How could Shen Xihe not understand these principles
She had always believed that in a life-and-death game, she could remain calm whether she won or lost. Whether it was life or death, she could accept victory or defeat with pleasure.
At this moment, it wasn't that she couldn't accept it, nor that she couldn't afford to lose, but she just couldn't control her emotions. Whenever she thought about the fact that their last moments together were suddenly shortened, Shen Xihe wished she could tear the culprit into pieces!
It turns out that she is just a mortal with the same emotions and desires as everyone else.
"I will make sure he dies without a burial place!"
"Okay, let him die without a burial place." Xiao Huayong echoed Shen Xihe, took her hand, and gently rubbed it between his palms, "But yoyo, I will avenge my own revenge myself."
Shen Xihe looked at him. He didn't make any jokes, and his gentle tone only showed seriousness.
She really wanted to tear Xiao Changyan into pieces with her own hands, but she knew that this was just her way of venting. Relatively speaking, Xiao Huayong would rather avenge himself to feel satisfied.
Just like her hatred, she would rather do it herself...
"Okay." Shen Xihe gave in.
"Don't worry, Yoyo. I will help you achieve your wish." There was a faint smile in Xiao Huayong's tender eyes, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Shen Xihe pursed his lips and said, "Just take revenge."
Xiao Changyan is a prince, and even if he is crushed to ashes outside, His Majesty will build a cenotaph for him. Even if it is Xiao Changtai who was expelled from the clan, His Majesty did not stop the Ye family from burying him and Ye Wantang together.
Xiao Changmin, who was convicted of treason, was given poisoned wine. His Majesty did not bury him in the imperial mausoleum, but ordered people to find a place to bury him.
It is so difficult to make a royal relative die without a burial place, but it was just a word to vent. Shen Xihe didn't want to make things difficult for Xiao Huayong.
Xiao Huayong just smiled, and his hand rested on Shen Xihe's lower abdomen, where his and Youyou's flesh and blood were being nurtured.
Originally he thought he could at least see him being born, but now he couldn't even look at him, nor could he be by her side when she gave birth to protect her from the most dangerous storms.
Maybe he will never have the chance to see this child again in this life.
Thinking of this, Xiao Huayong felt that letting Xiao Changyan die without a burial place was too easy for him!
Just now, he took A'er to look at Xiao Changyan from a distance. A'er was sure that he had seen Xiao Changyan, and Xiao Changyan himself admitted that it was he who did it.
Although it was still unclear when, where and how he cast the spell on A'er, Xiao Huayong no longer had the time to delve into it.
Xiao Huayong brought Shen Xihe back to the East Palace. Xiao Changyan knew that Shen Xihe would not give up, so he was always on high alert. However, Shen Xihe seemed to have forgotten about him and had no intention of taking action.
In the Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince's condition was deteriorating day by day. Even Emperor Youning, who had been deeply suspicious of the Crown Prince, began to waver in his doubts about him.
But at some point, rumors began to spread inside and outside the palace that the imperial physician had diagnosed that Shen Xihe was carrying a boy, the legitimate grandson of the emperor.
At the same time, the war broke out again in the northwest. The Mongols, Turks, Khitans and other ethnic groups formed a large army and assembled millions of soldiers. Shen Yueshan led the troops personally, and Shen Yun'an guarded the rear.
This war came inexplicably and no one knew the reason, but the Northwest was autonomous and reported to the court. The king of the Northwest did not need to supply soldiers, horses, and food to the court at all. With a wave of his hand, he could fight the enemy.