Chapter 1170: Plaything

Eunuch Fu trembled and fell to the ground, unwilling to raise his head, and didn’t dare to speak again.

This kind of silence almost drove Chu Yan crazy, and at the same time, he understood it very well.

In this palace, except for his imperial father, who dares to touch his things?

Chu Yan stepped forward and walked out. Eunuch Fu hurriedly got up and followed, feeling very flustered.

He will face the wrath of the two emperors, whether he can survive today was still unknown.

In Taixi Palace

The Supreme Emperor was sitting in the main hall in a daze and sighed twice from time to time. Meng Changling, who was reading at the side, stared at the book with lowered eyebrows, as if she hadn’t heard his sighs one after another.

Ever since Chu Yan was sent back to the palace in a coma, the Supreme Emperor has always been like this, and she was used to it.

“Why do you think Yan’er became like this? He wasn’t like this before. Such a good kid, why did he suddenly become like this?”

Meng Changling didn’t even raise her head, and responded calmly: “People will always change.”

“He has to change for the better, how did it become like this?”

The Supreme Emperor had a troubled look on his face, and he couldn’t figure out how his son, the god of war prince who planned strategies on the battlefield, that son who made him extremely proud whenever he mentioned it or thought about it, would turn into what he is today.

Just because of a woman, he can even disregard his life, even this country.

Meng Changling finally raised her eyes, and lightly glanced at the Supreme Emperor, a trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

How can a thin-hearted person understand the suffering of a deep-loved person?

How can a ruthless person relieve the pain of a deeply affectionate person?

He was ruthless and indifferent, does he thinks that everyone in the world was like him?

His son, like him, should only regard women as playthings in his eyes.

Meng Changling lowered her head again, and replied softly: “There is always a cause and an effect.”

Before the Supreme Emperor could understand what Meng Changling meant, a eunuch hurried in: “The Supreme Emperor, the Emperor is here.”

The Supreme Emperor frowned, and his face was full of joy: “He’s awake?” Then he stood up.

He doesn’t care much about women, which can be regarded as ruthless and unlucky, but he cares about his son.

Before reaching the door, Chu Yan rushed in in a hurry.

Seeing that his son’s complexion was fine, and his walking was as fast as usual, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that girl’s medical skills were indeed not bad.

Chu Yan stood still in front of his father, saluted first, and then asked his father: “Imperial father, please return the portrait in the imperial study and the letter left by Zhi’er.”

The Supreme Emperor’s originally stretched brows were immediately furrowed, and the sliver of sunlight that had just floated disappeared in an instant.

He glared fiercely at Eunuch Fu behind Chu Yan, who was so frightened that he immediately shrank back, hanging his head and not daring to lift it.

The Supreme Emperor said: “What painting and letter? I don’t know what you are talking about!”

“Imperial Father——” Chu Yan’s voice suddenly rose, “I don’t care about the portrait, but I believe there is a letter, please return it, Imperial Father.”

The Supreme Emperor snorted coldly: “As I said, there is no letter. Even if there was, it would have been reduced to ashes.”

Chu Yan was about to vomit blood, but the person in front of him was his father, so he couldn’t be beaten or scolded.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he felt a gaze falling on him. He looked sideways and met Concubine Meng’s eyes.

Concubine Meng blinked at him, with a slight smile on her face.

Chu Yan immediately swallowed the words he was about to utter and flung his sleeves to leave.

As soon as he walked out of the Taixi Palace, he saw a woman in a palace dress standing under the silk tree outside the Taixi Palace.

 


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One thought on “Chapter 1170: Plaything

  1. Maybe that useless “Supreme” emperor should think about how he favored the crappy son over the good one for years…if HF didn’t have to protect others from CF, why would he take that accursed throne?

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