Meet at 4:44
Facing the motionless Huayu and her mother, Hua Xier's accumulated anger finally found an outlet.
"Get out, you shoe! How dare you flirt with the Crown Prince? How dare you secretly plot against me? How dare you make me fall and leave a scar? Flower Evening Color, don't you remember what happened to you when you didn't mess with my mother and me in the past? Now that you're back, have you eaten leopard gall?"
Nor did she know if it was the wet grass that made her feet slippery, but Hua Shu'er exerted all her strength in this kick, intending to snap Hua Xiyan's breastbone. Perhaps because she was too angry and busy scolding, her right foot lifted with force, while her left foot suddenly slipped out from under her.
"Second Miss!" Guiyuan shouted loudly, rushing to catch the falling Huashu'er. The two of them, master and servant, fell to the ground together, rolling about in a chaotic scene that was hardly any better than that of Hua Yecai and her son.
Hua Shu'er sat on the back of Gui Yuan, listening to Gui Yuan's muffled grunting sounds from below, her anger growing more intense. Looking at this mess, her clothes were all stained with mud. How could she face everyone and the prince again with this disheveled appearance?
"Get up!" The quilt was flung over and landed on Guigui's body.
Longan hastily scrambled up.
"Go over there and keep watch for me, don't let anyone get close." Huashu pointed to a shrub just one foot away.
Osmanthus went to show her the wind, and while nervously turning back, said to her: "Second Miss, otherwise, find someone to push the big miss and others down the cliff..."
"Pig head, it's raining so heavily, how can I find a place to push someone down?" Hua Shu'er was too lazy and besides, even if Hua Xiyan and her mother died, no one would care. At most, Hua Zhengke's dream of relying on Xiaomu for wealth would be shattered. As for Old Lady Hua coming back to investigate, what could she do when the people are already dead? Anyway, no one will know it was her who killed them. Moreover, she saw that the Empress had ordered the death of Hua Xiyan, so she's just helping the Empress get rid of a problem. The Empress will definitely reward her when she finds out."
She drew out the dagger, and Hua Shu'er's eyes darted back and forth between the two bodies on the ground, thinking about who to attack first. In her heart, she hated this half-sister of hers the most. The more she hated someone, the more she wanted to put off dealing with them until later. A sinister smile escaped from the corner of her lips: "Don't blame me, blame your mother."
He reached out and grasped the small, motionless body, raised his dagger, and just as he was about to bring it down on the delicate face, there was a sudden cracking sound from his wrist.
"Want to move my son!" A hand pinched Huashu's bones, and a fist hit Huashu's self-proclaimed beautiful face.
Huashu'er fell heavily onto the grass like a sandbag, feeling her entire face twisted to one side. After retching violently, she vomited up a mouthful of blood.
In comparison, Hua Yu Yan had almost exhausted all her strength to make a last-ditch effort, and after punching Hua Shu Er, she was so weak that she could hardly stand up straight, swaying back and forth, and could only sit in front of her son to protect him.
"Second Miss..." The situation took a drastic turn for the worse, Gu Yuan rushed over and helped up Hua Shu'er.
Hua Shu'er spat out the blood foam in her mouth and handed the knife to Guiyuan: "Kill her!"
Kuiyuan raised her knife and let out a sharp, pig-like shriek as she charged at Huayexiang's chest. Normally, Huayexiang could easily neutralize the attack and even counterattack with one stroke. However, having been poisoned by two types of toxins, she was left with only a fraction of her strength and raised both hands to block Kuiyuan's frenzied attack.
"Die, Eldest Miss! Only when you're dead can Second Miss become the Crown Princess and obtain happiness. Someone like the Eldest Miss will only stop harming others when she's dead." Gu Yuan yelled like a madman.
A mouthful of blood was spat out from the corner of her lips, and Hua Xiyuan's faint voice said: "Guiyuan, if I die, do you think your family's young lady won't kill you to silence you?"
Longan was taken aback.
Hua Shu'er cursed, "Useless thing!" Taking advantage of the opportunity when Guiyuan rushed up, she prepared and fired a flying dart at the same time, directly aiming at the small body that was motionless on the grass: First kill your son and then talk!
Sweeping away the flying light, Huā Yù Rǎn kicked the stunned Guī Yuán with one foot and flew to block.
A gust of wind swept through the forest, rustling the leaves, and a white-robed figure flashed by like a silver belt in the sky. The speed was so fast that even top-notch experts like Qing Hu were left far behind, their faces filled with shock and amazement.
Lí Zǐ Mò's current state gives people the feeling that he is bursting with all his might, as if he has a desperate idea and doesn't care about his life. As the ruler of a country, and moreover, the respected Dragon King among all nations, when did he ever need to be like this?
There are many capable people around him. If he sends someone to rescue, it would be a waste of his own ability and would also lose dignity.
His deep eyes seemed to have no bottom, and the raindrops in front of his eyes flew and splashed, as if a layer of fog had been shrouded in front of him. At this moment, his heart was unclear even to himself.
Received imperial training from a young age, the previous emperor passed away at the age of 18, and with the support of the empress dowager and senior officials, he ascended to the throne smoothly. After taking the throne, he worked hard to govern the country, and the domestic situation was peaceful. He married his favorite woman as his empress, but less than a year after the birth of their young prince, the empress passed away.
It's unknown when it started, but his heart had become a handful of white soil, calm, tasteless, and waveless, as if nothing could stir him. As an emperor, he should hold the most impartial scales in the world, without emotions or desires, for the sake of the common people, there is no mistake.
In order to do this, the emperor wants to be a good father, but he cannot forget that he is also an imperial father, restraining himself every moment and reminding himself all the time, it's all for his son's future, just like the previous emperor told him.
There shouldn't be any fluctuations in his heart, only that when he suddenly thought of her grasping his hand before she died and saying: Emperor, I'm not afraid of anything this time, except for the young prince being too young.
Her son is also his son.
A sharp six-pointed star, cutting through the air, suddenly became a sun, shining into the calm and peaceful dark eyes, igniting a fire in this deep pool.
The angry air waves, even the Qingtiger and others who were far behind could feel an unusual aura, and their hearts were greatly shocked.
At that moment, Huashu'er's triumphant laughter burst out of her throat and flew out to hit the six-pointed flying dart of Hua Yu'e and her mother. Suddenly, it was deflected by Daobai Ping with a wave of his hand, rapidly spinning back through the air to return in front of Huashu'er. Huashu'er let out a shrill cry, but before she could dodge, the dart grazed past her forehead, leaving behind a beautiful bald spot.
When the longan, which was kicked into the mud by Huayexuan, raised its head, it happened to see this scene. Its chin trembled with fear as it heard Huashu'er covering her fallen hair and letting out a series of mournful wails that sent shivers down one's spine.
Baldness! This is more fatal than letting her die!
Huayu's body protected her son, all her strength was focused on protecting the child, so she didn't notice anything else. Until, the small body under her moved slightly, the small eyes opened, and when they saw her, the small lips suddenly moved: Dad!
Dad?
Her gaze swept past, and all she saw was the blue sky after the rain, with clouds parted to let a dazzling beam of white light shine through. The man standing in the light seemed to be standing on cloud nine, his face as delicate as jade, radiant with an aura of elegance. His eyes, like precious black jade, were unfathomably deep, and narrowed into slits as he gazed at her, emitting a cold glint. Suddenly, her "son" cried out in alarm, calling her "mother".
Digression
The original book title was too long and couldn't be displayed fully, so it was shortened. Fat Ma didn't have experience before and didn't know there were character limits, ╮(╯▽╰)╭