Chapter 3939

"Wu Heng listens to the order." The emperor of Cangzhou issued an order and threw a warrant to him.

Dongshan Wang bowed down and led to leave. Before he left, he didn't even glance at anxinghou, who was still lying on the ground and splashing tears.

His majesty sat wearily on the Dragon chair. "Anxinghou, you go back first, and we will talk about it later."

Anxing Hou opened his mouth and wanted to argue something more. He was carried up and dragged out by several eunuchs.

Anxinghou was naturally unwilling to do so. He shouted "Your Majesty, your majesty" all the way, and was mercilessly thrown out by several eunuchs.

Two days later, Duan Yue woke up from a simple bamboo building, raised his hand and pressed his heavy head, his eyebrows moved, and slowly climbed up from the bamboo couch.

Yuan Zhen came in with a plate of hot porridge. When she saw the broken moon waking up, she immediately said happily, "Your Highness, you wake up."

Duan Yue sat there silently, deaf to Yuanzhen's words.

Xiaokezi hurriedly came forward, took the porridge bowl, put it gently on the short table aside, and said cautiously, "Your Highness, you haven't eaten all the rice in three days and nights, or take a bite first?"

"What's wrong with me." As soon as Duan Yue opened his mouth, he frowned slightly.

I feel my voice, as if I have been run over by a heavy object, hoarse and tight.

Yuan Zhen said in a small voice, "Your Highness is in a deep mood. He rained for three days beside the coffin. Last night You fainted. "

Small gram son voice is like mosquito ground to say, "want, or, your highness, eat first?"

Duan Yue looks calm and indifferent, as if he put on a thin cold mask on his face, and pressed all emotions into his heart.

"Bring it to me." He spoke softly.

Little kezidon was overjoyed. He took up the warm bowl and handed it to him.

The moon desert is expressionless. It doesn't need a spoon. It just pours the warm rice porridge.

"See your majesty." Outside came the voice of the little eunuch.

Cangzhou emperor Rong yuan came in with a calm face, staring at his son, then sighed, "you all go out."

After all the people resigned, there were only two people left in the bamboo house.

"I have always had great hopes for you as a father." Rong Yuan said in a cold voice, "but this time, you let me down."

"If I were you, I would never waste my limited time on grief and crying."

"So you're not me."

The emperor was choked by his son for some reason. He wanted to get angry, but he snorted coldly, "do you know what your biggest weakness is?"

"Soft hearted." Rong yuan spits out these two words mercilessly.

"If you had been strong enough in the first place, your mother would not have been."

Duan Yue suddenly raised her head, stared at the man in front of her eyes with cold eyes, and smiled sarcastically, "isn't it because you are incompetent?"

"What do you say!"

"My mother used to live well on StarCraft. If you don't provoke her all her life, she will live happily ever after!"

"Because you are my son." "You are the best of my many sons," said Rong yuan with a light face. No one can deny that. "

"So?" The broken moon couldn't help laughing. "My mother is just a container for you to have children?"

"Yes!" Rong yuan nods cruelly.

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continue at night, around 8:00