After hearing this, Lan Chuchu asked for that kind of poisonous smoke, but she didn't tell Yushou Poison Master what it was for.
After nightfall, Lan Chuchu ordered the nanny to take the little princess away, and went through the secret passage to the plum garden again.
Tonight is the day she and the little monster agreed to meet every five days.
After Lan Chuchu made sure that there was no one around, she tapped lightly on the mouth of the well three times.
This is the code she agreed with the little monster.
There were also three knocking sounds from the well.
Lan Chuchu took out a rope and climbed down the ancient well.
When he saw Lan Chuchu, the little monster showed joy on his face.
The ancient well has already been cleaned up.
The little monster knew that Lan Chuchu hated the smell of blood in the ancient well, so every time Lan Chuchu came, he would clean it up.
"Mother..."
The little monster just yelled.
With a "slap", Lan Chuchu slapped him across the face.
"Let me ask you, did you get discovered by that little bitch Hong Mingyue? Did you tell her something? I was almost killed by you!"
Lan Chuchu stared at him with a look of resentment.
The little monster jumped in fright. His eyes were red, like a giant big child, and he let out a faint cry.
"Didn't say... mother... didn't say anything."
After Lan Chuchu heard this, her expression eased slightly.
"Forget it, I'll take care of that woman. Are you hungry, do you want your mother to find a guard?"
The monster shook his head.
He knew that his mother actually hated him eating people.
Mother is very angry today, he can't make mother hate him anymore.
Lan Chuchu sighed.
She raised her hand suddenly, and touched the little monster's face which was slightly flushed by her own beating, and there was a bit of love and pity in her eyes.
"Did mother hurt you just now?"
The little monster was stunned. Mother had never spoken to him in such a loving tone.
He shook his head hastily.
"Doesn't it hurt... Mother... Does your hand hurt?"
Although his appearance was ugly, his eyes were full of sincerity, like an innocent big child.
Looking at those eyes, Lan Chuchu's breath was suffocated, and her nose felt a little sour.
She thought of the poisonous smoke in her arms, and had an urge to escape from here.
But when I thought about it, as long as this monster was alive, it might be discovered.
He will destroy everything he has now.
Lan Chuchu hardened her heart.
"Mother was too impulsive just now. Mother is worried that you will be in danger if someone finds out. Child, come here and let Mother hug you."
Lan Chuchu's voice is soft, and her gentle voice is like the sound of nature to the little monster.
He was a little uncomfortable at first, but in the end he couldn't resist his mother's warmest embrace, so he hugged Lan Chuchu carefully.
"How about mother singing you a lullaby? You have grown up so much, mother has never sung you a song or put you to sleep."
Lan Chuchu said and hummed a song.
The singing voice echoed at the bottom of the ancient well, beautiful and moving.
The little monster's eyelids sank a little.
He longed for such a hug for a long time.
He never thought that one day he could really fall asleep to such singing.
With his eyes closed, he didn't see that Lan Chuchu's face was so ferocious while humming the song.
When the little monster snored slightly, Lan Chuchu quickly pulled away her arm.
She stood up, took one last look at the little monster, and quickly climbed onto the rope.
After leaving the mouth of the ancient well, Lan Chuchu took out the bottle containing the poisonous smoke. She opened the bottle, and a puff of green smoke came out like a poisonous tongue.
Lan Chuchu threw the bottle into the ancient well.
Then she took out a restriction and sealed it on the ancient well.
After all this was done, she said something.
"Don't blame me, blame you for not being a monster."
Lan Chuchu left without a trace.
Under the ancient well, the little monster woke up immediately after hearing the sound of the mouth of the ancient well.
He touched his side and found that his mother had left.
He was a little disappointed in his heart, he hadn't had time to say a few more words to his mother, and he didn't say anything about the Jade Hand Poison Venerable.
That woman was indeed a bad person, and she wanted to provoke the relationship between him and his mother.
Mother loves him, otherwise how could she sing to him.
At this time, only a "clang" sound was heard.
Something fell from above.
Then, the light on the ancient well disappeared completely.
The mouth of the well was sealed.
The little monster was startled, his eyesight, even if there was no light at all, he could still see. He quickly discovered that what fell was a bottle.
The bottle is gone, and green smoke is coming out.
The smoke is getting thicker and thicker, the narrow space in the ancient well, but after a while, the smoke spreads quickly.
The little monster felt that his head was a little dizzy, and his limbs felt weak for a while.
Instinctively, he realized that the smoke was poisonous.
"Mother... Mother"
The little monster became excited, and he realized that the bottle was dropped by his mother.
He flew up, but when he reached the mouth of the well, the force of restraint blocked him back fiercely.
That restriction was ten times stronger than the previous restriction.
All the blood in the little monster's body rushed to his brain at once.
His hands and feet became a little cold.
A terrible thought came to his mind.
Mother wants to kill him!
Mother wants to poison him to death!
What Jade Hand Poison Master said is correct, mother doesn't love him at all.
She is using him.
She was afraid that he would be discovered by that bad woman and confess her, so she did not hesitate to sing to him to make him relax his guard.
Just when he was indulging in maternal love and unguarded, his mother tried to kill him with poisonous smoke.
The little monster's body fell powerlessly to the ground.
In this dark, damp, and cold ancient well, tears were like a flood, bursting the embankment in an instant, and could no longer be suppressed.
Why... Do this to him.
He never thought of harming anyone, and he never thought of confessing his mother.
Everything he did was just to survive.
I just want my mother to look at him more.
How much he thinks... how much he thinks...
Consciousness was stripped from the little monster's body, his heart stopped beating, and there was no expression on that ugly face.
At the mouth of the ancient well, Lan Chuchu seemed to hear the mother's calling from the bottom of the ancient well.
She covered her face and her ears, and ran out of the plum garden like crazy.
When she reached the entrance of Meiyuan, she gasped heavily.
Under the feet, the snow reflects light, making the night of the Jingu shrine as bright as day.
Lan Chuchu looked at her hands, her hands were fair and flawless, but she knew that those hands were already stained with blood, which was her child's blood.
Lan Chuchu laughed out loud.
"Okay, it's finally okay. Die well. From now on, no one will know this secret again."
There were no tears in her eyes.
Back in the bedroom, Lan Chuchu gave the order.
"Come on, early tomorrow morning, find a few guards, bring some boulders over, and completely bury the ancient well in Meiyuan."