Chapter 452 Who dares to touch my Xiyan?
Xiao Beicheng clapped his hands and sneered as if he had heard a huge joke:
"Your Majesty truly has deep affection and loyalty. But do you know? Your mother, in order to secure your seat on the throne, has long taken ruthless action. The fire in the Crown Prince's Mansion that killed all your brothers was no accident."
He paused, looked at Helian Feng's suddenly changed expression, and curled the corners of his lips:
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that those Helian princes are also Xiao Nanyan's half-brothers. Xiao Nanyan appears cold on the outside, but he's actually kind to his brothers. If he enters the city, the first person he'll kill is your mother!"
"What?"
Helian Feng was struck by lightning. He turned his head and looked at Su Qinyao. His eyes were full of shock and pain, and his voice was trembling.
"Mother, it was you...it was you who did it?"
Su Qinyao froze up when he looked at her. Seeing that things had come to this, she simply straightened her back, a hint of ruthlessness appearing on her face:
"That's right! It was Queen Mother who ordered Zou Xu to set the fire! What's the point of keeping them alive? They're all idiots. Sooner or later, Xiao Nanyan will use them to deal with you! If they die, Xiao Nanyan's leverage will be gone, and we can frame him and let the world accuse him of fratricide. It's killing two birds with one stone, what's wrong with that?"
"Not good, not good at all..."
Helian Feng's voice was low and hoarse, and his heart was in pain:
"They are my brothers! They are the bloodline of the Helian family!"
He never imagined that his beloved mother could be so cruel.
He originally thought that his brothers' deaths were caused by Xiao Beicheng. He had been holding back his energy these days, thinking that he would get rid of Xiao Beicheng and avenge his brothers after the world was stabilized.
But in the end, the murderer turned out to be his own mother!
In order to pave the way for him, she actually slaughtered all the princes of the Helian clan...
Can he sit safely on this dragon throne stained with the blood of his relatives?
"Bloodline? In this palace, bloodline is useless!" Su Qinyao retorted harshly:
"If it weren't for the Queen Mother's cruelty, would you be the one sitting on this throne right now? Feng'er, you're too kind. In the imperial family, kindness is a way to death!"
"So you're going to use the lives of your loved ones to pave the way for your son's imperial power?"
Helian Feng's eyes were bloodshot. "Mother, tell me, these past few days, when you woke up in the middle of the night, didn't you feel any guilt?"
"Guilt?"
Su Qinyao's voice became sharp:
"If it weren't for you, why would I do these dirty things? And now you're questioning your own mother?"
Just as the mother and son were arguing, a figure suddenly rushed out from the shadows. It was Helian Shu.
She had been hiding there for some time, and now her eyes were filled with madness. She clutched a dagger in her hand and rushed towards Xi Yan:
"It's all because of you, bitch! You ruined everything for me! I'm going to kill you!"
"Shu'er, you're crazy!"
Helian Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and without thinking, he moved sideways to block Xiyan, and at the same time kicked out, hitting Helian Shu's wrist.
The dagger fell to the ground with a clang, and Helian Shu staggered back a few steps and fell heavily to the ground.
Su Qinyao cried out in surprise and rushed over to help her up. A trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, and then she glared at Xiyan fiercely:
"It's all because of you, you slut! You've ruined my two good children. One turned from love to hate, the other went crazy for love!"
Xiyan stood behind Helian Feng, watching the farce in front of her, pursed her lips and said nothing, feeling it was absurd and sad.
It was Helian Feng, however. He looked at Helian Shu's face, which was somewhat similar to his mother Su Qinyao's, but now it was filled with the same resentful and twisted look, and felt a chill in his heart.
"Shu'er," his voice was as cold as ice:
"How could you become so cruel? Or is it that you have the same cold blood as Xiao Beicheng? Xiyan has never hurt you, yet you put her to death time and time again, just for that ridiculous obsession?"
Helian Shu felt a tightness in her chest from his scolding, but she still stiffened her neck and roared:
"She didn't harm me? She stole the man I loved and my brother's heart! If it weren't for her, how could you be so heartless to me? And now, for her, are you even willing to give up Yandu and our lives?"
Helian Feng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he was exhausted.
"If Yandu cannot be defended, I would rather die than gamble with her life."
Helian Shu became more and more angry. She turned to Xiao Beicheng suddenly, with a mad flash in her eyes:
"Father! Since my brother is unwilling to let this woman serve us, then kill her! Only by killing her can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"Shu'er!"
Helian Feng shouted angrily, and the air pressure around him dropped suddenly:
"Xiao Nanyan's army is about to break through the city gates and enter the palace. Instead of helping me repel the enemy, you force me to embarrass a woman here? Do you want us all to die here?"
"Shu'er is right."
Xiao Beicheng sneered and unsheathed his sword again:
"I'm determined to capture her today. This is our only chance to survive."
Before he finished speaking, he had already drawn his sword and rushed towards Xi Yan, the sword light as sharp as lightning.
Helian Feng hurriedly swung his sword to block, and the two swords collided again, sparks flying.
In the chaos, Su Qinyao looked at Xi Yan who was standing there alone, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes, and she ordered Yan Feng sternly:
"Go! Capture that woman!"
Yan Feng took the order and turned around to pounce on Xi Yan. He was strong and powerful, and his first move was to lock her throat.
Although Xiyan had taken the antidote, her internal strength had not yet recovered, so she could only barely dodge sideways.
Just as Yan Feng's hand was about to touch her, a purple light suddenly flashed before his eyes, and a slender figure came like a ghost, and the long sword in its hand stabbed out and attacked Yan Feng's wrist.
"Who dares to touch my Xiyan?"
When Xiyan saw the person coming, she was delighted:
"Manluo!"
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