Chapter 145: The Emperor's Son
The thread of reason in Shen Tingyu's brain broke completely with a bang!
Da Que'er was thrown to the ground, motionless, without a trace of breath.
She couldn't bear it any longer, she wanted the Queen Mother to die now!
To avenge Da Que'er.
Without the big bird, he would occasionally annoy her and make her wary, but he didn't have much killing power when he flew towards her face.
The Queen Mother turned around, dodged An Chi's attack, hooked her toes over the chair, and kicked it towards her.
He took out the piccolo with ease, and a highly recognizable flute sound rang out.
Xin Hongying, who had been quiet for a short while, covered her head and wailed in pain, as if she was in great pain. She was completely different from before.
The Queen Mother sneered, "Emperor, stop struggling. Be obedient and you will suffer less. You are the ones who forced me to do this."
"This is too painful for you. I don't want to do this, but I have no other choice."
A gleam of light flashed in the Queen Mother's eyes, and the piccolo sounded rapidly.
"Go ahead, tear the doll into pieces, don't dilly-dally."
Xin Hong's image is that of a controlled puppet, losing all lively expressions, and his painful expression gradually becomes calm.
He knelt on the ground, lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and said coldly with his thin lips slightly parted.
"yes."
Oh no, the tyrant was controlled. The alarm bells in Shen Tingyu's mind rang loudly, sounding a dangerous red light.
The pair of slender and beautiful hands that held her in their palms were now reaching out to her.
Shen Tingyu couldn't believe it. She kept backing away in panic until she tripped over something soft and fell to the ground.
The dark shadow brought by the five fingers enveloped him, and Shen Tingyu suddenly looked up, feeling inexplicably nervous.
The big hand paused in front of her for a moment, and a glimmer of light flashed in Xin Hongying's lifeless eyes as she struggled.
Then it became completely silent like a pool of stagnant water.
The big hand passed over her and accurately grabbed the fake doll. At the same time, the big hand pushed her hard into a corner where the Queen Mother could not see.
He stood up, using his tall body to block the empress dowager's sight, and said in a cold voice.
Only the two of them knew all this, and Shen Tingyu quickly hid.
"Tear it up! Tear it up!"
Xin Hongying stood up in front of the empress dowager, hesitated for a moment, then exerted a little force with her palm and tore the body of the fake doll into two halves.
Shen Tingyu heard the sound of fabric being torn, and her little hands touched her hands and feet playfully, screaming at the right time.
"No! It hurts... No, Your Majesty, you can't do this to me."
"Let go! It hurts... It hurts so much, stop! No..."
The cries for mercy rose and fell, were full of emotion, and became hoarse from time to time, until the last scream disappeared.
The screams were too real. Xin Hongying's fingers kept shaking, her heart ached, she could hardly breathe, and her eyes turned red in an instant.
Everything happened so quickly that An Chi was stunned. He looked like an idiot, staring blankly, unable to react.
The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth curved upwards, turning into melting frost, and her smile was cold and complacent.
She slowly approached Xin Hongying, very satisfied with his obedience.
Her fingers, slender as scallion whites and stained with red cardamom, carefully wiped away the tears that kept dripping from the corners of Xin Hongying's eyes.
The Queen Mother was gentle and loving, like a real mother, feeling sorry for her child.
"Huang'er, don't cry, you should smile."
Xin Hongying had only heard the Queen Mother call Xin Mingzhe, his younger brother, "Prince's Son."
She had never called him like this before. Xin Hongying sneered in his heart. It turned out that if he became her child, he would have to pay the price of death.
Xin Hongying laughed silently at herself in her heart.
What she needed was never herself, but a living, breathing corpse, a living dead!
Xin Hongying felt like she was buried in a quagmire. She could faintly sense everything around her, but she couldn't move. If she wanted to move at all, she would need to break through the shackles of the quagmire, which was very difficult.
The Queen Mother took the broken doll from his hand, played with it in her hand, and confirmed that the Imperial Master was really torn to pieces and could not survive. The corners of her lips rose slightly.
"The Imperial Master is a demon, not your soulmate. I know you have special feelings for her."
"Don't worry, I will choose a better wife for you. You will definitely like her."
"Today is your new life. Come! Call me, Mother, or Mother..."
The Queen Mother spoke in an intimate voice and looked at Xin Hongying expectantly.
Xin Hongying said coldly without a trace of emotion: "Mother... Concubine..."
The Queen Mother smiled with relief, patted his shoulder and smiled.
"Okay, okay, okay, you are truly my good son."
An Chi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. The imperial master was torn to pieces in front of her.
The Imperial Master is dead!
Killed by the Queen Mother and...His Majesty!
Her inner world collapsed at this moment, and no one could understand how she felt.
Your Majesty killed the Imperial Master with his own hands!!!
The imperial teacher died in front of her!
She failed to protect the imperial teacher!
Endless sadness and self-blame, reason and emotion fighting each other, like a touch of red staining pure white rice paper, a red that can never be washed away, bright and clear, resonating with her silently and strongly.
She could only pour out all her hatred on the Queen Mother. Her angry eyes calmed down, and like a flash of lightning, she rushed towards the Queen Mother from behind, attacking her desperately, with the determination to kill her.
The Queen Mother's eyes twitched slightly, and she glanced at An Chi with contempt. She took in all her actions and sneered with her hands covering her mouth.
"There's one missing."
"Emperor."
Along with the call of "Prince", Xin Hongying grabbed her sneak attacking hand.
An Chi's hand was grabbed, and his eyes were slightly complicated, full of grief, anger, and resentment, as if he was looking at a heartless man...
She knew that His Majesty was there, so she couldn't get close to him. So she was thinking...
The moment his fingers loosened and the long sword fell, An Chi suddenly jumped up on the spot, stretched his toes, and quickly kicked the long sword towards the Queen Mother.
The silver-white sword flashed and approached her. The empress dowager's contemptuous smile changed slightly. She took a step back and said in a panic, "My son."
Xin Hongying, who was originally indifferent, let go of An Chi's hand, but An Chi seized the opportunity and restrained her with his backhand.
Xin Hongying expressionlessly used his internal energy to easily shake off An Chi's grip, turned around, grasped the hilt of the sword, and threw it to the ground.
The metal fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
The long sword was only a palm's distance away from the empress dowager's heart.
The surging internal energy collided in An Chi's body, and she suffered some minor injuries. She frowned in annoyance and thought to herself, what a pity.
This sword completely angered the Queen Mother.
The empress dowager was so frightened that the jade hairpin on her head fell to the ground and broke into two pieces. She was even more frightened and walked before the King of Hell, her heart pounding.
She was furious, and pointed a trembling finger at An Chi: "My son, I want you to kill her!"
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