Chapter 500: Seizing the daughter?

The Empress Dowager said: "When a dying man is about to die, his words are good. I don't want to die with sin and guilt. You should know the truth and don't think of me as a good person."

How could she be a good person?

The one who survived the bloody storm in the harem was still the final winner. Her hands were stained with blood countless times

. Saving Ling Fengxun was just a little kindness on her part at the time.

She is a woman who will abandon her own son even if he wants to kill her. The person she cares most about in her life is always herself.

"I was indeed deceived by the old abbot at that time. I didn't know that after doing that thing, it would cause such great harm to Beiling. I don't ask for forgiveness, I just hope that after I die, my ashes will be scattered into the sea instead of into the imperial mausoleum."

She has been guarding in the deep palace for her whole life. She

doesn't want to stay here after she dies.

Ling Fengxun has a cold face and said to the empress dowager in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will."

The Empress Dowager smiled when she heard it.

"Xun'er, I'm sorry."

She is sorry to Ling Fengxun.

However, she will not regret any decision she has made in her life.

Ling Fengxun walked out of the room, and An Yunxi clearly felt that his aura had become a little depressed.

She followed Ling Fengxun quietly, only looking back at the room where the Empress Dowager was, moved her lips, but could not ask what was in her heart.

Ling Fengxun took An Yunxi out of Cining Palace, and he exhaled a foul breath, and then said: "Just now, she told me that she killed my mother."

An Yunxi was stunned and her eyes widened.

Her thoughts were surging in her mind, and she raised her eyes with heartache and looked at Ling Fengxun.

An Yunxi grabbed Ling Fengxun's hand tightly, as if to give him strength.

Ling Fengxun raised his eyes slightly: "Over the years, I have always regarded the murderer of my mother as my mother, which is really ridiculous."

He once thought that it was because of his birth that his mother died.

If it weren't for the difficult birth, Molan would not have died.

But today he knows that the real cause of his mother's death was because someone secretly poisoned her, which caused her to be weak during childbirth and died.

The Empress Dowager had a love for him, but also a hatred for the murder of his mother.

Ling Fengxun can no longer face her now.

An Yunxi pursed her lips, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and hugged Ling Fengxun tightly in her arms.

She placed her cheek on Ling Fengxun's chest. Her voice was very gentle, with a magical power that healed people's hearts.

"Those who harm others will eventually suffer the consequences. They will surely be uneasy every day and be condemned by the world."

Ling Fengxun heard this, slowly lowered his eyes, raised his hand and touched An Yunxi's head.

He knew that Xier was comforting him, wanting to comfort him a little.

"These are not the prince's fault. From the beginning to the end, the prince has never owed anyone, so the prince does not need to blame himself anymore in the future."

Ling Fengxun's thin lips moved, but the words were in his throat but did not come out.

Thousands of words finally turned into a kiss, landing on An Yunxi's forehead In

the An Mansion, Mrs. Du had just dressed up and moved her hairpin in the mirror, and she heard the voice of a little maid outside the door.

"Madam, there is a guest outside the door. It is a middle-aged man with a refined and handsome appearance. He said he came to see an old friend."

A look of doubt flashed across Mrs. Du's eyes.

She thought it was a friend of General An, and immediately stood up and said, "Welcome him in."

Perhaps the other party didn't know that General An was gone, and after she went out to see this person, she made her words clear.

In the living room, Mrs. Du saw a figure outside the door walked in under the guidance of the servants in the mansion.

She immediately put on a warm smile to entertain guests.

"I wonder if you are here to see the general? Unfortunately, the general passed away two years ago."

But before Mrs. Du finished her words, she heard the man who walked into the living room say, "No, I am here to see you, Madam."

This made Mrs. Du slightly stunned, and then she carefully looked at the man in front of her.

The man looked very young, and he looked like he was in his early thirties. He was wearing a clean and tidy white shirt with exquisite embroidery on the cuffs and collar. He was tall and had broad shoulders. It was obvious that he was a martial artist.

His face was like a sculpture, and his facial features were very beautiful.

He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his dark eyes seemed to hide in the abyss, deep and bottomless.

The whole person's aura was domineering, like a sharp blade that had been unsheathed, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable noble aura.

Du racked her brains, but she couldn't remember when she had known such a person.

"You, looking for me?"

The man was Jun Wuce.

In the past few days, he wandered around the capital, looking for memories that he had forgotten, and finally stopped in front of the door of General An's mansion.

He remembered this place.

As he returned to that familiar place, the memories that had been buried for many years were gradually revived, allowing him to finally recall everything in the past.

He remembered that he owed a benefactor.

His lifesaver

All the past memories emerged clearly in his mind, and Jun Wuce finally had the courage to step into the An Mansion.

He came today for no other reason than to explain the cause and effect of the incident and to take the responsibility he should bear.

"Madam may not remember me, but you should still remember that you rescued me and brought me home 20 years ago, a fool who lost his memory."

Mrs. Du was stunned.

How could she not remember this?

Ever since she knew the truth of some things, she thought about Xier's biological father. That incident was a lifelong shame for her and a nightmare she dared not recall.

However, she couldn't hate that person, the person who was also a victim like her.

She once thought that person had died long ago, but she never expected that he was still alive and even appeared in front of her.

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Mrs. Du's eyes.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at the other person's face.

After all, this matter was difficult to talk about, and it was not convenient to speak out. She could only vaguely say: "I still remember some."

Jun Wuce bowed heavily to Mrs. Du respectfully.

Seeing the other party like this, Mrs. Du hurriedly said: "You don't have to be so polite. So many years have passed. Now that I see that you are fine, I am relieved."

After all, when she learned that the other party might be dead, Mrs. Du still felt a little guilty and felt that she had implicated others.

Jun Wuce shook his head: "I can't repay you for saving my life. I didn't come to you all these years because of my own reasons. Please forgive me."

The man in front of her was gentle and polite, and he spoke politely.

Mrs. Du felt a little more at ease and was not as reserved as at the beginning.

"So that's the case. I can understand it, and I don't blame you for what happened back then."

Mrs. Du's voice was also calm and gentle, but there was a little bit of vigilance in her tone.

If you don't think about the initial embarrassment, then what is the purpose of this person suddenly appearing?

Is he here to snatch her daughter away?

That won't do!