The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

Imperial Mausoleum.

Emperor Qing'an was riding on a horse, wearing a cloak, and watched condescendingly as his guards dug graves.

His expression is complicated.

The mood... was solemn with a hint of happiness.

Fortunately, fortunately, when he wanted to throw Concubine Chen into a mass grave, he was stopped by all the civil and military officials of the court. Otherwise, where would he be to find her bones now!

"Your Majesty, if you are really my biological mother, then our mother and son will really suffer misfortune at the hands of the Liang family!"

Emperor Qing'an murmured, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Through a son-exchange plan, Concubine Chen and him turned from biological mother and son into life-and-death enemies.

Concubine Chen drugged him, leaving him childless, framed him for having an affair, and ordered him to be banished for eight years.

During those eight years, even the humblest eunuch could spit on him. He suffered endless suffering and could not even eat enough.

As for him, he broke up the chaos, assassinated the second deposed prince, trapped the late emperor to death, knocked down Concubine Chen's natal family, had her entire family beheaded, and even she herself was strangled to death.

It is said that when she died, her hair was disheveled and her urine and feces were flowing out.

All the majesty of the imperial concubine was gone.

A person who had been famous all his life died so miserably. Even the place where he was buried was the most remote and desolate corner of the imperial mausoleum. The people buried around him were all small promises and small constant presences.

There is no one above level seven.

Concubine Chen was a noble concubine, and it was really shabby to be buried in a place like this.

"I don't know if I should expect you to be my biological mother..." Emperor Qing'an murmured.

If so, it would be a serious crime for him to harm his mother, kill his maternal family, wrong his own mother, and dig graves.

If not, Concubine Chen was not exchanged for a son, then what Mother Mu said might be false, and his son would be gone!

"No, no, no, you must be my biological mother. Anyway, I have already killed my father and brothers, so I don't care if I kill more of my mother-in-law. I am the emperor and have no taboos. I don't care about the rules of the poor."

"I won't go to hell. Well, no, even if I go to hell, I still want a son!"

"Having a son, I feel comfortable going to hell, going up the mountain of knives, and getting down from the frying pan!"

Emperor Qing'an gritted his teeth so hard that muscles bulged out of his cheeks.

[Old emperor, he has been suffering from infertility in his life. No wonder the description of him on the background line of the big world is "in the midst of a metamorphosis in longing for a son"! ] 9527 Tsk, [If you have a son, will it be sweet even if you go to hell? 】

[Picture what? 】

[Picture... There is a throne to be inherited! 】Hei Pangpang licked his paws.

Xiao Rao pursed his lips.

The three of them sat around and watched the fun.

Soon, the grave diggers dug out Concubine Chen's thin coffin and took out the long nails that held the coffin in place. The four guards covered their mouths and noses and struggled to lift the lid of the coffin.

A smell of dust and putrefaction rushed towards him.

"Cough cough cough!" Emperor Qing'an was choked and coughed, but he couldn't help but get off his horse and look over.

In the coffin, Concubine Chen, who used to be the most beautiful woman in the world, had rotted into a pile of white bones, and the bones were scatteredly wrapped in half-tattered rags.

Between the bones, a few mice and a large number of bugs fled in all directions because of the sunlight.

Emperor Qing'an frowned.

"Long live Lord, what should we do next?" The guards jumped down into the pit and raised their heads to ask for instructions.

Emperor Qing'an did not speak, but turned his head to look at the man standing beside the horse.

He was a little old man, looking about fifty years old, bending down and smiling, carrying a box on his back. Seeing Emperor Qing'an looking at him, he quickly leaned over and took out a piece of cloth from the medicine box, unfolded it and laid it on the ground. He said: "Well, this military master, you and the adults just pick up the bones and put them on the cloth!"

"The little old man will do the rest!"

The guards did not move after hearing this, but turned their attention to Emperor Qing'an.

"Listen to him!" Emperor Qing'an nodded in agreement.

The guards then obeyed and carefully picked up the bones and placed them one by one on the cloth.

The little old man knelt on the ground, dug out many porcelain bottles from the medicine box, and dripped some powder or liquid directly onto the bones.

[Sister Rao, is it okay for us to move our hands and feet?You can definitely tell the same thing, right? 】9527 Seeing the little old man putting on such a big posture, he felt a little worried.

They have made so many preparations, so they don't end up falling for the blood test.

How desolate that is!

[It doesn’t matter, when I first passed through, I dug out Concubine Chen’s bones and soaked them in medicinal liquid for half a night. Today, let alone her acknowledgment of Emperor Qing’an’s bones, she can do it even with a dog. drip together. 】

Xiao Rao raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "When did I make a loophole in my work?" 】

[99, don’t worry, you’ll definitely be beautiful and charming! 】Hei Pangpang patted 9527's big light ball with his tail and said comfortingly.

really……

What happened was not beyond Xiao Rao's expectation. When the little old man said, "Long live Lord, it's done. Please come forward and examine the bones!"

Emperor Qing'an walked over expressionlessly and took the silver needle from the guard. Without hesitation, he pricked his finger directly.

A drop of blood fell from mid-air and landed on Concubine Chen's skull.

Everyone's eyes were focused on that drop of blood.

Even Xiao Rao, 9527 and Hei Pangpang are no exception.

Under the piercing gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the drop of blood trembled slightly, swaying, and slowly soaked into the skull.

"The blood phase has merged!" A younger guard couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Emperor Qing'an's eyesight also darkened, he began to sway, and his face became pale.

Although, alas, during this period, it was Ye Qi'an, the secret guard, and Nanny Mu. He was already [-]% sure that he was indeed the son of Concubine Chen, but...

Knowing and actually seeing are two different things!

[An old man in his early sixties, half buried in the earth, changed his mother at the end of his life. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morals! ! 】Hei Pangpang meowed and teased.

9527 raised his eyebrows, "I don't know who lost it, but that humanity must have been 'distorted' by our sister Rao!" 】

[I’m not bragging, it’s really impossible for ordinary people to be so twisted as to change the emperor’s mother! 】

[That’s necessary, being beautiful and voluptuous is awesome! 】Hei Pangpang tilted his head, his mandarin duck and blue eyes bent to please.

Xiao Rao: […]

He glanced at the little black cat and said cruelly: [Pangpang, even if you praise me so much, I won't buy you a cat strip. I am currently in debt! 】

[You'd better find your rich woman to control her, she's a landlord! 】

[Sister Rao, don’t cheat me. The landlord’s family doesn’t have any food left! 】9527 shouted loudly.

Over there, Emperor Qing'an had already calmed down. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains on his fingertips. He said solemnly: "You guys, collect the bones, burn them into ashes, scatter them into the lake, and then put the bones with them." Put it back in the coffin and bury it properly, as for you..."

He looked at the little old man and raised his hand to draw.

On the side, the leader of the secret guard understood the situation and stepped forward directly. Before the little old man could react, he drew out his knife and swiped it towards his neck.