The host is broken

Chapter 341 Fairy Tales Are Liars (40)

Let her be with a trash for the rest of her life, she doesn't want it!
But can she refuse?

No.

Because once she refuses, it means losing, losing the glory and wealth she can have now.

The roots of Thalia's hated teeth began to ache.

Why did things develop like this, obviously Mijia is her son, she is the most respected woman in Celia!

And Mijia's mind is more mature than children of the same age, but after all, he hasn't experienced too many twists and turns. He doesn't quite understand why his mother Talia can be with her father, why she is still so angry:
"Okay mother, since you can be with father and king, you should step back!"

Mijia's words made Thalia feel even more stuffy, as if someone pressed a lump of rice into her mouth.

After Mijia finished speaking, she didn't give her another chance to speak. She waved her hand, and the soldiers understood. Several people grabbed Thalia and dragged her back to her palace.

Although the sacrificial ceremony was interrupted by Thalia, it did not affect Miga becoming the new king of Silia.

Su Shumo officially stepped down from the position of queen and lived a leisurely life.

...

In the palace, Thalia looked like a cripple Frerod, her heart was choked up like a ball of cotton.

Especially when she smelled a faint stench in the air, Thalia finally couldn't bear it, she broke down and called a few maids loudly, and threw Freirod and the bench outside.

"Trash, you trash, what else can you do!"

Holding the basin, Thalia scooped up a basin of cold water, no matter what season it was, pouring basins of cold water on Freirod one after another, scolding him loudly as he poured it.

Hearing Thalia's abuse, Freirod wanted to jump up and strangle her to death.

But amidst her cursing and the strange gazes of the maids and guards, Freirod also felt ashamed. He wanted to die, but it was difficult to even move his fingers, let alone the strength to die.

He is a majestic king, how could he be reduced to this point, Freirod has no idea which step he took wrong now.

Should he not fall in love with Thalia, should not provoke Su Shumo, or...

He should have cut the mess quickly and got rid of Su Shumo this morning.

But one wrong step, one wrong step, until the end, no one knows what went wrong.

He can only imagine that he is a dead body, without any consciousness, unable to hear Thalia's abuse, and unable to feel the bone-chilling cold water in the basin.

But once his mind was empty, he couldn't help but think of Su Shumo again.

He hated, hated her for being too vicious, for making him so embarrassed.

But he also hated Thalia, hated her for being ruthless, hated himself for being blind to fall in love with her.

After washing Freirod with cold water, Thalia didn't ask the maid to change him into dry clothes, and carried the wet chair back to the palace for him.

In the depths of winter, the weather was cold, especially at night, and Freyrod inevitably developed a high fever.

But in the huge palace, no one will pay attention to him all the time, and he can't move or make a sound, so he can only lie there stiffly, hoping that someone will save him as soon as possible, or that the god of death will come and take him away.

When the sun was high and Thalia woke up to find that he had a high fever, none of the doctors could do anything.

Ultimately, medical treatment was ineffective, and Freirod died.

Probably because of a guilty conscience, Thalia was afraid that Freirod would seek revenge on her after his death, and wanted Siri to live with her in the palace.

　Thanks for the rewards, Feng and Ah Shi (I really don’t know how to pronounce the two words after Ah Shi’s name)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)