Chapter 632: Feng Lintian (35)

The prince shuddered. Nie Wushuang quickly wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes and said coldly, "When your mother died, you know that you are going to be brought up in the palace? Why did the palace give you to the imperial concubine? That is just because the palace I'm afraid that one day you won't believe me! "
She turned her head and looked at the embarrassed prince Yihua: "But I didn't expect that I would avoid all sorts of taboos in the end."
How not to be sad because she paid for it.
Prince Yiyi just felt that he was too heavy to lift his head.
Nie Wushuang continued: "If you don't think you are the emperor, you can tell your father the emperor." The more she said, the more painful she felt, she always thought that she had been hard-working and would not have misunderstood such a small one. Sad, but it hurts after all.
Prince Yiyi looked at her face with deep disappointment and lowered her head: "Mother ... I ..."
Nie Wushuang didn't want to look at him anymore, and clenched his red lips, who had faded in blood, turned and walked outside the temple. She walked in a hurry, and Prince Ziyi watched her sad and determined back step forward, kneeling down and trembling, "Mother ..."
With an anxiety and anxiety after the mother, Nie Wushuang looked at his handsome face, suddenly glanced at the embarrassed look of the Empress Xu, and sighed deeply: "What else do you want to say to this palace? This palace can help you sit in the East Palace, and it can also teach you how to govern for the king, but the only thing that this palace cannot help is your heart. "
Her beautiful eyes were pained: "If you think you can't be emperor, no one can help you. Prince!"
"I ..." Prince Yiyi only felt that there was a mess in his head, but he could not find the exit when he blocked his throat.
Nie Wushuang looked at the embarrassment on Prince Yiyi's face, and finally realized that he might have hidden words. She lifted him up and asked slowly, "Well, if you were the mother of your house, why would you say these things to you today?"
The prince's face suddenly turned red and white, bowed his head and could not speak for a long time. Nie Wushuang waited patiently. Finally, the prince looked up and asked, "My mother ... how did she die?"
Nie Wushuang stunned: "Queen Xu? She committed suicide."
There was bitterness in the Prince's eyes, and he lowered his head: "But some people say that my mother ... was forced ... by you."
Nie Wushuang only felt that there was something rumbling in his head, and it was blank. The last person to see Queen Xu is her, and it is her who knows that Queen Xu is unwilling to live, but ... how can these words be made clear? Death was like a lamp going out, and Queen Xu could no longer speak to prove her innocence, not to mention her innocence was half black and half a hundred.
She exhaled, and then asked, "So this is your knot? Are you suspicious that your mother was forced to die by your mother?"
The tears in Prince Edward's eyes rolled slowly. When he was born, he was dependent on the mother and son of Queen Xu, grew up slowly, and suddenly lost his biological mother. How can he accept this fact? But after many years, when he thought the facts were what he had heard—when his mother died of self-destruction because she couldn't accept being degraded to a tartar, someone suddenly appeared and told him another story.
Who will he trust?
Nie Wushuang looked at the prince who was crying in front of her eyes, and the vague pain in her heart widened. She couldn't help but hug him, and the tears rolled down in her eyes: "Your mother is really not forced to die by this palace, but ... Momiya knew she wanted to die ... "
The prince finally collapsed and wept in her arms, and the bitterness hidden in her heart over the past few years finally had a gap to flow freely.
"It is the fault of this palace ..." She didn't know how to comfort the adolescent in front of her. She never regarded him as her son, but treated him like a friend, but forgot that he also longed for motherly love and family warmth. In the wind of the imperial palace that year, she couldn't help the Queen Xu, and she couldn't get rid of her heart.
Her fault, she shouldn't allow the life of Queen Xu to wither in the lonely alley, just as she shouldn't let so many people who shouldn't die have lost the best life in front of her cold eyes ...
It's her fault, her fault ...
The prince's cry echoed in the royal study, and she seemed to be ashamed as if she was whipping and tortured her past.
"Sorry, sorry ..." She could only repeat it over and over.
Finally, I don't know how long it took, the Prince finally raised his head, and his eyes were as clear as ever: "After the mother, the son-in-law believes in the mother. The mother-in-law said that you must recognize your heart."
Nie Wushuang's eyes finally filled with relief, she looked into his eyes: "Tell my mother, who the is this before you?"
The prince prince nodded his head and said, "Mother and son follow."
Nie Wushuang was surprised, but saw him so confident, and quickly followed. The two prepared a car bumper, and left the palace all the way straight to the prison of the prison. Nie Wushuang was surprised, and looked at Prince Yiyi with complexities and a little appreciation. The ability to put a person silently under her eyelids into the heavily guarded prison department of prison, this ability has made her look impressive.
The prince took her all the way to the most remote one in the prison, and whispered: "This secret reporter has been held here by his sons and daughters, if there is anything to ask ..."
He hadn't spoken yet, and followed his Donggong guard, Deputy Commander Zhou, to the prison door and glanced suddenly, "Prince, it's not good, he ... he's dead!"
The Prince could not help but turned pale, and rushed forward to take a look. Sure enough, he saw that the man had been bleeding for seven days. Nie Wu's eyes tightened, he looked forward, and said lightly, "It's useless, he's dead."
The prince was anxious with cold sweat on his forehead: "This ... this ..."
"Relax." Nie Wushuang turned his head, reassuring in his eyes: "This plot has alerted this palace. They can never succeed."
In her beautiful eyes, her eyes glittered: "Also let the palace know who is the ultimate mastermind."

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