Emperor Xia Hui glanced at Yin Jingyue beside him with bloodshot eyes.

Then take people and rush over faster.

After entering the door, I saw Yu Jiuchen holding Su Changzhao.

Emperor Xia Hui wanted to see Su Changzhao's situation, but Yu Jiuchen would not let him.

Emperor Xia Hui was so angry that he ordered: "Pull the man away from me!"

Several guards began to pull people away in a hurry.

Yin Jingyue, who came in later, saw Su Changzhao's body.

She wasn't too surprised.

My thoughts go back to a while ago.

Not long after Yu Jiuchen left, Su Changzhao also planned to go out.

Yin Jingyue suddenly came to her.

Although he knew what Yin Jingyue had done, it was a fact that she had cultivated and raised him over the years.

In addition, she is also Yu Jiuchen's biological mother.

Based on these two points, Su Changzhao's hatred for her was not very deep.

But their relationship is destined not to return to the former state of teacher-student love and filial piety.

"Is there anything wrong?" Su Changzhao asked indifferently.

Judging from her attitude, Yin Jingyue knew that she should already know those things.

"Let's talk. It won't take up too much of your time."

Su Changzhao paused, then finally nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Yin Jingyue confessed to her the truth of these years, as well as her own difficulties and mistakes.

She hoped to get Su Changzhao's forgiveness, or at least not transfer his hatred to her son.

Yu Jiuchen is innocent.

In response to this last sentence, Su Changzhao replied: "I distinguish between public and private matters. You are you, and he is him."

Just as Su Changzhao was about to say something, Yin Jingyue suddenly poured her a cup of tea.

"Hearing you say that, I feel relieved. Jiuchen is a stubborn kid, and he is sincere to you. I will leave him to you from now on."

Su Changzhao suddenly smelled a spicy smell and sneezed twice.

She didn't see that Yin Jingyue put a pill that would dissolve in water into the teacup at this moment.

"Did you catch a cold last night?"

Yin Jingyue pushed the cup of hot tea in front of Su Changzhao.

This has been a habit for many years.

Su Changzhao drank the cup of tea without thinking.

I was still thinking about catching a cold.

In fact, it was not a cold at all, but the torment she suffered from her son.

But she didn't dare say such words.

After drinking the tea, she got back to the point, "Actually, there is one thing I have never told you."

Yin Jingyue looked at her and waited for her next words.

Su Changzhao continued, "The day before yesterday, I also recognized my father, and I already knew about the ancestral system..."

Su Changzhao suddenly covered his abdomen.

Seeing her reaction, Yin Jingyue said calmly: "Oh, really?"

Su Changzhao nodded and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

She fell off the stool in pain and fell to the ground, with beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from her smooth forehead.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the cup of tea she had just drunk.

"Then tea...tea..."

Now she was in so much pain that she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Yin Jingyue curled the corners of her mouth, stood up and walked towards her.

He finished her unfinished words: "Are you trying to say that the tea is poisonous?"

"..."Su Changzhao stared at her intently.

Yin Jingyue smiled and said, "That's right, the tea is poisoned. I poisoned it. If you don't die here today, my son will die."

Su Changzhao grabbed the hem of her skirt and shook his head desperately.

"No..." She seemed to want to say something.

Yin Jingyue just thought that she didn't want to die.

Because she pulled her skirt too hard, Yin Jingyue kicked her away immediately!

After Su Changzhao fell to the ground, his consciousness gradually faded, and he finally breathed his last with regret...

The memories end.

Yin Jingyue just came in.

Then the furious Emperor Hui of Xia ordered: "If you can't pull it apart, chop it up and cut it into pieces. I don't believe it can still stick!"

"!!" Yin Jingyue rushed forward upon hearing that, but she didn't have time to stop him.

The guards' swords all stabbed into Yu Jiuchen's back.

"Jiuchen!!"

Yin Jingyue knelt down before Emperor Hui of Xia and cried,

"Your Majesty, please have mercy! Jiuchen is a rare astrological genius that only appears once in a century. Now that Su Changzhao is dead, only he is qualified to inherit the position of the Imperial Master!"

Emperor Xia Hui snorted coldly: "He killed my daughter and he still wants to be the imperial teacher?"

"Chang Zhao... Chang Zhao was a suicide. It has nothing to do with Jiuchen, Your Majesty!"

"You said she committed suicide?" Emperor Hui of Xia asked in a deep voice.

Yin Jingyue was a little confused: "Isn't it?"

"Last night, Chang Zhao came to see me and said that she was in love with Yu Jiuchen and wanted to withdraw from the Douxing competition, restore her princess status, and summon Yu Jiuchen to be her husband. I approved it."

Yin Jingyue's mind exploded: "So... so in this fight, no matter who wins or loses, no one will die?"

"Why did someone die? One is my daughter, and the other is my son-in-law. They are both rare talents, and they are the ones who protect our Great Xia."

Emperor Xia Hui noticed that Yin Jingyue's reaction was not right: "Could it be... you?"

"!!" Yin Jingyue was stunned.

“Hahaha…” Yu Jiuchen suddenly laughed: “Mother, my dear mother…” In a heartbroken tone: “You have calculated everything, but you keep making mistakes…”

Yin Jingyue immediately crawled over upon hearing this. The once high and mighty Xia State Master was now in a state of embarrassment and vicissitudes: "Jiuchen, my child, your mother has always been thinking about you..."

Hearing this, Yu Jiuchen laughed again, "Hahaha..."

How sad is the laughter.

"Think about me..." His eyes were filled with sadness and bloodshot: "Mother, you gave birth to me and raised me, I can't do anything to you... and I will pay for the mistakes you made..."

"Jiuchen, what are you talking about? Don't scare your mother!"

Yu Jiuchen threw a familiar piece of cloth to the ground.

The cloth was exactly what was on Yin Jingyue's skirt.

There just happened to be a missing piece somewhere, and the answer was self-evident.

This was torn off by Su Changzhao before he died.

Yin Jingyue was speechless, but in front of her son, she still tried to deny it, shaking her head and looking at Yu Jiuchen with tears in her eyes.

But the latter: "I just hope that we will never have any entanglement in this life and never see each other again..."

His voice was cold and his breath was getting weaker and weaker. After he finished speaking, he no longer looked at Yin Jingyue and held the face of the person he loved in his arms.

"Chang Zhao, wait for me, I (bleeding from the corner of my mouth)... go with you..."

The bloody hole on his back continued to bleed, and Yu Jiuchen eventually died from excessive blood loss...

"No!! Jiuchen!! If anyone is going to die, it should be me! Mother is wrong! Mother really knows she is wrong! Come back, come back!"

Yin Jingyue was so heartbroken that she stood up and tried to grab a guard's sword, preparing to commit suicide.

Unexpectedly, she was stopped by Emperor Hui of Xia who saw through her thoughts first.

Emperor Xia Hui kicked him!

Yin Jingyue fell to the ground, crying until her eyes burst open, shedding tears of blood, "Why don't you let me die?"

"Want to die? I won't let you die! I want you to guard the imperial mausoleum! You will spend the rest of your life regretting what you did to your two children.

If you hang yourself, I will order people to take Yu Jiuchen's body out of the imperial mausoleum, whip it in public, and boil it into soup to feed the dogs!"

Every word Emperor Hui of Xia uttered was like a long nail, driving into Yin Jingyue's flesh and bones.

Yin Jingyue sat down heavily, her eyes filled with despair...