Chapter 130: Manipulation
Yan Shuirong lay on the ground expressionlessly, her eyes dull and her face full of pain, as if she had given up resistance.
The light and shadow on her nose bridge fell on her face, making her look somewhat sad and beautiful. Xin Hongying suddenly felt a little reluctant.
I couldn't raise the long sword in my hand.
It was as if there was an invisible thread controlling his movements and playing with his emotions.
But he passively ignored this.
Yan Shuirong spat out blood, her chest heaving up and down, her breath weak, as if she could stop breathing in a second...
The two people are very close.
Xin Hongying had a splitting headache and his eyes went black. He suddenly covered his head with his hands.
The sound of the long sword falling to the ground was accompanied by the clanging of metal.
He felt as if his facial features were covered by a layer of black cloth. He opened his eyes, but could not see anything. The only remaining trace of his sanity was struggling.
Like a trapped beast in the dark, it was imprisoned in the same place, motionless, unable to move an inch.
He was being controlled again. Compared to the previous state when he was completely out of control, his current state was a bit strange. His perception was weak, like a wooden string.
Yan Shuirong finally succeeded in controlling His Majesty, but this was only temporary. The Gu in His Majesty's body was too powerful, and she could not suppress it for long.
She struggled to get up from the ground and wiped the blood from her lips expressionlessly.
"Your Majesty, please proceed to the Weiyang Palace now. Leave immediately."
Every time an order is issued, a huge amount of effort is required.
The whole person was like a dying fish, walking alone on the dry shore.
sorry!
Yan Shuirong showed a sad look. If possible, she really wanted to die at the hands of His Majesty.
She would rather die here than go back to Weiyang Palace, where her life and death were held in the hands of others, who would beat and scold her at will and vent her anger on her.
He lived without dignity, even worse than the dogs she had seen in the countryside wagging their tails to beg.
But she couldn't, because her family was still in the hands of the Empress Dowager.
She could imagine that if she were to bring His Majesty back to Weiyang Palace alive today, the Empress Dowager would definitely be the first to operate on her...
This feeling of being able to control the life and death of others.
The Queen Mother will never let her live!
The veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and Xin Hongying's eyes were unfocused. "Yes."
He turned stiffly and walked slowly towards the Weiyang Palace.
Except for the calm voice, dull expression and steady footsteps.
On the surface, there is nothing unusual.
Outside the Weiyang Palace.
Xin Hongying walked in front, and Yan Shuirong followed closely behind him.
When the patrolling secret guards and imperial guards saw His Majesty, they all stopped, knelt down and said respectfully, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
The captain of the guards was a little confused. Why did His Majesty suddenly appear near the Weiyang Palace? Was there any new instructions?
He raised his hand and just opened his mouth: "Your Majesty..."
His Majesty said nothing, his cold eyes didn't even glance at him, a dark robe flashed by, and he walked straight past him, with a strange little palace maid behind him.
The captain of the guards was a little confused and at a loss, and the secret guards hiding in the dark were also puzzled.
The two of them stopped in front of the crimson palace gate. Yan Shuirong turned around and said calmly, "Open the door quickly."
What's going on?
Your Majesty is going to enter the Weiyang Palace.
The captain of the guards became even more confused. It was clearly the emperor's order that no one should be allowed to enter the Weiyang Palace, let alone let anyone out.
Even the Queen Mother was not allowed to enter or leave.
As for His Majesty himself, should they stop him?
Just as they were stunned, Xin Hongying said coldly, "Open the door!"
The captain of the guards didn't dare to stop him and waved his hand.
The crimson door that had been closed for a long time finally opened and welcomed the guests it wanted.
The Queen Mother had been waiting for a long time. She lay on the couch, closed her eyes, listened to the melodious piano music, and kept tapping her nail-painted fingers.
Her fingertips followed the rhythm of the strings closely, her hands were white and slender, and the red nail polish was so bright that it seemed as if it could drip blood.
A nanny walked in happily from outside, stepping as lightly as possible, as if she was afraid of disturbing the poisonous creature that had closed its eyes and was silent, and she was very cautious.
The nanny took the fan from the little palace maid beside the empress dowager and waved at her.
The gentle breeze that carried wisps of fragrance stopped, replaced by a strong and vigorous breeze. Most importantly, the fragrance that made her feel comfortable was gone.
The tapping fingertips stopped.
The Queen Mother suddenly opened her eyes, narrowed her long and narrow pupils, and smiled, "Mammy...what's the matter?"
The fingers that were touching the strings seemed to have also touched Mammy's heartstrings, making a "twang" sound.
The nanny hurriedly explained: "Her Majesty, this is great news."
"Yan Shuirong, she brought His Majesty to Weiyang Palace."
The Queen Mother smiled broadly, revealing a gentle and peaceful smile.
"Good girl, I was right about her."
"Aijia, I really like her so much."
"Mammy, hurry up and help me up. I want to see the emperor right away."
The nanny shuddered at the smiling glare and quickly helped the empress dowager up.
The Queen Mother suddenly stopped and asked, "Shuirong, you're back now. Why didn't you come to see me right away?"
Mammy said, "She's injured."
The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows, "Where is she?"
Once the crimson palace gate closed, they returned to a safe place.
Yan Shuirong's eyes rolled back, blood spurted out of her mouth, and she fell to the ground.
When the Queen Mother arrived, a glimmer of light emerged from Xin Hongying's dazed eyes, and the bulging blue veins on his forehead gradually dimmed.
His eyelids moved slightly, as if he could wake up at any moment.
His reaction was so weird.
The Queen Mother had never seen him before, and for a moment she didn't know whether he was being controlled or whether he was awake.
In the black chaos, Xin Hongying struggled to lift up a corner of the black cloth that covered his five senses.
Xin Hongying's ink-black pupils shrank, his reason broke free from the darkness, and he finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.
The Queen Mother stood in front of him, looked up at him, and smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes. She asked tentatively.
"Emperor, you have finally come to see the Queen Mother."
The long nails dyed with red cardamom were placed on his wrist. The Queen Mother smiled lovingly and held his somewhat stiff hand affectionately.
The beheading knife fell, leaving him unable to avoid it, and he was faced nakedly and clearly with his mother's betrayal.
Xin Hongying tried her best to suppress Zi Gu and maintain her composure and rationality.
"Mother, it is you."
His eyes were red and his heart was broken. He couldn't understand why!
The Queen Mother's intimacy made him feel sick, but he couldn't pull his hand away.
Because before Yan Shuirong fell into a coma, she ordered him not to move.
The puppet was being pulled by strings, and only one of the strings was cut.
He couldn't bear it any longer and burst into a low roar with tears in his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse: "Why do you do this to me?"
"Tell me, why?"
"I don't understand. I'm your son too!"
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