Chapter 95 The Prince Consort Disguised as a Man in a Revenge Story (4)
Sui Xianzhi could clearly hear everything happening in the outside world.
However, he couldn't react at all, and he couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide.
When he "waked up" for the first time, he found that he could not move and his eyes were completely dark.
He knew that he was finished.
He could hear his mother crying beside his bed.
You can hear the imperial doctor saying that all the flesh and blood on his hands and legs have been eaten away, and there is no possibility of regeneration at all, so he can only forcibly amputate them to save his life.
What's more, he could hear his wife, whom he had never even met, serving him soup and medicine in front of the bed with all kindness and respect, but at the same time, when no one was around, she was cursing why she didn't die early.
He also realized that he had fallen into Shi Ran's trap.
The medicine she gave herself was not something that could drive away the beasts at all.
But why?
Doesn't she have a deep love for herself?
Even though he hadn't seen her for such a long time, she still sent sincere letters to the eldest princess' mansion one after another, looking affectionate and unrepentant.
why?
Does she want to plot against herself like this? !
Shi Ran could clearly feel that Sui Xianzhi's spirit was fluctuating violently.
Come to think of it, he must be extremely angry at this moment.
But no matter how angry he was, without an antidote, he was just a living dead unable to move.
"Are you asking again, why did I do this? I have ruined your future, and now I am here to ridicule you when you are worse off than dead?"
The reason why Shi Ran dared to say this openly was because her spiritual consciousness could detect that there was no one else in the yard except her and Sui Xianzhi.
That Mrs. Zhongqinbo is really very smart.
Of course Sui Xianzhi wants to know!
He just wished he could get up right now, strangle her neck and ask for explanation.
Wasn't it the bodyguard job she asked for for herself?
Why do you treat yourself well while doing harm to yourself?
"Sui Xianzhi, do you think I really fall in love with you?"
"You blame your mother for not doing anything for you, you blame the Holy Uncle for not caring about blood ties, and you blame the many aristocratic families in the capital who secretly look down on you. But you, why don't you blame yourself for your incompetence?"
No matter how good Song Ling was, she gave Sui Xianzhi life and raised him well.
The six arts learned by Sui Xianzhihui were not something he was born with, but Song Linghao invited famous teachers to teach him carefully.
But he only remembered that his mother never asked for an official position for him as he wished.
No matter what the emperor did, he finally acquiesced in allowing Sui Xianzhi to grow up safely in Shangjing.
Even if he carries half of the blood of that rebellious minister, even if the entire Sui family has been liquidated by the Holy Emperor.
The emperor was ruthless, and allowing Sui Xianzhi to be born in the end was already his biggest step back.
As for those aristocratic families, why do they think so highly of Sui Xianzhi?
He had the best resources, but he refused to pass the imperial examination and become an official. He only wanted to rise to the top.
Who would really think highly of such a person?
It was only Canaan, a general with a simple background and mind, who made Sui Xianzhi his best friend, and ultimately harmed the original owner.
"As for why I hate you? A person who wants to get me drunk and destroy my innocence. I am stupid to be tempted by your little favor."
Sui Xianzhi initially wanted to get the original owner drunk and ruin his reputation.
However, it was only during the process that she discovered the female body of the original owner, and that's when Huairou took a romantic path.
The original owner was just forcing himself to tame himself when he was desperate.
Only by telling herself that she could fall in love with Sui Xianzhi would she not be in so much pain.
Otherwise, the torture from her mother and the coercion from Sui Xianzhi would completely break her spirit at any time!
"Let me tell you secretly, not only the hunting ground incident was planned by me. The incident between you and Zhang Bujin in Chunshan was also planned by me. That day, I was not drunk at all. I could smell the so-called lover's seduction as soon as I entered the house. . Since you want to destroy my innocence, don’t blame me for treating others the same way I treat them. Everything that happens next is my revenge on you."
Shi Ran chuckled.
That laughter spread to Sui Xianzhi's mind like a nightmare.
The painful memories of that day flooded into my mind like crazy.
Feeling Sui Xianzhi's mental pain and struggle, Shi Ran gently leaned over, fed Sui Xianzhi a pill, and then whispered in his ear.
"Don't worry, the pill I'm feeding you is a collection of precious elixirs in the world. It can ensure that you live to sixty without any disease or worry. You can enjoy the happiness of a family full of children and grandchildren. Although this The child is not yours, but the wife is yours, which can be regarded as extending your heirs."
Shi Ran stood up and took a closer look at Fan Sui Xianzhi's appearance.
Then, he turned around and left.
Sui Xianzhi's life will not be easy in the future.
Now, the Yu family might not deliberately poison him. After all, he was half a relative of the emperor, and he still held the title of Uncle Zhongqin.
Once someone dies violently, the court will conduct a thorough investigation.
But Mr. Yu would never treat him kindly.
After all, Yu felt that all her current tragedies originated from Sui Xianzhi.
In the following decades, Sui Xianzhi would remain physically asleep and mentally awake, spending the rest of his life in pain.
What's the fear of death?
Life is worse than death, which is the most terrible thing.
Winter snow rolls across the long street, and the plum blossoms all over the capital gradually reveal their buds.
This is the eighth year that Shi Ran and Song Weilan have been married.
Today, Song Weilan is no longer the princess of Dingguo, but was conferred the title of Prince Yong by the Holy Emperor during the Mid-Autumn Festival two years ago.
At the same time, special permission was granted to travel as a guard of honor for the crown prince, and even the princess's palace was expanded and repaired in accordance with the regulations of the prince's palace.
The princess becomes the king.
The Holy Spirit's meaning couldn't be more obvious.
The only thing left was to give King Yong a legitimate crown prince position.
But more than two years have passed, and this Yong Wang has monopolized power in the previous dynasty, and the Holy Emperor has entrusted almost all government affairs to her.
It even got to the point where the people only knew the name of King Yong, but did not know the history of the saints.
But the imperial edict to establish the crown prince has not yet been issued.
Until this year's winter, His Majesty's health became worse and worse, and he probably fell asleep for seven or eight hours every day.
Everyone knows that His Majesty's end is approaching.
But now, although King Yong had already established a firm foothold in the previous dynasty, and her husband-in-law, the most powerful prime minister in Daye was now assisting him.
But she, after all, lacked a justifiable word.
Isn't this justifiable decree ready for King Yong now?
Under the calm appearance of Shangjing City, some disturbances are gradually brewing.
And on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, the day before New Year’s Eve.
King Yong was suddenly called into the palace urgently.
Moreover, she is the only one.
You know, in the past, when entering the palace, the consort was usually by his side.
Even if the princess fulfills her filial piety in the Zichen Palace, the consort will still be waiting outside the palace.
There is a deep love between the two that is known to the world.
Song Weilan has long since faded away from her youthfulness.
She was dressed in the uniform of a prince, and she looked like she had the scornful demeanor of someone who was in charge of the world.
Shi Ran was in the mansion, wearing only a green shirt. In the season of snowy sky, she had a bit of an immortal demeanor about to drift away.
Song Weilan didn't know why, her heart tightened, and she held Shi Ran's hand.
"Aran, I always feel uneasy."
Obviously these years, she has been in charge of the government, and she will no longer be easily disturbed by anything.
But today, she always felt her heart beating wildly, as if she had an ominous premonition.
Shi Ran just smiled softly and held her hand back.
"Your Majesty is seriously ill. I summoned you to the palace today. I'm afraid you have to hand over the funeral arrangements. Don't worry, I will guard you outside the palace. Everything is safe."
As long as Aran says it's safe, it's absolutely safe.
Song Weilan put down her inexplicable uneasiness and nodded.
"wait me back."
After saying that, he put on his cloak under the service of his attendants and walked into the wind and snow without looking back.
Shi Ran looked at her back and sighed softly.
She personally spent eight years cultivating an extremely outstanding empress.
Now, she would personally teach her the last lesson of becoming an emperor.
Weilan, goodbye.