Destined to Be Empress - Chapter 292

“Morning son!” The sweet smell of blood came to her face. Princess Zhao screamed, and she was set on the spot like a root.

“Young master!” Tong Hua is more startled, with a group of people, all silly.

Such an end is doomed.

Yan Jinning stood there with no expression on his face.

Yan Jintian looked at him for the last time, then closed his eyes again. His back leaned against the wall behind him and slid slowly to the ground.

“Morning son!” Princess Zhao broke her heart and cried again. At this time, she suddenly thawed and rushed forward like crazy.

She hugged her son’s body.

But the woman’s strength is really weak, not only did not support people, but fell with her son on the ground.

In the yard, situ Haichen and Princess Qinghe rushed out when they heard something wrong.

“Wake up! Wake up Princess Zhao knelt on the ground, with her bloody hands holding Yan Jintian’s face, crying heartbroken, “you open your eyes! Can’t die! Can’t die! Son Son, open your eyes and look at me

Qinghe Princess stood behind her, tears also follow the Susu of the fall.

Whether it was her brother, or someone she had been in love with, suddenly died in front of her eyes in such a tragic way She didn’t feel well either.

“Son!” Princess Zhao, holding Yan Jintian’s body, was still roaring: “it’s all the mother’s fault, it’s the mother’s negligence. She didn’t take care of you. You wake up, get up, you hit me, scold me? Please, please, please, your son, open your eyes, open your eyes… ”

She cried again and again, yelled again and again.

The yard was full of people, but no one else could be heard except the woman’s heartrending cry.

Princess Zhao cried for a long time, until the hand she held tightly in her hand was completely cold. Even if she held it tightly, she could not warm it with her body temperature. Only then did she slowly accept the fact that her son was no longer in the world.

She slowly knelt straight, tears on her face dried up, took out the veil from her arms, and carefully wiped Yan Jintian’s face.

“Mother’s wife!” Princess Qinghe sobbed and knelt down, holding her shoulder from behind.

At this time, the seriously injured king of Zhao also walked to the door, staring at this side in silence.

Princess Zhao was aware of his existence, but did not look back. Her eyes were fixed on her son’s face, and she couldn’t bear to move away for a moment. Her voice was smooth but not emotional.

“Qing’er, do you still recognize me as a mother?” She asked.

It’s a little puzzling.

“Why does she say that? You are my mother. You are the mother who gave birth to me, raised me and loved me! ” Qinghe County main road, the tears also follow surging down.

“Good!” Princess Zhao nodded, but the tone seemed to take some kind of great Revenge of pleasure, “you still recognize me!”

Yan Jinning intuitively felt that something was wrong, but before he could understand it, he heard the exclamation of Princess Qinghe and situ Haichen: “mother Princess!” Princess Zhao, holding the broken sword in her hands, threw herself into the arms of Princess Qinghe with blood seeping from the corners of her mouth. Her eyes were empty and she looked up at the sky with deep hatred. She said in a voice of hatred: “don’t bury me and that clothed animal together. I won’t go to the ancestral grave of their master’s family.

, let me accompany my son. Before he died, I was a mother If I can keep him, I must accompany him all the time after death, so that I can feel at ease

Her voice gradually weakened, and Princess Qinghe was out of breath.

Princess Zhao suddenly grabbed her hand with her bloody hand and forced her to say, “promise me! After I die, you must bury me and your brother together

“I I… ” Princess Qinghe couldn’t speak, so she could only nod her head in a hurry.

Princess Zhao listened to her promise and finally let go of her hand. Her breath was weak and she had no strength.

There were tears on situ Haichen’s face. Although he felt embarrassed at the moment, he still stepped forward and knelt down beside Princess Zhao. The tears fell down on the back of Zhao’s hand.

Princess Zhao felt something and turned her head hard.

Situ Haichen almost felt guilty and didn’t dare to look at her. He said bitterly: “mother concubine! It’s my son. I’m sorry. I’m… ”

He wanted to apologize, and felt that under such circumstances, any of his words would appear pale and hypocritical.

Princess Zhao looked at him.

She hated the king of Zhao, and even the biological mother of situ Haichen. But in front of her, she heard him call her son, the “mother Princess” for more than ten years

She found that she could not hate it.

“I don’t blame you!” Finally, he sighed. He wanted to reach out and touch his son’s face, but he had lost his strength. He tried twice and failed to raise his hand, so he gave up.”You are a good child. My mother knows that you are kind-hearted and filial. All these things are not your fault. If you want to blame, you can only blame me for my lack of fortune!” She said, sensing the strength is not much, then slowly closed her eyes, never again see Zhao Wang the same.

When a person weaves a lie that can drive you into hell for a lifetime —

in fact, she doesn’t hate him for never having loved him, and does not hate those who have played the role of loving husband and wife in these years. Only in the case of his son, he really hates to gnaw his bones and sleep his skin.

I don’t want to take another look. I feel disgusted.

Yan Jinning thinks that she can understand Princess Zhao’s mood. A man can not love you, he can love you, but when he hurts you with reckless deception for the love in his heart –

this is the biggest sorrow a woman has encountered in her life.

To be sure, she can’t leave Yan Jintian’s body here, and even if she is willing, Tong Hua and they won’t agree.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward and asked situ Haichen, “can I take the princess’s body with me?”

Situ Haichen looked back at her, but Princess Qinghe had wiped away her tears and stood up without hesitation: “you take them away!”

The girl, who had always been tender and naive, had a firm voice and was totally different from her once. She said, “wait a moment. I’ll get clean clothes for my mother’s concubine!”

Finish saying, did not squint into the backyard, and Zhao Wang wrong body but also did not look at each other.

Love and respect for a person is a feeling accumulated over time, but it often takes only a moment for years of faith and gods to collapse.

That day, her mother died, and she – no father!