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The person sitting on the mahogany chair is not Zhuo Yu, others may not recognize it, it is just that Wei Guiren is overweight and thin because of the loss of his child, but Chu Xiongjie will never admit his mistake, this is his pillow person for the past three years , even though he lost a lot of weight, but his body frame remained the same, Chu Xiongjie knew that the person was not Zhuo Yu just by looking at him.

The man slowly came forward from the mahogany chair. He was wearing the white gown that Zhuo Yu used to wear, and when he turned around, Hu Bao was startled by the horrific burns on his face, but Hu Bao didn't recognize the man in front of him. Who is the person whose face was burned? Hu Bao subconsciously looked at the emperor, fearing that the appearance of this person would startle Chu Xiongjie, but he did not expect that Chu Xiongjie did not even blink his eyes. Chu Xiongjie sized him up and finally turned his gaze It landed on his burned cheek, and there was unconcealable anger in his eyes.

"No more," the man's voice was like a dilapidated bellows, and the creaking sound made people feel uncomfortable. Such a sound proved that the man's throat was indeed damaged by smoke.

With a burnt face and a smoldering voice, with these two things, it is very easy to replace Wei Guiren. Hu Bao thought about it for a moment, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead: "Bold thief! How dare you pretend to be Wei Guiren! Come on!"

Chu Xiongjie glanced at Hu Bao from the corner of his eye, scared Hu Bao to shut up, bowed and stood where he was not daring to say anything, but he was afraid that this person would be bad for Chu Xiongjie, so he quickly signaled the guards behind him to play it by ear.

Chu Xiongjie kicked away the screen that was an eyesore, and the screen fell to the ground with a harsh sound. The man was startled and took a step back. He glanced at him and said sharply, "Tell me, where is Wei Zhuoyu?"

"It's all gone," the man sneered, "on the day the fire broke out."

"Xiao Qingzi," Chu Xiongjie said, "I have no patience, if you don't say anything, I will execute you immediately."

A flash of surprise flashed in Xiao Qingzi's eyes. He didn't expect the emperor to recognize his identity after only a few glances at him. His burned face and smoky voice had been concealed from even the imperial physician Zhang, but Xiao Qingzi had already known his identity in his heart. He was ready to be found out, he was not afraid at all, he laughed a few times: "The emperor will kill if he wants to, the slave is not afraid, anyway, he has made money in the past three years, if there is no master, the slave would have died long ago."

"You are loyal to protect the lord," Chu Xiongjie said in a cold voice, "Do you think that if you are afraid of death, the widow will have nothing to do with you? If you don't say anything today, the widow will kill your three clans. If you don't say anything tomorrow, the widow will kill you You nine clans, the widows want to see if your family members are as brave and fearless as you."

When Xiao Qingzi heard what Chu Xiongjie said, hatred flashed across his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and pointed at Chu Xiongjie rebelliously: "My master is right, the emperor is indeed a cruel and merciless person... ah... .”

"Presumptuous!" Hu Bao interrupted Xiao Qingzi before he could finish speaking. At the same time, Mo Qi, the imperial guard, stepped forward and kicked Xiao Qingzi's knee fiercely, and then with a plop, Xiao Qingzi fell to her knees. On the ground, Mo Qi twisted his arm and pinned him firmly to the ground.

"Could it be that the slave is wrong!" The hatred in Xiao Qingzi's eyes gradually deepened, and he stared at Chu Xiongjie: "Isn't it cruel that the emperor wants to kill his own flesh and blood? Your majesty, do you know the master?" How did you spend the night of giving birth?! Do you know the expression on his face when he hugged his dead little master?! Do you know how he felt when he personally burned his own child into a handful of ashes?! Do you know that my master left desperately? The delivery was just over! He was bleeding heavily to give birth to his little master, and almost lost his life, but what did he get?" Every word Xiao Qingzi said was like a knife piercing Chu Xiongjie's chest, and he looked crazy, as if He wanted to tell all Zhuo Yu's grievances and sufferings: "Don't the emperor know that my master takes this child as his life?"

"Your Majesty, my master asked me to tell you," Xiao Qingzi said slowly, "The revenge of killing a son is irreconcilable."

When Chu Xiongjie met those eyes full of hatred and hostility, his chest suddenly ached, and his hands under the long sleeves were tightly squeezed, and the palms were embedded in the middle, causing pain.

There were two crisp ding-dong sounds, and Hu Bao saw a few pieces of broken finger-wrench jade falling from Chu Xiongjie's feet.

Chu Xiongjie squeezed too hard with his hand, the finger on the thumb was crushed by him.

The general who used to kill people like hemp, and later the emperor who usurped the throne always felt that he would not be afraid of anything in his life. He would not be afraid on the battlefield, and he would not be afraid when he entered and exited the court of Wei King alone. But this time, his heart beat It was extremely fast, and fear slowly spread from his chest.

Chu Xiongjie even felt his hands and feet were cold and numb.

He said: The hatred of killing a son is irresistible.

He killed their children.

Only at this moment did Chu Xiongjie suddenly understand that he killed himself and his child with his own hands, and pushed that person away with the most cruel means.