Be good, call me uncle

Chapter 231 Whose picture of a beautiful man?
There was bitterness on Changsun Tao's lips: "The other thing is that when I was struggling to fight against the Northern Qi army, he persuaded his mother to send me a bowl of poison. At that time, I was still young and was unfaithful to everyone. There was no vigilance, not to mention that the person was the queen, so I drank the bowl of poison. Although I did not die immediately, the poison tortured me all the time, and my Yu'er was also under my control. He was kidnapped during the poisoning period and has not been heard from since. Although I have taken the poison, there are rumors somewhere that the name on my father's imperial edict is my king. Therefore, as long as I am alive, my brother will not be able to sit back and relax. .”

Changsun Tao said calmly, and she listened quietly.

"No wonder, the Queen Mother's attitude towards you is almost to the point of being careful to please. It's obvious that she feels guilty and wants to make up for it." Finally, Yu Qinghuan's lips taunted, "But no matter what the purpose, because of the concern for the birth of children I feel that it is unforgivable that I can dispose of my own flesh and blood at will. Children are living creatures, not cats and dogs picked up on the roadside. It is not up to the parents to decide whether they live or die."

Changsun Tao said: "In this regard, we are in the same boat."

Yu Qinghuan asked him: "We are pressing harder and harder now. Do you plan to keep giving in like this?"

In fact, Yu Qinghuan had confirmed with Changsun Tao that Bai Yi's first appointment with Changsun Tao was indeed to return the dagger. This made Yu Qinghuan certain that the person who abducted her was probably Emperor Jiayou.

This made Yu Qinghuan nervous and uneasy.When he learned that the culprit who had caused Chang Sun Tao to suffer from illness for more than ten years was the most powerful man and the most noble woman in Da Qin, a chill came over his heart.

There is no doubt that Yu Qinghuan is a little scared.

So she wanted to know if Chang Sun Tao had any coping methods that could help her relieve her inner uneasiness.

Changsun Tao said: "Everything is not ready. Now is not the time to fight back."

Yu Qinghuan said: "Don't tell me that what you call preparation is Wei Shu. This person is quite evil. I can't trust him."

Changsun Tao said: "On the contrary, he is the most trustworthy person. I believe that he will not hurt you."

Yu Qinghuan said: "King Qi, is it reliable for you to bet on a person who doesn't know what he is carrying? Who knows whether Wei Shu will kill everyone in the world who blocks his way for the mission he carries?!"

Changsun Tao said: "Don't worry, I am not completely betting on him."

Yu Qinghuan said: "In that case, why did you still take this punch? If this punch had been two inches higher, your internal organs would have been shattered. Even if my grandfather was alive, he wouldn't be able to save you! Don't because If you don’t live long, don’t take your life seriously. Even if you don’t care about your own life, there are still others who do!”

Changsun Tao said: "You really know everything."

Yu Qinghuan said: "You can't hide it from me, just like I can't hide it from you when I know the truth. King Qi, you are so cowardly! You lost all your will to survive without even trying. How did you know that you had no hope at all? You Why should you be so self-righteous as to start arranging things after your death?"

"Do you think that if you help Wei Shu get promoted and make a fortune today, he will show some favor to Prince Qi's palace after your death?"

"Chang Sun Tao, let me tell you, if you die, the defeat of Prince Qi's Palace will be a foregone conclusion. No matter whether they are as smart as Xie Yun or the chess pieces you have laid out now, they will not be able to save Prince Qi's Palace!"

"I have never lived a peaceful life since I married you. Can you bear to watch me carry this mess with my slender arms after your death?!"

"Changsun Tao, you are so cruel and selfish! Yes, there are many people who depend on Prince Qi's palace for their lives, and you have to arrange a way out for these people, so you retreated again and again from the Dog Emperor's aggressiveness, just to buy time to kill you so-called The "arrangements" are all ready, but have you ever thought that it is precisely because of you, precisely because you are alive, that Prince Qi's Palace exists? If you have three strengths and two shortcomings, and the Palace has lost its backbone, can it still exist safely? If you don’t have the time to deal with these things, why don’t you dare to pursue the hope of survival? To put it bluntly, you are a coward, a coward, you are afraid of disappointment, so you don’t even dare to have the desire to survive!” Yu Qinghuan said this emotionally Changsun Tao listened silently as they talked. Finally, he said: "Princess, before you can detoxify me from my poison, do you need to detoxify me first? You have a pure manly voice. Wang sounded a little creepy.”

Yu Qinghuan picked up a pillow and threw it on Changsun Tao, roaring: "Shouldn't you be moved by this girl's heartfelt words? You still dislike this girl speaking to you in a man's voice. You are so stone-hearted and a wolf-hearted person!"

After saying that, Yu Qinghuan left angrily.

She admitted that she was making excuses, and she also understood Chang Sun Tao's choice when fighting Wei Shu, but she couldn't accept that Chang Sun Tao didn't care for his body so much.

Not everyone can be as lucky as she is, and can live again after death.

She just couldn't stand Chang Sun Tao's attitude that he would die sooner or later and it didn't matter if he risked his life.

The more Yu Qinghuan thought about it, the angrier she became. She gnashed her teeth and walked around the house. When she saw Xie Yun fanning herself in the west wind in autumn, she became so angry that she couldn't help but go up and start a verbal fight.

She was so angry that she lost her cool. She lost the war of words because she was no longer calm. This made her even more angry. She found a book, locked herself in the room, and began to "humiliate" with a paintbrush. Xie Yun.

On the other hand, Chang Sun Tao put on some clothes and sat on the railing of the corridor, looking up at the maple leaves dyed red by autumn.

For a loser, the saddest thing is not being expected, recognized, or understood.

But for those who are about to die, living is not only a luxury, but also a kind of torture, and having the courage to live is even more difficult for them.

After pondering for a long time, Changsun Tao reached out to take a fallen leaf and smiled softly: It is difficult to survive, but I will try my best.

At this moment, Ah Liu hurriedly came to report: "Your Majesty, it's not good. Mr. Xie and the princess are fighting. None of the subordinates can persuade them to stop."

"What's going on?" Changsun Tao stood up and asked as he walked.

Ah Liu said with a bitter face: "The princess got into an argument with Mr. Xie for some reason, but in the end she couldn't quarrel with Mr. Xie, so she drew a few pictures of beautiful men and asked Xue Wei to take them to the calligraphy and painting shop to sell. When Mr. Xie saw it, Picture, he went to find the princess to fight for his life, but was beaten all over the ground by the princess. Now the two of them are still fighting fiercely. No, the princess is beating Mr. Xie now. The subordinates want to stop it, but the princess threatens who If you dare to stop him, let Mingzhu bite his throat out. Go and have a look. If you go late, you won't have the chance to see Mr. Xie for the last time."

"What picture of a beautiful man?" Changsun Tao asked after hearing this.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Xie is about to die. What pictures of beautiful men are you paying attention to? That is not the point. The point is that the princess is very cruel and violent. If she is not satisfied after killing Mr. Xie, she will probably attack her subordinates." Ah Liu said bitterly. Face said.

Changsun Tao asked again: "What picture of a beautiful man? Whose picture of a beautiful man?"

(End of this chapter)