My Wife Has Been Blackened

Wu Qishan endured it in the room, gritting his teeth and not making a sound.

Ever since he was slapped and kicked out of the palace, his heart has become extremely tough, otherwise he would not have sneaked into the northern Xinjiang palace with his identity as a foreigner, even with the imperial power in his hands.

Only a little bit, he will be able to ascend the throne of Northern Xinjiang.

The old emperor of Northern Xinjiang is dying, soon, soon...

"Squeak." With a sound, the door opened.

Wu Qishan's expression changed, he was about to get up but he jumped up, his knees gave way and he fell to the ground. The bones and tendons were all broken.

"Don't move, let me do it. You are also bold, how dare you come to the Hou's mansion directly like this, what will you do if the Hou finds out?" Aunt Cheng tried hard to support him with her big belly.

Seeing that it was her, Wu Qishan's face softened a little.

"Madam is gone, do you still want to stay in Hou's Mansion?" Aunt Cheng seemed to be very close to him, which reassured him a lot.

Hearing that Mrs. Xiao was gone, Wu Qishan's eyelashes trembled.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince bleeds to death from seven orifices. His death condition is extremely tragic. His Majesty only has such a son left now, and he has devoted all his efforts to cultivating him. Who knows that he is not a royal heir, and His Majesty is also a poor man." Aunt Cheng said indifferently.

"He is poor? He deserves it! It's a pity for the prince, it's a pity for that child, he is a good boy." Even if he knew my identity, he didn't say anything, didn't evade or deny it.

That child probably knew that there was something wrong with his identity a few days ago.

Otherwise, he would not have asked him to kill all the people who had participated in this matter.

When Aunt Cheng heard him praise the prince, her soft little hands tightened.

She went up to pour him a cup of tea and handed it to him. It's just that Wu Qishan was distracted while holding the teacup, and he didn't finish his mouth for a long time.

"That's not necessarily true. Everyone in the house knows the crown prince's thoughts on our young lady. Now that the young lady is in prison, it must be his handwriting." Aunt Cheng still smiled innocently and ignorant of the world.

That fairy-like appearance is very trustworthy.

Wu Qishan paused, he followed Zhou Yanci for a while, only to see that she was a little different, the prince was definitely not her match. He even felt that Zhou Yanci was blind, how could the prince not be worthy of her?

It's just that I dare not say more because of my fear of her.

Yan Lao just has a posture that Lao Tzu is not there, but Lao Tzu's remaining prestige is there.

"Young madam, young madam will regret it. If she finds out the identity of the prince, she will definitely regret it." Wu Qishan was heartbroken, and he felt pain as he clutched his heart.

The prince, that child, he intends to succeed to the throne by himself in the future, and let him succeed two thrones in a row.

In this way, don't Dayue and Northern Xinjiang all belong to me?

The more he thought about it, the more pain Wu Qishan felt. Just a little bit, just a little bit to make it!

He didn't hear Aunt Cheng sigh softly, he didn't seem to realize that Aunt Cheng hated the prince very much.

"Do you have any other relatives in northern Xinjiang? You have been in Dayue like this, will they miss you? Do you have a wife?" Aunt Cheng sat down and asked casually with her hands on her chin.

Wu Qishan tensed up all over.

"How do you know that I'm from Northern Xinjiang?" Frowning slightly, he felt a sudden pain in his body, and hurriedly snorted again.

"Look at my brain, if you can come to save me, you must have no dissatisfaction. I am from northern Xinjiang, and I have wives and concubines in northern Xinjiang, but they are not my love. Those are just decorations to deal with people. As for the children , then I don’t know, probably how many there are.” Wu Qishan’s tone was light, he had no sense of belonging to Northern Xinjiang.

The women, the children, he couldn't even remember what they looked like.

"They are so pitiful." Aunt Cheng said with a smile.

"What's so pitiful about them is that they are like grass and ants. I gave them wealth and power, so they should have children for me." Wu Qishan didn't care. For so many years, whether it's a concubine or a wife, he only needs to go through the motions.

It is rumored in northern Xinjiang that he is not close to women, and he will definitely be a qualified emperor in the future.

"It's meritorious service for you to save me. When you return to Northern Xinjiang, I will definitely give you great benefits." Wu Qishan promised. It's just that Aunt Cheng just smiled and didn't speak.

"By the way, I remember that you are from Beijiang. Where are you from Beijiang? Do you have any relatives and friends? When I return to Beijiang, I will help you take care of them." Wu Qishan picked up the cup and put it to his mouth gently blowing.

"Cheng'er, my name is Sicheng, and I live in the Imperial City of Northern Xinjiang. Speaking of which, my mother is a well-known lady who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I don't know how many people want to marry my mother. It's a pity, I My mother married a heartless man, and never looked at my mother more. She is a hard-working person. Even, even my father never looked at me. On the day I was born, I only looked at it from a distance and left. I’m afraid, I don’t even know what I look like.” Aunt Cheng sighed, went straight to the screen next to Wu Qishan’s bed, and brought a bucket full of water.

Wu Qishan resisted the pain, and stepped forward to help lift it.

Immediately, he took the teacup again. It seems that this hot teacup can relieve the itching a bit.

Yes, the itch is suppressed in the heat. But keep the temperature under control.

"What do you want water for?" Wu Qishan asked casually, but Aunt Cheng smiled and said nothing.

"That's a coincidence. Do you know who I am? When I return to Northern Xinjiang, I will give your mother the identity, punish your father, and seek justice for your mother. You are a good boy, your father, he is blind! "Wu Qishan frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"That's right, my father is blind. So, I will goug out his eyes myself. Only in this way will we live up to our years of waiting." Aunt Cheng said cruel words on her innocent face.

"Drink some water, you must be thirsty. Madam also drank a lot of water before she left. Although she never said it, she seems to feel better." Aunt Cheng said lightly.

Wu Qishan picked up the cold cup and drank it down.

Pain, pain! Burning pain!

It was as if a fire burned from the throat and burned all the way to the abdomen.

"Roar... ah, roar..." Wu Qishan rolled on the ground in pain, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, wanted to reprimand, but his throat was burnt and he couldn't speak, he just scratched his throat.

"Ahhh..."

Suddenly, another basin of water was poured straight on his face.

When Wu Qishan rolled, he blocked it with both hands. Although most of it was avoided, part of it was poured on his hands. As soon as the water touched his hands, there was a stinging sound.

Bubbling, quickly corroding into the bone, the bones are dense.

"Do you think it's a coincidence? That's not a coincidence at all. For you, I am willing to be an aunt, willing to degenerate. Just to find you...Father..." Aunt Cheng picked up a basin of water and said with a smile.

Hehe, I'm from Northern Xinjiang, do you think I'm here to save lives?

No no no, I'm here to kill you! !

Old man, are you surprised? Is it irritating? Is it surprising?

Wu Qishan suddenly raised his head and stared at her!