Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

Chapter 122 Verbal Threats

Yu Changming smiled with an ambiguous meaning, and asked, "Are you serious? Your Highness the Thirteenth Prince."

"Of course. Your use to me is almost useless. Of course, I don't deny that Chunxue can do a good job when I need her to do something, but you are not as useful to me as she is." Wen Jiu pulled out a chair and sat down. Although he looked up and stared at Yu Changming, he gave people an aura that life and death could be decided by sitting there.

Yu Changming looked at Wen Jiu. In the darkness, as the distance between them increased, both sides could only see each other's outlines.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, Wen Jiu tightly grasped his sleeves. Sweat had already seeped out of his palms. He had been forcing himself since the beginning of his attack. He was not sure of winning.

But just now was the best opportunity for him to show his position, and he couldn't miss it. He wanted the person in front of him to know that although he could do nothing about him, he could still fight to the death.

"If I want to get rid of her, what should Your Highness do?"

"Of course I advise you to get rid of me as well. Otherwise, when I gain power in the future, I will torture you in ways you can't imagine. You know, it's easy to torture someone like you who still has concerns." Wen Jiu leaned back in his chair, looking very relaxed.

Yu Changming sneered: "Your Highness, don't threaten me with death. You may not know that I don't fall for it. Now that I can come here, I have no worries. I don't really care whether you live or die."

"I know that what you care about is whether I can achieve that position when I return in the future, and whether I can replace that person. You should feel comforted if my mother's bloodline can take the highest position. After all, although Qingmei died early, her bloodline still exists.

Or maybe your childhood sweetheart never betrayed you and always cared about you. She was just forced by that damn emperor, who destroyed your family, prevented lovers from meeting each other, and made her die early with hatred." Wen Jiu even crossed his legs while speaking in a joking tone, as if he was watching a play.

That look annoyed Yu Changming, and he slapped Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu quickly leaned back and rolled over to steady himself: "Tsk tsk, I was right, you're anxious."

Yu Changming was about to kill the man with a ruthless heart, but he calmed down after hearing Wen Jiu's words.

"It will do you no good to irritate me."

"It's no good for you to provoke me." Wen Jiu covered his mouth and yawned, "It's time to go to bed, I don't want to waste time talking to you. I just want to tell you one thing, don't touch her, all of you put together are not as valuable as her, so don't overestimate how much weight you have in my eyes!"

After saying this, Wen Jiu flicked the dust off his clothes, which was not there, and returned to the innocent look of a child: "As for your help to me, it was purely voluntary, I didn't force you. As for the future, I think our goals are the same. My mother will be removed from the list of imperial concubines, and she is free."

"You really don't care about your mother at all?!" Yu Changming still couldn't believe that Wen Jiu would be so heartless and not care about the mother who gave birth to him and raised him.

Wen Jiu smiled and asked, "What kind of feelings do you think I should have towards her? Love her? Respect her? A mad woman! An incompetent mad woman who can only vent her anger on me. She doesn't dare to kill me, but can only hate me for not being sensible enough to die on my own.

She escaped from the palace to look for you. Do you think she took me away because she was afraid that I would be bullied in the palace?"

When Wen Jiu said this, he was not sad at all, but rather had some sarcasm and disdain: "She was afraid that I would get close to my father, and that the person who fell from her would get close to her enemy. Do you know what her first reaction was when she heard that you were dead after she got the news at the border?

She wanted to get rid of the evil, she wanted to make sure her enemy's son died and never come back, she wanted to die together with her enemy's son."

At the end, Wen Jiu even sneered and raised his left hand as if to show off something. "The moment I held the axe, I realized how strong I am! She was so angry and roared but she didn't pull the axe out of my hand."

"She gave birth to me but never raised me. When she was seriously ill, I stayed with her. I have repaid her for giving birth to me." Wen Jiu turned around and said, "So, only if I take that position can the humble wish of you two lovers be fulfilled. Of course not, if you dislike her, we can re-establish the contract."

Yu Changming was silent. He had actually seen Wen Jiu and his mother once. At that time, he took a quick glance with tears in his eyes, but he only saw a small figure curled up to prevent the madman from landing.

Because of the high walls of the imperial palace, he didn't dare to go see her.

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When Qiao Shinian and An Tian came out of the room, they saw their mother walking upstairs with red eyes and a sad look on her face.

Seeing this, Qiao Shinian hurried over and said, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Mother Qiao held her precious daughter's hand and couldn't help but burst into tears. She could never have imagined that her daughter, whom she had loved so much since childhood, would encounter such a thing during her absence.

Fleeing from famine, palace fighting...

This is not something that a modern person should encounter. Her poor baby has suffered so much injustice and danger.

"It's okay. Mom went to find your Aunt Qin and met Yinyin. I asked her to find a few reliable people to accompany you in training." As Qiao's mother said this, she couldn't help but lean on Qiao Shinian's shoulder and sobbed softly. Her tears fell on Qiao Shinian's shoulders and finally flowed into her clothes.

An Tian walked up and patted Qiao's mother gently, and comforted her together with Qiao Shinian.

Qiao Shinian looked at his mother crying and suddenly remembered his past self who loved crying. It turned out that he inherited this habit from his mother.

"Auntie, don't worry, Yoyo is now in a stable stage!" An Tian looked at Qiao Shinian and winked at her: "Everything is going in the right direction now. You see, Yoyo has a big tree to rely on, and her life in the palace is very stable. Wen Jiu also has the support of the most favored princess. Everything is developing in the right direction."

"Yes, Mom, you don't know, I'm so bored every day, and I don't meet any important people. Basically, the only people I communicate with are those few people. I have mastered the way to communicate with them." Qiao Shinian patted Qiao's mother gently.

Seeing his mother looking up at him, Qiao Shinian waved his fist and said, "Besides, I'm still pretty strong now. At least I can fight three of them at once."

Mother Qiao sniffed and looked at her much more mature daughter. Tears welled up in her eyes again. She choked up and said, "I'm sorry, Yoyo, you encountered such a big thing, but mom can't help you at all."

"No way, whenever I see mom and hear your voice, I feel powerful. I'm full of hope for the future, and I feel more motivated." Qiao Shinian heard the door open and looked up at the two people who were walking out of the study.

Qiao Shinian winked at his father, motioning him to come and comfort his mother.

Mo Feibai walked to Qiao Shinian and watched Qiao's mother being supported by Qiao's father into the bedroom.

Qiao Shinian gestured for Mo Feibai to go to the dance studio.

"You didn't travel through time?" Qiao Shinian asked Mo Feibai as soon as he entered.