you and teasing you! Because she hates you so much, she wants to turn you into a beast who kills your own flesh and blood!"
"So, you know that you are a beast?" Xiao Jiuer said suddenly.
The emperor glanced at Xiao Jiuer and said, "I am different! I am the emperor. Anyone who is not in my favor must die!"
Xiao Jiuer shrugged her shoulders and said, "You will regret it!"
Luo Linger looked at Luo Qiuyue with suspicion and was undecided for a moment.
Luo Qiuyue smiled nonchalantly, "Anyway, I've already told you the method to detoxify. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
Luo Linger looked at the emperor and murmured, "But...but he is my own flesh and blood. If I drink his heart's blood, am I still a human being?"
Luo Qiuyue sneered, "You are not a human being. My father raised you for so many years, and you even killed him. How come you have a conscience now?"
Luo Linger scratched her skin impatiently, "Can his heart blood really detoxify?"
"You'll know if you try it." Luo Qiuyue smiled, "You have no other choice."
Luo Linger gritted her teeth and slowly walked towards the emperor.
The emperor's eyes were filled with bitterness and anger. "Are you going to attack me in the end?"
"Son." Luo Ling'er scratched her face and said sadly, "Please save me! You can't bear to watch your own mother die like this, right? I haven't lived a happy life, and I really can't bear to let me die like this! I will be very gentle and try not to hurt you, okay?"
The emperor's face was gloomy. "Am I really your own flesh and blood? How could you have the heart to kill me?"
Luo Linger asked in return, "Isn't Xiao Jiu'er your own flesh and blood? Isn't Mingzhu your own flesh and blood? Why would you still be so cruel? Besides, I only want your blood, not your life!"
The emperor lowered his eyes and laughed, "Well, I've never treated anyone sincerely in my life. Although you're not a good mother, you're someone I truly want to treat. Come!"
Luo Linger was overjoyed, "Good son! I didn't give birth to you in vain! When I get better, I will definitely treat you well!"
"I have only one request, that you stay by my side from now on, even if I become a prisoner."
"Okay! I will definitely treat you well in the future and make up for what you have lost over the years!"
Luo Linger said, picking up the dagger on the ground, and impatiently ripped open the emperor's clothes, gritted her teeth and stabbed it into his exposed chest, "Don't worry, son, I'll be gentle, the wound won't be deep!"
Everyone exclaimed in surprise.
"How could this woman, since she is the emperor's biological mother, do such a thing?"
"What mother in the world would be willing to drink her own child's blood?"
"Although the emperor is not a human being, it is indeed pitiful for him to be treated like this by his own mother!"
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Luo Linger ignored the discussions around her, put down the dagger, stared at the flowing blood with wide eyes, and carefully collected it in a small porcelain bottle.
The emperor's face turned pale, with cold sweat on his forehead. "Mother, please sing a nursery rhyme for me again, it won't hurt anymore."
Luo Linger stared at the small porcelain bottle. "I don't know how to sing any nursery rhymes at all. Did you remember it wrongly?"
"You're right. I've never forgotten it." The emperor slowly closed his eyes. "I'll sing it for you."
The emperor closed his eyes and hummed a soft melody. The singing was as gentle as water, like a stream flowing slowly in the quiet moonlit night, which was intoxicating.
As soon as the singing stopped, the emperor opened his eyes and looked at Luo Linger expectantly, "This is the song, sing it again."
Luo Linger's eyes were confused. "I've never sung this song before! Maybe it was sung by a palace maid!"
"I've heard this song quite often over the years," Gao Sui said from the crowd. "Many people in the palace have heard it."
The emperor looked at him suddenly and asked anxiously, "Where in the palace have you heard this?"
"Cold Palace. Almost everyone who has been to the Cold Palace has heard of it."
"Cold Palace??"
"Yes, there is a crazy queen living in the cold palace, and she always likes to sing this song."
The emperor looked dazed.
He suddenly thought of the Queen Mother's ambiguous words.
Looking at Luo Ling'er happily drinking her heart's blood, the emperor asked with a pale face: "Are you sure, I am your son?"
"How could it be fake?" Luo Linger wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. "You have a large red birthmark on your left shoulder, there's no mistaking it!"
"What did you say?" The emperor's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Luo Linger was stunned. "Could it be that... you don't have a birthmark?!"
"Of course he doesn't have a birthmark, because he is not your son." Chen Xingnong Yue came back.
"That old woman asked me to bring you a message." Chen Xing looked at Luo Ling'er, "Your biological son was burned to death on the night of the fire."
"What?!" Luo Linger didn't show any sadness. She just looked at the gloomy emperor in surprise. "Then whose child is he?"
"He is Concubine Jia's child. Concubine Jia was framed and sent to the cold palace. She only found out she was pregnant after that. However, Concubine Jia was cold and aloof. She refused to use the baby in her womb to plead with the late emperor. Later, she gave birth to a son in the cold palace. When the empress dowager found out, she had the child secretly taken away. Concubine Jia went crazy after losing the child."
"So you are not my mother! That's great!" The emperor suddenly laughed.
Luo Linger's expression changed drastically. "Then will this heart blood still be of any use to me if I drink it?"
"Of course it's useless!" The emperor sneered, "You bitch, you've hurt me time and time again. Go to hell!"
After saying that, he picked up the dagger beside him and cut Luo Linger's throat with a "swish".
"You heartless and ungrateful thing...at least...I treated you well..." Luo Linger's blood sprayed all over the emperor's face, and she fell to the ground and died.
The emperor's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and he exclaimed in ecstasy, "Uncle! Can you please let me see my mother in the cold palace? As long as I can see her, I am willing to be a prisoner for the rest of my life and sincerely repent!"
"But you can't see her anymore." Gao Sui had a complicated expression.
"Why?" An ominous premonition welled up in the emperor's heart. "She...what happened to her?"
"She's dead."
"Dead?" The light in the emperor's eyes instantly disappeared, and tears rolled down his face. "How did she die?"
"Emperor, have you forgotten?" Gao Sui sighed, "After Consort Shu died, you said that betrayers were the most hateful, and you ordered the death of all the concubines in the cold palace, including the late emperor's, of course."
"Clang!" The emperor dropped the dagger in his hand to the ground. He looked down at his blood-stained hands and asked, "It was I who killed her?"
"She drank the poisoned wine while singing this song and thinking of her child." Gao Sui said with pity, "She didn't suffer much."
"Mother..." The emperor's tears fell to the ground. "I was wrong. I really didn't know!"
"You're so pitiful." Little Jiuer walked up to him, "You've killed everyone who loved you! Your brain is, your mother is, and so am I!"
"You???" The emperor looked up at her blankly.
"I decided to be your child because I heard your prayer! I'm here to help you, have you forgotten?"
The emperor's expression changed drastically. "My prayers? The prayers I pray every night in the early hours of the morning?"
"You said you were pitiful, but no one loved you and no one helped you!" Xiao Jiuer pointed at him angrily, "I'm coming! If it were you, how could you treat me?!"
This is what Xiao Jiuer remembered after she regained her memory.
At that time, she was floating in chaos and could hear a man's prayer every day. She was moved by this man, so she followed the voice and came here.
The emperor slumped to the ground, as if all his strength had been drained away.
"I was wrong, all wrong!" The emperor trembled, looking up at Xiao Jiuer, "I am the one who let you down!"
"It's too late." Xiao Jiuer shook her head, "I will never forgive you."
"I know!" The emperor pounded his hands on the ground and cried loudly. After a long time, he wiped his face with his sleeves.
"Xiao Jiu'er, you must be happy and live a sunny life, so that your life in this world will not be in vain!"
After saying that, he grabbed the dagger.
By the time everyone reacted, the emperor had already stabbed the dagger deep into his chest.
"I actually knew I was wrong a long time ago... But life, there's no turning back..."
The emperor died with his eyes open.
Everyone was silent for a moment, and there was not much feeling of relief in their hearts.
"Let's go back, let's go back!" Luo Qiuyue hugged the little girl in her arms and walked towards home.
The old ministers caught up.
"Princess Jiuer, we didn't think it through before! We think three days of work and four days of rest are fine!"
"That was the previous price!" Xiao Jiuer held up two fingers, "The current price is—"
"Two days! Seven days, I only work two days!"
"The last day of every month is Children's Day, a holiday!"
"From New Year's Eve to Lantern Festival, we have holidays!"
"Otherwise, you're just being a hooligan!"
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