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Chapter 11: Hate Lian III

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    "Then you said the same thing just now, you have experienced it three times, so what's going on, and where did your strange magic come from?" Huo Lianxiu asked lightly.

    If the curse of late autumn was transferred to her child, then how did she live for three hundred years? After the curse was transferred, she should be an ordinary person, so where did this supernatural power come from?

    "It's a book. It's that devil-like existence that keeps me coming back here, but he hasn't appeared for a long time." Wan Qiu was a little frustrated when talking about the book.

    "I don't care if you write or not, I'll just ask you what is your relationship with the Queen Mother of Xiang." He Liaoyuan didn't care where the woman in front of him came from, he only cared about the relationship between this woman and the Queen Mother of Xiang.

    "People will be reincarnated, do you believe it?" Wan Qiu raised her head and looked at He Liaoyuan. After watching for a while, she suddenly felt that she recognized something. After staring carefully for a long time, she asked in an unbelievable tone.  "Xinger? Your father is He Qingping? Although I don't remember his official position anymore."

    "How do you know? Who are you?" He Liaoyuan's heart skipped a beat. Xing'er was his baby name. Only the Empress Dowager Xiang, who took him with him when he was a child, knew this name. He never mentioned it to Fu Chengzhou or Huo Lianxiu.  That's why he was so excited when he heard about the Queen Mother of Xiang.

    "I didn't expect that I would see you again." Wan Qiu said suddenly. This sentence made Fu Chengzhou a little confused. When did Wan Qiu and He Liaoyuan get so close?  Could this be a bloody plot where lovers meet?  No, the ages of the two are probably not the same, the girl in front of her is at least a few hundred years old.  Even if the He family has special taste, but this taste is tsk tsk tsk

    "Three hundred years ago, I actually died after giving birth to Xiaoxi. In the second life, when I was in my teens, I met that scroll of letters in the Library Pavilion, and it told me that it was me.  In the dusty past, he could let me see what I used to be, so I was teleported here without knowing anything, and experienced such an unforgettable cruelty again, and I still died in the same place as the ending of the first life.  On the night of giving birth, after returning to my own life, the book slip told me that I can choose to let it help me retain this memory, and it will come to me again in my next life, and it is up to me to decide whether to  Go back to that part of the past."

    "In the third life, you are the Queen Mother of Xiang." Huo Lianxiu continued.

    Wan Qiu nodded: "I in the third life have been waiting for the letter to appear, but I have not waited. What is even more ridiculous is that I in the third life was born in Liuye Town. I am a lady of the official family.  Later, I met your father, He Qingping." Speaking of this, Wan Qiu looked at He Liaoyuan again, and this was the third time she looked at He Liaoyuan deeply today: "Xing'er, when you grow up, you have grown up with your father.  They look more and more alike."

    "At that time, I was the emperor's concubine, but I was not favored. I met your father at a night banquet. I know that your He family has a prominent family background, but he didn't look like a rich boy. Instead, he was humble and polite.  We hit it off right away. At that time, the letter never appeared, and I thought it would never come to me again, so I wanted to live my life in the palace with peace of mind. Since then, your father has often entered the palace, and I am also happy  I saw him. Your mother was the princess of Yue Sai County, but she died prematurely during childbirth, so not only Qingping, but also the queen mother would often call you into the palace, but alas, when you were young, you liked to cling to me and often played in my palace  "While talking, Wan Qiu couldn't help showing a smile on her face. She hadn't smiled for a long time, but this smile surprised herself, "Since I returned to this body, this is my first time in three hundred years.  Once found myself laughing."

    "And then." He Liaoyuan had to admit that it was unbelievable to say all this from Wanqiu's mouth, but not everyone knew about the things in the palace, just like Grand Master He never knew that he and Xiang  The Queen Mother was once so close.  "But if you are the Empress Dowager Xiang, who is that in the Zhongnan Bieyuan!"

    "That's backlash, it's my retribution." Wan Qiu looked at the gray sky, closed his eyes and recalled: "Because of your father's help, the emperor began to favor me, and I was made a noble concubine. At the canonization banquet, you  Dad asked me to meet at the Cangjing Pavilion, where I met the letter again, and he asked me to make a choice, whether to go back to the past. I came here for hatred in this life, so I naturally chose to go back to the past,  It's just that this time I changed my life against the sky and learned the spell secretly. Although I failed to keep my husband, I took revenge. I also trained Xiaoxi. Although I couldn't completely get rid of the curse on my body, every hundred years my curse  There will be a few days that are particularly weak, so every few days, I will kill them all and go to the town to avenge the theater troupe and the troupe master! I did it! If it weren¡¯t for the Taoist priest two hundred years ago, set up a forest enchantment for me, and Liuye Town has long since disappeared!  But he was wrong, this forest can trap me but not Xiaoxi.  I want to make those who stood by and watched become blind. Anyway, eyes are useless to them, so let them be eaten by my children.  It's just that in the past two hundred years, my spiritual power has been affected by the enchantment, and I can only control young and sinister women, otherwise how could I let those men go.  "

    "No wonder, no wonder since you became the concubine of Xiang, your temperament has changed drastically. You talk about it all day long, and you only call Liu Yezhen in your mouth. After giving birth to the prince, you are still the same. No wonder, you never hugged me again.  Let me go." He Liaoyuan looked at Wan Qiu in front of him, even though the truth was right in front of him, he still couldn't accept it.

    The Xiang Empress back then was gentle and radiant, not as she is now with only hatred in her eyes.

    "The book slips told me that the past is irreversible. If you want to go against the sky, you have to pay a price. And my price is that I can never go back, and I in another world can no longer find my soul.  Be a total lunatic."

    After late autumn's words, Fu Chengzhou looked at her with a little sympathy and pity, but after thinking about it, she was actually not pitiful, she had the opportunity to choose, but she chose to live in hatred, which was something no one else could do.  It can't be stopped, it can't be stopped.  This situation can only be blamed on herself.

    "Have you never thought about Your Majesty? Because of you, he has made every step of the way more cautiously than others, and he has come to where he is today. If it weren't for my father's support behind him, he might have died in the harem."  It's time." He Liaoyuan originally wanted to ask a question for his father, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't ask.

    "When I left, I didn't think that I would have a child later. If he had come earlier, maybe Iwouldn't have come back. Xing, you know, giving up hatred is as difficult as giving up love  , because they are the seeds of the forest, once they grow, they will die forever." After Wan Qiu said this, her body began to gradually become transparent.

    "This is what's going on here!" Seeing this, He Liaoyuan hurriedly asked Huo Lianxiu.

    Huo Lianxiu shook his head: "You might as well ask her yourself."

    "It's Xiaoxi's time. She was seriously injured just now and she couldn't support herself. It was because of me that she made it to this point. I am cursed from the same root as her, and her end is also my end."

    "Mother." A sweet cry came, and the monster turned into a grandma's little doll, but it was almost transparent: "Mother, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." The voice became softer and softer, the little one  The doll is also becoming more and more empty.  Wan Qiu wanted to reach out to hug her, but she couldn't, she threw herself forward, and there was no more Xiaoxi.

    "It's my mother's fault. You and I shouldn't have been tortured for three hundred years." Wan Qiu looked at the hundred-year-old bell that fell from the child, and gently touched every carved pattern on it, muttering to herself.  Said: "I called Xiaoxi specially when she was just one year old. She is very obedient and obedient. If there is no curse, she will definitely grow up well, marry well, have children well and grow old."

    Wan Qiu fixedly looked at the hundred-year-old bell in his hand, and his body began to become nothingness. Neither Huo Lianxiu nor Fu Chengzhou did anything. They both knew that people were going to die, and their words were good. After all, they were also poor people.

    "Is your father okay?" At the last moment, Wan Qiu asked He Liaoyuan.

    "Father, he is very good. He has remarried as you said back then, and he has lived a peaceful life."

    "That's true, it's in line with his temperament." Wan Qiu nodded in relief, and closed her eyes: "This time, I hope there won't be an afterlife." After speaking, it disappeared in the wind.

    According to the annals of history, He Qingping, the former You Cheng, had no wife or concubine, and only one son, He Liaoyuan, was born to his deceased wife Princess Yuxi.  After retiring, he lived alone at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. He would go up the mountain every month to visit the Queen Mother of Hunan. He died of illness five years ago.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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