Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 172 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (53)

"My lady, I really had no other choice before. The Regent, yes, the Regent was harmed by the master. It was the master who asked me to poison him. If I didn't do it, the master would torture me to death."

Xiao Xian kicked her again, and the snow and mud mixed together and covered her face.

"Bitch." Xiao Xian cursed viciously.

Queen Mother Zhao looked at Su He quietly for a while, and suddenly asked her: "Do you know that it was Xiao Xian who personally selected you to come in?"

Su He curled up in the mud and cried even louder.

Queen Mother Zhao bent down and smiled softly at her.

"Then you hate him?"

Su He raised his dirty face and looked at her blankly.

"You beg me like this, if it's not a self-torture trick, then it's just a way to protect yourself. Do you know what to do?"

Su He shook her head in panic.

Queen Dowager Zhao reached back and the secret guard behind her handed her a dagger. Queen Dowager Zhao took it and threw it in front of Su He.

"You have to give me a token of your loyalty, right?"

This time, not only Su He, but even Xiao Xian was frightened and took a step back.

Su He looked at the dagger so close to her and subconsciously dodged again and again.

Queen Mother Zhao smiled.

"Su He, he has tortured you for so many years, but you still look like a delicate flower. With your looks, if you hadn't come here, it shouldn't be difficult for you to find a mistress."

Su He raised her red, swollen, and rough hands and covered her face in pain.

Back then...one wrong step led to all the wrong steps thereafter.

Queen Mother Zhao exclaimed: "You are a loyal servant. He made you like this, but you couldn't bear to hurt him. It's a pity that you are so loyal. I must prevent future troubles."

When Su He heard this, hatred in her eyes suddenly intensified.

She looked at the dagger in the snow again, and slowly reached out to grab it.

Xiao Xian said viciously: "Bitch, how dare you!"

Su He got up from the ground, slowly pulled out the dagger, and pointed the tip of the knife towards Xiao Xian.

"You idiot, you actually believed her words."

Su He shook her head desperately and walked towards him step by step while crying.

"Master, I want to live, please let me live. You said you would let me out and let me live well. So please help me, please help me..."

She was dishevelled at the moment, and her expression showed signs of madness.

He kept muttering "Please help me".

Xiao Xian was forced to retreat step by step.

"Idiot, you are courting death!"

Xiao Xian was forced to the side of the broken statue. A fierce look flashed in his eyes and he stopped in the heavy snow.

When Su He stabbed at him with the dagger, he suddenly turned his body to the side.

Su He's stab missed, Xiao Xian snatched the dagger away, turned around and stabbed Su He in the chest without hesitation.

"Help me, help me..."

Su He muttered, looking blankly at her suddenly empty hands.

Realizing something, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.

The blood dyed her body red, and then dripped onto the ground, dyeing the white snow on the ground red.

She realized it later and it hurt so much, but she no longer had the strength to cry out in pain.

Finally...it's over.

Xiao Xian hugged her limp body, pulled out the knife coldly, and stabbed it in again.

"You may have forgotten that when you were in the East Palace, you were just a small kitchen helper. The first time you got the chance to deliver food to me, you started to seduce me.

You succeeded, but you didn't expect that what followed was being locked up here, and your life became dark from then on.

The news spread inside and outside the palace. If the nanny hadn't been watching you closely, you would have crawled out like the empress dowager.

And that Wei Rong from a few days ago, do you think I don't know that you are wavering in your heart and have thought about surrendering? Otherwise, why would I suddenly deal with you and threaten you, while giving you so many beautiful promises?

Even just now, before you got the dagger, you really wanted to use a torture tactic to hold the Queen Mother hostage, right?

When their plan was discovered and they saw that there was no hope, they quickly turned against the enemy.

Su He, you are really smart, but you have always had bad luck. You have met people who are smarter than you throughout your life.

You see, life is so sad! "

Xiao Xian sighed heavily.

Those sad words seemed to be talking about Su He, and also seemed to be talking about himself.

Su He had long since fallen silent in his arms, but he was still poking her, almost turning her into a hornet's nest.

Finally, Xiao Xian held Su He and sat down.

Under their bodies, red blood soaked the white snow, drew a circle, and solidified there, like a memorial ceremony.

The weather was so cold that even the strong smell of blood was almost invisible.

Queen Mother Zhao watched this scene calmly.

The earth was silent, with only the rustling sound of falling snow.

After a long time, she brushed off the snow on her shoulders, looked at Xiao Xian and spoke slowly:

"Let's not celebrate this New Year. Have a nice journey."

Queen Dowager Zhao slowly turned around and walked towards the mottled gate of Xiyuan Palace step by step.

The moment she walked out of the palace gate, Xiao Xian was behind her. He slashed his neck with the dagger and then fell on Su He.

Queen Mother Zhao never looked back.

The goose-feather-like snow kept falling on the ground, covering the ground with layer after layer of white snow.

As if to cover up all the ugliness on the ground.

In the bedroom, Xing Chen was holding a hand warmer, standing under the eaves in a cloak, looking up at the falling snow in the night sky for a long time.

The candlelight from the lanterns under the eaves cast a beautiful blush on his snow-white face, and the coldness of the winter night turned into soft warmth.

This is the hometown that the departed people will never forget.

Xing Chen reached out and caught a snowflake flying towards him, watching it quickly melt into tiny droplets of water in his palm.

Outside the palace, suddenly a cluster of fireworks rushed towards the sky in the falling snow, exploded in the sky, and iron trees and silver flowers fell from the sky.

Xingchen's pupils reflected the flickering fireworks, and a smile slowly appeared at the corners of his lips.

"Uncle, the New Year has arrived."

The distant southern Xinjiang.

When the howling cold wind from the north blew here, it used up all its fierce power.

When the cold wind reaches this land, it becomes gentle.

Wen Luo covered his face with the huge hood of his cloak tightly worn on his head. When he bent down and walked out of the tent in the camp, a snowflake suddenly fell in front of him.

Wen Luo was stunned and looked up at the night sky.

Although the sky was covered with dark clouds, there was no sign of snow.

The snowflakes just now were more like those that were blown here by the north wind and escaped before they had time to melt.

"Is it the hour of Yin?" he asked Wei Rong behind him.

"Yes, Master."

Wen Luo looked up at the night sky again, then started laughing.

"I was so busy that I forgot it's already New Year's Day."

Happy New Year, my little one.

The emperor's uncle has to owe him the red envelope this year.

Wei Rong also looked up at the sky and whispered, "Master, the sky in Southern Xinjiang is like this, it should be snowing in the capital, right?"

Wen Luo hummed softly.

Wei Rong looked at the smile on Wen Luo's face and started smiling too.

"Let's finish the battle sooner so that you can see your sweetheart."

Wen Luo glanced at him.

Wei Rong smiled so hard that his teeth were visible.

After a while, Wen Luo said faintly: "Well, we need to finish the fight early."