Wei Yangmou

Liu Che was stunned. Even though he had experienced everything in the world, he never thought that this was the truth.

After Madam Wang said this, she paused, panic and bewilderment flashed across her eyes, she probably never thought that she would be so impulsive to say what was in her heart.

However, she hated Han Yan Zhisi, and she couldn't listen to other people's boastful words, even if the person who spoke was her own child.

Mrs. Wang suppressed her rapid breathing, and when she looked at Liu Che again, her expression became more and more complicated. It was a good thing for this child to be happy, but she valued a man so much, she really didn't take her mother into her heart at all.

Thinking of what happened in the morning, the sternness in her eyes became more and more vivid. Except for Emperor Jing and Li Ji, no one dared to disobey her face to face for a long time, and she felt more and more that this son had been stupid for a long time. If you stay in a daze, you will know the pain of not being protected by your mother, and you will probably be able to figure it out by then.

When Mrs. Wang thought this way, her furious mood calmed down a bit, and she waved her hand and said, "Go down now, don't miss the time for the palace gate to release the key."

Liu Che took in all the expressions on her face, and his heart became colder and colder. Speaking of it, he asked for a lot. A person like himself shouldn't have much. One Han Yan should be enough.

"What my mother said is that the queen is a man after all, and I'm afraid it's inappropriate to spend the night in the palace. My son should take him back."

Mrs. Wang raised her eyebrows, and looked as if her anger was about to rise again, but after a while, she calmed down again and sneered: "Then you can go look for him, but he is not here in this palace."

Liu Che had already lost his patience, and was even more lazy to deal with her. He was still thinking about Han Yan, his eyes became very fierce, and he swept around, and in the blink of an eye, he pinched the neck of Mrs. Wang's personal servant, and started without saying a word. Squeezed half to death.

"Where is the man?"

He paused every word of his question, as if he was worried that the half-dead person in his hand could not hear clearly.

However, that person was once startled by his words and lost control, now even if he does not speak, the servant is still terrified, looking like he is going to be scared to death.

What's more, being pinched by the neck like this, it was very difficult to breathe, and the whites of the eyes rolled out.

His lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Mrs. Wang was so frightened and angry that she covered her chest in anger and pointed at Liu Che with trembling fingers, but she couldn't say a word. Seeing that she was tottering, the maid quickly went to help her, and felt that Liu Che's hostility was really frightening, so she took advantage of the This opportunity left here, and only the servant was left struggling.

Liu Che threw him on the ground in disgust, and raised his foot to step on his chest. Now that he is so powerful, it seems that he can crush this person's ribs without doing anything intentionally.

The servant was shocked again, his lower body was in a mess, and the stench was very pungent. Liu Che stared at him with a cold face. The servant looked like he was about to lose his breath at any time, and it took him a long time to struggle to say two words——Fotang .

Liu Che breathed a sigh of relief, it would be better if it wasn't a violent room, although the Buddhist hall was a bit harder, at least it wouldn't hurt his life.

"lead the way……"

Liu Che kicked the servant over, and the man didn't even care to get up, and crawled towards the Buddhist hall on all fours.

The Buddhist hall is in the side hall, and because Mrs. Wang seldom comes here on weekdays, it looks very deserted, and there are no palace guards. As soon as Liu Che came in, he felt a damp and cold air rushing towards his face. The weather in Chang'an was supposed to be mild. , although it is still cold at this time, it shouldn't be this cold, it seems like it wants to drill into the bones of a person.

The servant crawled to the door and didn't move, as if he was extremely tired, he fell on the ground shaking, only breathing heavily.

Liu Che kicked him away, pushed the door and walked in, feeling more and more dissatisfied with Mrs. Wang in his heart. He also knew that he was cold-hearted. These four words.

It's just that in this life, he also wanted to enjoy the human relationship and family affection, but he never thought that Mrs. Wang would mercilessly strangle him to death as soon as this idea came up.

Liu Che passed through the heavy palace gate, there were no lamps in the Buddhist hall, only the two long burning candles in front of the Buddha statue were still lit, but it made the Buddhist hall more and more dark and deserted, in the half-light and half-darkness, there was a bit of intrusion .

Liu Che's heart skipped a beat. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help thinking of the room where Han Yan died in his previous life. Although the location was different, the cold and cold place was exactly the same.

"Han Yan!"

Liu Che shouted, a little anxious and regretful, he shouldn't have let Han Yan come out alone, he has always valued etiquette, and he is kind and forbearing, even if he suffers a loss, he never speaks of it, and he is bullied for no reason.

But he couldn't bear it, even his mother had no right to treat Han Yan like this.

"Han Yan!!"

Liu Che went on a rampage in this Buddhist hall, knocking over a lot of furniture in the dark, but he didn't feel any pain at all. The blurry darkness in front of him seemed to bring him into a nightmare, making him relive the tearful pain of losing his love again. Heartbreak and regret.

"Han Yan!!"

Liu Che searched for something in the corner, and stretched out his hand to feel something in the corner. He felt it carefully, but he was timid, afraid that what he touched would be warm but breathless. Body.

His hands were trembling, and his eyes, taking advantage of the dim candlelight, looked like an evil ghost that had just rushed out of the abyss, inside was thick blood, desperate and painful blood.

Liu Che felt that he was going crazy, and he had an extremely firm idea in a moment, he would never let Han Yan leave him a step, never will.

"Your Highness?"

Liu Che paused, almost thinking he had heard wrong.

"Your Highness, is that you?"

Han Yan asked again, but the voice was very weak and vague, as if she had exhausted all her strength in asking, Liu Che walked towards the direction of the voice: "It's me, Han Yan, are you in serious trouble?"

"Han Yan is fine, Your Highness doesn't need to..." He moaned softly, as if he was in some pain.

Liu Che hurried over, but his eyes were blurred, he could only see a vague black figure moving, but he didn't dare to touch him lightly, so he had to squat down in front of him: "Where is the injury?"

Han Yan reached out and groped over, Liu Che held his hand: "Let's go out first, let me see your injury."

Han Yan seemed to want to say something, but Liu Che touched his shoulder with his hand, and then carefully inspected him inch by inch. Han Yan's face was flushed for a while, but she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Liu Che breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't smell blood, it's okay.

Without waiting for Han Yan to resist, Liu Che picked him up easily, and walked out quickly, but the side hall was in a mess just now, and there were broken tables and chairs everywhere on the ground, and there was an There is no place to step down.

Liu Che became more and more impatient, and stopped trying to find a gap to walk. On the contrary, if something stood in the way, he kicked it away without hesitation. This way out is really a great momentum.

When the two of them came out, not to mention the palace maid on duty in the distance, even the servant who was lying half dead by the door just now had disappeared.

The sky had completely darkened, and Liu Che carried Han Yan to the main hall. The inside was brightly lit. When Liu Che saw the servant waiting at the door, he sneered in his heart. His mother really didn't have the slightest pity for him. .

Anyway, in this case, even if he did something unfilial, he doesn't need to get bored in his heart, and it's not without benefits to break it so cleanly.

Han Yan was carried all the way here, already drowsy, he looked fine, he didn't look like he had been traumatized.

But his spirit was very bad, he couldn't open his eyes after just saying a few words.Both hands were still tightly grasping Liu Che's back collar, and the expression on his face was also extremely uneasy.

Probably, he was shocked by that scene just now, and it brought back some not-so-good memories.

Liu Che felt more and more pity in his heart, and really wanted to take Han Yan back home like this, so as to appease him.

However, now the supreme ruler of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Jing, was waiting for him in the main hall. He brought enough manpower and put on a big show to convict him of a crime.

Liu Che hugged Han Yan tightly, looked at the covetous guard guard in front of him, and curled his mouth into a cold and mocking smile.

"I have seen my father and my mother."

Liu Chekuo stepped into the main hall, Madam Wang stood beside Emperor Jing angrily, looking at Liu Che like a poisoned sharp arrow, compared with her, Emperor Jing's expression was gentle.

"King Jiaodong, you are making a fuss in your mother's palace, is it true?"

Liu Che nodded calmly: "My son acted recklessly, please forgive me, mother."

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly, very disdainful.

Emperor Jing's complexion was not very good-looking, he was a filial son, so naturally he could not see such rude behavior.

Liu Che looked at Mrs. Wang sadly, with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice: "I just want my mother to value my son more...but today's actions are indeed too much. If my mother wants to beat and punish me, my son will never complain. All the punishments are on the shoulders of the son, please let the mother bypass Han Yan, he has paid a lot for the son, even if he offended his younger brother, he also protects the son, and asks the mother to spare his life."

It was the first time Mrs. Wang saw Liu Che begrudgingly like this, and she felt elated, but she still couldn't see him speaking for Han Yan. On the side, she wanted to step on Han Yan more and more.

"Is this how you are an elder brother? Don't say you are thinking of your brother, help him, and protect a man who is willing to be low. Have you ever thought about Chi'er? Have you thought about Bengong?"

Liu Che lowered his head, holding Han Yan's hands tightly, and suppressed the anger rushing out of his heart. He was stronger than others and could only bear it.

"King Jiaodong, I will ask you one more question. If you are willing to send this bitch to the violent room to vent your anger for your brother, I will not care about the matter just now..."

"enough!"

Emperor Jing interrupted Mrs. Wang's words at this time, and Liu Che breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Empress Dowager Dou favored the youngest son, Emperor Jing suffered a lot for this, and he still felt angry and wronged when thinking about it.

Although the relationship with Liu Che is not deep, but after all, they are father and son. Seeing him being treated like this by Mrs. Wang, a feeling of sympathy and sympathy suddenly arose in his heart.

Mrs. Wang was interrupted, she was really dissatisfied in her heart, and she was about to argue a few words, but she just happened to look at Emperor Jing with disgust and dissatisfaction.

Immediately, he didn't dare to speak any more, but felt even more aggrieved, so he gave Liu Che a vicious look.

This glance was caught by Emperor Jing again, he sighed, and said: "King Jiaodong, let's go back to the mansion first."

Liu Che bowed and retreated, Madam Wang couldn't help chasing forward two steps, and then looked at Emperor Jing in disbelief, with surprise and dissatisfaction on his face, how could he let go of such a rebellious thing so easily.

Emperor Jing naturally understood the meaning in her eyes, and after a while, he sighed softly: "Why is this..."

Blood is thicker than water, mother-child affection, why is this, why is this...