Chapter 460 Hua Lan's Mother
Inside the palace, Yongtai stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, the Empress and the Crown Prince are here."
Upon hearing the voice, Yan Shixu stood up suddenly and strode out of the palace gate.
Under the gaze of everyone, he took Wen Li'er into his arms as if no one was around, his warm palm covering her bulging belly, his tone full of worry:
"Li'er, why are you still awake so late? Is this little thing bothering you? When he/she is born, I'll spank him/her hard!"
Tiantian's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at his mother's belly with sympathy.
Wen Li'er glared at him angrily, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? The baby is very well-behaved. It was I who wanted to come and see Your Majesty."
Yan Shixu frowned slightly: "What's there to see? Go back and rest quickly, don't tire you and the child."
Wen Li'er knew these people very well and didn't want her to witness such filth and feel disgusted for no reason.
Forget it, forget it. They all treat her as a delicate flower that cannot withstand the slightest wind and rain.
Wen Li'er snorted softly and raised her face: "Then I will take my leave first. Your Majesty and Tiantian should not stay up too late."
"Um."
Yan Shixu rubbed the top of her head, his eyes gentle: "Yongtai, carefully escort the queen back to the palace."
Wen Li'er looked back every few steps, and with the support of Qiu Ying and Hua Zhan, her figure gradually blended into the dark night outside the palace.
At the entrance of Hanyuan Hall.
Yan Shixu and Tiantian stood side by side, watching the figure leave.
Tiantian suddenly spoke up: "Father, I believe that the Queen Mother is not such a fragile person."
Yan Shixu glanced sideways, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "I never said she was fragile."
Tiantian asked: "Why are you always so cautious and protective?"
Yan Shixu rolled his eyes at his son in annoyance: "You don't have a woman, you don't understand."
day by day:"???"
Looking at his father's tall back as he turned and walked into the hall, Tiantian scratched his head hard.
I just figured out one puzzle, why is there another one?
He doesn’t understand? How can he understand?
Does he understand "Yan Xingtian"?
The Prince of Cheng, the Prince of Qian and others standing in the palace looked at the little prince, who was precocious and intelligent but also in deep self-doubt, and cast silent sympathetic glances at him.
Your Highness, you don't need to understand.
Because... I don't understand either.
Inside Hanyuan Hall.
Yan Shixu sat back on the dragon throne. The tenderness and affection he had shown towards Wen Li'er just now had disappeared, replaced by the cold and arrogant look of an emperor.
His cold gaze swept over the people kneeling before His Highness. His voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling pressure:
"Who's going to speak first? Tell the truth, and I might reward you with a quick death."
Princess Taiping sneered and said nothing.
The Xiyu delegation was filled with outrage. They glared at the emperor on high, while protecting their Princess Yuyao tightly behind them.
The leading envoy, Gong Chunyu, was a trusted and old minister of the King of Xiyu. His eyes widened as he asked sternly:
"Your Majesty, Emperor of Dayan! I, Xiyu, have come to your country with a sincere heart to seek marriage! Is this Dayan's way of hospitality? Is this Dayan's attitude towards establishing friendly relations with Qin and Jin?!"
Yan Shixu glanced at him indifferently and waved his hand casually:
"Dare to stare at me? Kill me."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sicheng had already unsheathed the sword at his waist!
A flash of cold light!
“Puff—crack!”
A head with angry hair and beard fell to the ground, rolling around and rolling straight to the knees of Princess Yuyao, who was forced to kneel on the ground.
Yu Yao was a woman after all, and the bloody head right in front of her made her scream instantly.
His body instinctively wanted to shrink back, but he was held firmly by the iron-like guards behind him, unable to move.
"You bastard emperor! You brutally slaughtered my Xiyu officials and humiliated my Xiyu princess. Do you really think that there is no one in my Xiyu?!"
The young deputy envoy, Bi Hantuo, had bloodshot eyes and was roaring wildly as he struggled to break free from the restraint of the imperial guards. He was like a mad tiger, ready to pounce on the throne.
Yan Shixu didn't even lift his eyelids.
"laugh--!"
A long sword pierced through the back and chest of Zhu Hantuo like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue!
Luo Yunzhen had an expressionless face. He twisted his wrist and drew out his sword.
The burly body of Bi Hantuo fell to the ground with a loud bang, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.
"Yi Hantuo! Wake up! Yi Hantuo——!!!"
Princess Yuyao's scream was shrill and heartbreaking.
The rest of the Xiyu delegation were already frightened out of their wits and their faces were pale.
In the blink of an eye, two important officials of Xiyu died in such a meaningless way in a foreign hall!
Panic spread, and everyone threw their heads to the ground, wailing for mercy:
"Your Majesty, please spare me! I don't know what I'm waiting for! Please have mercy! Please spare me, Your Majesty..."
The sounds of crying and begging came one after another.
Watching the ministers of his own country crawling so humbly at the feet of Emperor Dayan, begging for mercy just to survive.
Princess Yuyao was so angry that she was shaking all over and cursed in Xiyu language.
"Emperor Dayan! If you have the guts, kill this princess! How can you be considered a hero if you slaughter my Xiyu officials?!"
Yan Shixu finally raised his eyes and looked at the princess who seemed to be strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and seemed to be really considering her proposal seriously.
He raised his hand again: "OK. Kill."
"Yes, sir!" Zhang Sicheng raised the sword in his hand again, and the cold blade pointed directly at Yu Yao.
"No--!" At the critical moment, Yu Yao's two personal maids, Aisha and Aina, suddenly rushed forward and used their thin bodies to block the princess!
The knife fell mercilessly.
Warm blood splattered all over Princess Yuyao's face and body.
She watched helplessly as the two palace maids who had grown up with her collapsed to the ground, their life force quickly fading away.
"Ayesha! Ayena! Don't die! Don't leave me!"
Yuyao hugged their still warm bodies tightly and broke down crying.
Aisha was dying. Looking at the princess's tearful appearance, she used up her last bit of strength and said incoherently:
"Princess... Your Highness... Xiyu... has reached the end of her fate. Do not... resist... any longer..."
After she finished speaking, a large amount of blood spurted out and she slowly closed her eyes.
Princess Yuyao hugged Aisha's gradually cooling body tightly, her heart-wrenching cries echoing in the deadly silent hall.
Yan Shixu's eyes were as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth.
"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me the true purpose of your Xiyu marriage, as well as the entire story of the massacre at Yulan Village in Sunset Town. If you dare to conceal even a single word, I'll cut off the heads of your Xiyu royal family and hang them at the entrance of Yulan Village."
"I said! Don't hurt her!"
Before Princess Yuyao could speak, a woman in coarse linen clothes who was kneeling behind her raised her head.
She closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, there was only a kind of almost insane calmness in his eyes.
No one knows everything about Magnolia Village better than her.
This woman was Hua Lan's mother, Tang Zhuo.
Her true identity is Princess Yuyao's aunt, the younger sister of the current King of Xiyu - Yu Zhuohua!
Back then, Princess Zhuohua of Xiyu was famous for her wisdom before she got married.
She once devised three consecutive strategies and captured the former Emperor Zhaoqi, who was leading the army in person, alive on the battlefield, thus gaining widespread fame.
Later, King Wu of Dayan, who was only fourteen years old, broke into the Xiyu military camp alone and rescued the former emperor of Zhaoqi.
He personally cut off the head of the former emperor of Xiyu, and shocked the world with one battle.
When the two armies faced each other, the weapons and armor of Xiyu were not as good as those of Dayan, and with the sudden appearance of King Wu, he was invincible.
Xiyu suffered defeat after defeat and was eventually forced to cede territory in exchange for peace.
Princess Zhuohua regretted that she had underestimated the enemy and killed her father.
The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!
She swore a solemn oath: she would never return to Yu until she had avenged this vengeance!
Everyone knows that Princess Zhuohua committed suicide in front of the tomb of the former emperor of Xiyu to commemorate the lost city, and there is no more Zhuohua in the world.
But no one knew that she had quietly sneaked into Dayan's Xitong Pass as an orphan of war, using the alias "Tang Zhuo".
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