Chapter 163 Hugging the Seventh Prince and Crying
"Hahaha." Huipin laughed, pointing at Feng Sheng, laughing very proudly, "You deserve it! You calculated everything, and you still want to restore the country? You also said that you have an heir, but in the end, not only did everything go in vain, but even your son was protected by others. I think Feng Xuetang had already planned it out. With your IQ, it is impossible for you to revive the Feng Kingdom. You are only worthy of sending Di Li to the palace.
Feng Xuetang is kind and let you live to atone for her sins.
But you are really a pervert, and you actually want Feng Xuetang to take me away."
Feng Sheng stared at Yun Hui and Di Li.
Thinking of these years, he had secretly solved a lot of troubles for Yun Hui and Di Li.
After Yun Hui was driven out of the Marquis' Mansion, there were a few thieves who wanted to enter the Jinlou Alley to steal things, and he beat them away.
When Di Li was a child, he almost fell into the water in the palace, and he was the one who saved him.
He always thought that the lives of the two were tied together, and for the sake of his "sons", he protected the two children.
Unexpectedly, he was just a pawn in the growth of the two children.
Now the two children have grown up, and Emperor Tiansheng captured him to investigate Di Li's life experience.
His past was revealed because of the existence of Yun Hui and Di Li.
He was completely defeated by the two children who should have had no intersection.
Hate it?
Regret it?
Of course I hate it and I regret it.
Feng Sheng glanced at everyone, came back to his senses from his madness, and looked at Yun Hui and Di Li, "After all, without Feng Xuetang, there would be no today for the two of you. One is her son, the other is her adopted son, but she is in prison now, and you can't save her."
Feng Sheng curled his lips and smiled, "Yun Hui, Di Li, you two have to save me. Feng Xuetang has a corpse-raising formation on her body, you won't be so cruel to watch her soul rest in peace after her death?"
Di Li and Yun Hui were very angry.
Putting aside Di Li's life experience, Feng Sheng was already guilty of a capital crime just for committing adultery with Concubine Hui!
[Good guy! Feng Sheng's dream is so beautiful, he still doesn't give up and wants to run away]
[Daddy, this man is extremely evil, we can't let him go. The corpse-raising formation on Feng Xuetang's body can be unlocked by Feng Sheng's blood spitting into the eye of the formation. The eye of the formation is the ice coffin, and Feng Sheng just spit several big mouthfuls of blood on it.
The formation has been unlocked, and there is no need to listen to Feng Sheng's chatter, but how can I tell my father?】
A Bao is very confident.
But she thinks Yun Hui and the third brother will definitely feel sympathy.
They are their blood relatives.
Yun Hui: "..."
Di Li: "..."
And the big tyrant, who had just calmed down, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The three of them looked at the little girl calmly.
A Bao didn't notice, and was frowning and thinking about how to express the message to the three of them.
The main reason is that she is too young now and can't speak clearly.
[This is really worrying me to death]
The two stood up, saluted and begged the great tyrant: "Your Majesty."
"Father."
"Don't worry about the two of us, Feng Sheng is at the disposal of the emperor."
"You are simply conscienceless! Yunhui, that is your biological mother, Di Li, she saved you after all. To tell you the truth, I have a piece of silk that the old monk gave me, and it contains your life experience, Di Li."
"Are you talking about this?" The great tyrant took out the silk from the envelope and shook it in front of Feng Sheng.
Feng Sheng: ? ? ?
"You..."
The great tyrant raised his eyebrows, Di Li's real life experience was already in his hands.
Feng Sheng, living is a waste of air!
"With your condition, you still want to be the prince of Feng Kingdom? You have simply tarnished the reputation of the royal family of Feng Kingdom. You committed adultery and harmed our prince. You deserve to die. A Bao, what do you think, how should this man be dealt with?"
A Bao, who was enjoying the show, was suddenly called out and tilted his head.
[Daddy actually asked me, hahahaha, it's the right time to ask. I was just worrying about how to remind Daddy.]
Feng Sheng's eyes lit up. A little brat, shouldn't be able to explain anything, right?
Soon, Feng Sheng paid a terrible price for this idea.
A Bao thought for a while, "Daddy, um... put him in jail."
[I remember there is a big prison cell in Tianlaozhongdi, right? 】
【Don't ask me how I know. I once followed my seventh brother and went there to take a look. The cell was really big】
Big Tyrant: "..."
You, Di Zi'an, actually took Abao to that place.
When Di Zi'an returns to the palace, he will definitely teach him a lesson.
"Come on, put Feng Sheng in prison, and as for Huipin, send her to the cold palace."
When Feng Sheng was dragged away, he was still very unwilling, until two pieces of jade fell from his arms.
It was the broken blood jade.
Feng Sheng said arrogantly, "Except me, no one can purify the blood jade. Not even Taoist Baiyun."
Taoist Baiyun walked over and picked up the blood jade. He felt cold to the touch, and a black air immediately swayed on his fingertips. "So you used this blood jade to trap the baby spirit."
The ice coffin trapped Feng Xuetang.
The blood jade contains a little ghost, which is used to absorb Di Li's yang energy, so that it can suppress the formation of corpses.
"The little ghost has become accustomed to Di Li's yang energy. If the blood jade is not clean, the little ghost cannot leave, and Di Li will be troubled by nightmares for the rest of his life." Feng Sheng is not afraid of death.
He thinks he will not die.
But the tyrant is cruel.
Death?
How could there be such a cheap thing? He wanted to make Feng Sheng's life worse than death.
"Let me go, Tiansheng Emperor, please let me go. Only when I am well, Di Li will be well. Although he is not your biological son, you have raised him for many years. I don't believe you are willing to let Di Li go crazy."
The tyrant narrowed his eyes coldly, and his dragon face was so angry that blood would be seen.
Feng Sheng is finished!
"Daddy~" A Bao poked his little head out from behind the tyrant, and his soft and sticky tone directly stopped the tyrant's surging anger.
The tyrant looked at A Bao.
A Bao stood in front of Feng Sheng on his short legs, giggled, and waved to Taoist Baiyun again.
Taoist Baiyun had been here for a while, and finally had the opportunity to get close to the boss, so of course he went forward happily.
"Little princess."
You finally saw me.
"Jade..."
Taoist Baiyun handed the blood jade to A Bao swiftly.
This thing is evil, but he believes that the boss has a way to suppress it.
But Taoist Baiyun was wrong after all.
How could A Bao suppress it?
[That's it? Feng Sheng still treats it as a treasure, I can get rid of it in a minute, if you treat it as trash, I will think it takes up space.】
When the blood jade fell into A Bao's hand, after A Bao took a look, the blood jade turned directly into a transparent white jade.
Taoist Bai Yun was shocked.
"This, this, this..."
The blood jade was purified.
The little ghost disappeared, the baby spirit also dispersed, and the evil spirit no longer existed.
Just in the blink of an eye? ? ?
Feng Sheng screamed, "Impossible, impossible!"
The blood jade that he had worked hard for twenty years, the blood jade that he had carefully treasured for twenty years, the treasure that even Taoist Bai Yun had to touch with a dirty hand, was purified by a little girl.
"A Bao." The tyrant stretched out his hand for the waste jade.
A Bao gave the waste jade to the tyrant, and the father and daughter exchanged glances and understood each other's intentions.
The tyrant walked over quickly, grabbed Feng Sheng's chin, and stuffed the waste jade directly into Feng Sheng's mouth, letting him swallow it.
"Don't you treasure this thing? Eat it yourself."
[Hahaha, my father is really cruel. He eats his own treasure himself. After eating it, the treasure becomes poop. What kind of treasure is it? It's just a pile of stinky dog shit. Killing people is nothing. Punishing people is more advanced.]
The tyrant smiled.
His daughter understood him best.
"Take Feng Sheng away! Lock him up in the big cell." The tyrant bit the word "big" heavily.
Feng Sheng had no idea what was waiting for him.
He just stared at Abao. He couldn't understand how a child who was less than one year old could purify the blood jade and destroy his life's hard work!
Huipin was also banished to the cold palace.
Before leaving, Huipin was not angry at all. She seemed to have cried her eyes dry, but she was still afraid of death. "Your Majesty, for the sake of me giving birth to your son and raising Emperor Li, please forgive me once, just once..."
"Twenty years, just once?" The tyrant's eyes were ruthless and his face was cold. "You should be thankful that you raised Emperor Li. If it weren't for this, you would have been torn into pieces by five horses. You should live a good life in the cold palace for the rest of your life. I never want to see you again."
No matter how much Huipin cried, it was useless.
"Xu." The tyrant looked at Xu.
He found that Xu had fainted at some point.
Crowd: "..."
"She is really stupid." The tyrant snorted coldly, "This person has bad intentions and is being used by others. Give her fifty lashes of the cane and notify Lord Wen to come to the palace to pick her up."
The emperor was somewhat considerate of Lord Wen's thin face.
Fifty lashes of the cane, if Xu dies, she will be thrown out of the palace with a straw mat.
If she is alive, she will be taken back home by Lord Wen, and everything will depend on Xu's luck.
[Speaking of which, Lord Wen is still a pitiful person. He is an honest and upright official, but his family is in chaos.
His son is in prison, his daughter is in the cold palace, and his wife's life and death are at the mercy of fate.
It seems that the saying 'even an honest official cannot judge family affairs' really comes true.]
Plop.
Yun Ting knelt in front of the tyrant.
"Your Majesty, I have something to ask..."
Before she could speak, the Tyrant spoke first: "Do you want to take Feng Xuetang's body back?"
Yun Ting nodded.
She was not sure whether the Tyrant would agree.
After all, Feng Xuetang could be considered a princess of an enemy country.
When Feng Kingdom was not destroyed, the relationship with not only the Tiansheng Dynasty but also other surrounding countries was very tense.
Yun Hui and Di Li were also hesitant to speak.
The Tyrant waved his hand, "Take her back and bury her properly."
It was she who saved the child Di Li.
Yun Ting kowtowed repeatedly and pulled Yun Hui to kowtow with her.
The Tyrant glanced at Yun Hui. Which country's prince is this?
No matter which country the prince is from, he has become A Bao's apprentice anyway, so let him go.
Before leaving, Yun Hui looked at A Bao deeply, and then nodded at A Bao.
Master, I'm leaving first.
A Bao understood and waved his little hand to Yun Hui.
[My good disciple, I will go out of the palace to play with you when I have time. Forget it, I don’t care about it in my heart, Yun Hui doesn’t know what I’m thinking anyway.]
Yun Hui held back his laughter.
Master, I know, I’ve heard it.
Silence returned to Qingyun Palace.
After tossing around for most of the night, A Bao was a little tired. He lay in De Fei’s arms, listless, no longer as playful and lively as before.
After a while, A Bao fell asleep with drooping eyelids.
The big tyrant was worried that A Bao would disturb his sleep, so he asked De Fei to take A Bao back to Yihe Palace first.
Taoist Baiyun watched his eldest son being taken away by De Fei.
He was anxious.
I would also like to ask the boss how the blood jade was purified.
On the way to the Qianqing Palace, Di Li followed the Great Tyrant silently.
Today he knew his life experience.
He was adopted by Feng Xuetang from an old monk. He
is really not his father's child.
He hesitated and thought for a long time. He is not a prince at all, so how can he have the nerve to occupy the identity of a prince.
For the first time, Di Li felt a distance from the Great Tyrant, the kind of feeling that he wanted to get closer but couldn't.
This matter will sooner or later get out. If he doesn't get out by then, people will just say that he wants to be a prince.
Alas.
Di Li sighed silently.
His wish of being a leisurely prince who eats and drinks all his life could not be fulfilled. Perhaps, this was his so-called fate.
"Father... Your Majesty..." Di Li lowered his head and couldn't help but said in a muffled voice.
The great tyrant stopped and turned to look at him.
The moonlight was cold, falling on Di Li's profile, which made the boy look quite handsome.
"Am I not your father?"
Di Li lowered his head even more and shook his head, "Your Majesty, I think... I'd better leave the palace."
"Come back?"
Di Li: "..."
How could he have the qualifications to go back? With what identity, he didn't want to be a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest.
The tyrant saw through Di Li's thoughts, "It seems that you don't want to acknowledge me as your father."
Di Li waved his hands quickly, "No, father."
Alas, he really didn't have the face to acknowledge me. He had made things so clear. To be honest, who would be willing to give up the good job of being a prince and become an ordinary citizen? The key is that these identities are not his, and he is unworthy of them.
"Don't think too much, I will always be your father."
Di Li's eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was moved.
As the two were talking, Di Zi'an came, "Father, Third Brother."
"It's just right, I accompany your Third Brother to relax." The tyrant left a sentence and entered the Qianqing Palace.
Di Zi'an scratched his head. He heard about today's events the first time he entered the palace. Although his father kept the news strictly secret, what happened in Qingyun Palace still spread in the harem.
Di Zi'an patted Di Li on the shoulder and said, "Third brother, you will always be my third brother."
He would not talk about blood relationship.
Di Li and Di Zi'an left the palace together and returned to the Third Prince's Mansion. Di Li began to pack up and Di Zi'an watched silently.
He said a lot of comforting words during the period, but it was obvious that Di Li did not listen.
After packing up for a while, Di Li cried and cried loudly while hugging Di Zi'an. He
did not look like a twenty-year-old.
Who could understand him? He lived for twenty years and found out that his parents were not his own. He was just a puppet being used by others.
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