Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

Chapter 198 The most ruthless imperial family

"Mom, I missed you so much. Why are you here too?"

Before reaching Xiling Heng, Xiao Yao rushed up and hugged Xiling Heng, rubbing her face against Xiling Heng's face gently, very intimately.

"Since you didn't come home, I came to see you. You seemed to be having a lot of fun. Did you miss your mother? Your father is always nagging at you!"

Xiling Heng hugged Xiaoyao back, his tone somewhat complaining, "What a commotion! It hasn't been long, and already everyone is in turmoil."

"No, I missed you guys so much, it's only been a short while!"

Xiling Heng's uneasy heart seemed to settle down. Perhaps she was overthinking it. Xiaoyao was surrounded by experts, so how could she be in trouble? But...

"Xiaoyao, what's wrong with those soldiers today? They seem to be possessed by evil spirits!"

"It was Tu Shanjing who manipulated them..."

Xiaoyao briefly told Xilingheng about Tushan Jing's practice of evil skills and his descent into demonic ways. Xilingheng's fury surged. Not only was he using people's spirits to absorb their flesh and blood for cultivation, but the mere thought of planting a demon in Xiaoyao and raping her was enough to make him die a thousand times over.

"Xiaoyao, what do you want to do?"

Xiling Heng looked at Xiaoyao worriedly. Perhaps her inner uneasiness came from this. A person with such a bottom line, who also had other thoughts about Xiaoyao, was the most dangerous person.

"Kill him. He will be a nuisance if he is kept alive."

Things have come to this, the time is ripe, it's time to solve this big problem.

"Xiaoyao, mother, something happened. The Fifth Prince Shi Ran was killed, and his head was severed."

Xiang Yao had just returned from outside. He bowed to Xiling Heng first, and then told him the story calmly.

Xiao Yao sighed, pulled out a chair and sat down irritably, propping up her head with both hands. She looked at Xiling Hengtang and asked helplessly, "Mom, do you think Grandpa has gone mad and wants to kill me? Although I want to kill them too, why is it so unpleasant? It's really one thing after another. This Tushan Jing, I am grateful to him, but do I also think he is meddling in my business?"

Xiling Heng had a painful expression on his face, covering his heart. That was her father, yet he was going to use swords against his daughter. Even though she was his daughter, her mother and brothers all lost their lives because of his choice, but even if she hated him, it was a painful thing.

Xiaoyao saw that Xiling Heng was not right. She quickly stood up and supported Xiling Heng. Hesitantly, she asked, "Mother, if I killed Grandpa, would you blame me? And Xuanxuan! But mother, I have already given them a chance. Although it was indeed me who planned to kill the Seventh Prince of Yueliang, I feel that everything in Xiyan was earned by my grandmother, uncles, and you with your lives. Mother, if it weren't for my sister, you would still be scorching in the Chishui Desert. Every time I think of this, I hate him! How can he still sit so comfortably and feel so at ease? I wish I could cut him into pieces!"

"I know, but hating someone is also a painful thing. That person is your relative, Xiaoyao. Hating Xuan, you are actually not happy, right..."

Xiling Heng felt sad inside. This was the sorrow of being born in an imperial family. They could be ruthless and ungrateful, but she and Xiaoyao happened to be people who valued friendship, kindness and kept their promises, so they were exploited so thoroughly.

"Why should I be unhappy? You don't know. I destroyed his spiritual power and shot him with an arrow. Every time I see him being toyed with, I am extremely happy. Why should I be unhappy? I am so happy!"

Xiaoyao answered with a smile, but her expression was heartbreaking. The smile on her face couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes. Xilingheng stepped forward and hugged Xiaoyao. She understood this pain. Maybe she couldn't see it because of her usual smile, but every time when the night was quiet, she would recall that she had also been in that man's arms and acted coquettishly towards him...

"Mother, he doesn't deserve it. None of them do... When he ordered Ayao's death, I never forgave him. They deserve to feel betrayed and have everything taken away from them. Even if it hurts, I won't stop!"

Xiaoyao looked at Xiangyao with a look of endless sorrow, her red and swollen eyes hiding painful memories. Xiangyao smiled and shook his head gently, as if to tell her that everything was fine. But how could it be fine?

"Don't cry, Mom supports you and will always stand by you. It's Mom's fault. I shouldn't have said this to you..."

Maybe she had lived too comfortably in the palace these years, and she had forgotten how long Xiaoyao had prepared for all this and how much effort she had put in. She had said the wrong thing.

"Mom, you're right. Hating someone is not a happy thing, but I have to do it. Now it's either he or I die."

She no longer has a third life! Her soul has long since been reduced to ashes. What she can remember is that the heavens have extracted her memories and sent them back. If she dies in this life, there will be no afterlife. She must protect everyone and she must not be soft-hearted!

Didn't King Xiyan and Xuanxuan always say that sacrificing themselves for the sake of everyone else was the greater good? In this life, if they were to sacrifice themselves instead, that would also be the greater good, right?

Xiyan Palace

King Xiyan looked at the news presented to him. He was extremely angry, his chest heaving violently, his whole body shaking constantly, and then he couldn't control a violent cough. King Xiyan hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, his chest was in unbearable pain from coughing.

After coughing for a long time, King Xiyan finally calmed down. He looked down at the red spot on his palm and felt even more sad.

He seemed to have aged in an instant, all his high spirits and majesty had vanished, leaving him only a pitiful old man who was helpless as his young ones were sent off. He did not have much affection for the Five Kings and the Seventh King, and was even more disappointed with Shi Ran and Yue Liang. However, when they were around, at least he felt that there was still a little bond in this world, a pitiful bit of warmth. He could still deceive himself that he had not yet been deserted by his friends and relatives, that his decision was not wrong, and that everything was worth it.

But Xiaoyao came back. She plotted to kill Yue Liang, killed the Seventh Prince, and even destroyed Xiling Heng's tomb. He endured it all. He thought she was just venting her dissatisfaction. He could understand that she hated him, but did he have to kill her?

"Ah Heng, your daughter is not like you..."

King Xiyan ordered the capture of the demon slaves to force Xiangliu out. He originally wanted to test Xiaoyao's attitude, but he didn't expect Xiaoyao to defend Xiangliu so strongly. He knew that the two sides would definitely not fight, so he let Shiran lead the troops and let the five kings control the situation. He seemed strong but was actually testing

Now, only Xuan is left...Xiaoyao! Do you hate grandpa that much?

The secret guard beside him was silent as a cicada, not daring to make a sound. There was a dead silence all around. He knew that when he heard the news, he was also shocked and stunned for a long time.

He is a lonely man, he is really a lonely man!

After being furious, King Xi Yan slowly calmed down. The person was gone, and it was useless for him to be angry. He raised his head calmly, sighed, and tiredly gave orders to the secret guards.

"Call back Xuan, assign more secret guards to protect him, and bring back the body of the Fifth Prince Shi Ran."

"promise!"

After the secret guards left, King Xi Yan summoned Yinglong

"Your Majesty, what do you want from me?"

"Yinglong, how long have you been following me?"

King Xiyan's voice cracked, as if he were reminiscing. He'd spent his life in the military, campaigning far and wide. If he could do it all over again, he'd choose the same path. He felt a debt to A'lao, Qingyang, Changyi, and Aheng, but he never regretted his choices. Even if future generations judged him, they would only remember his contributions to the world, not the heartlessness of an emperor towards his family. Imperial families were the most ruthless. He was not wrong!

"Your Majesty, it has been over four hundred years!"

"Time flies, Yinglong. You're originally from the Central Plains. I'll give you a mission. Take over from Xuanxuan and complete the renovation of Daming Palace. Also, find Xiaoyao. If she wants to come back, Grandpa welcomes her. Grandpa... doesn't blame her... If she really likes Xiangliu, Grandpa promises her that he won't touch her again. Go!"

"Yes, I will obey your command!"