Fast Time Traveling Fairy in Power

Chapter 338 Extra Story (2) Chen Qingxuan
"Qing'er, don't look at..."

"Qing'er, live on!"

Under the imperial desk in the imperial study room, there is a passage leading to the outside of the city.

He Lanxuanqing never paid attention to it, and she has set foot on it countless times, but she has never seen it.

But now that he is here, he realizes that his father and queen mother's most desperate love for him is entrusted here.

It turns out, it turns out...they had already thought of a way out for him.

But how could he leave?

"Prince Qing, don't look back, the Queen hopes that you can live..."

The talking old eunuch wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, blocking He Lan Xuanqing's sight.

"Live? Live alone?"

Helan Xuanqing raised his head and looked at the old eunuch, curling his lips mockingly.

It is easy to live, but such a humiliating life——

Carrying the heavy pain of his country's subjugation, walking on the path of survival prepared for him with the flesh and blood of his loved ones, he felt as if he was enduring the torture of purgatory all the time.

The old eunuch gently pushed Helan Xuanqing and sighed.

"Prince Qing, let's go and leave Yatu. Only in this way can you have a chance to take revenge..."

Ah……

If it can be saved, why bother to think about revenge in the future.

He was afraid in his heart, afraid that he would become a duckweed without roots.

Drifting with the water, there will never be an end.

Moments from the past kept appearing in front of his eyes, each of them was a person he couldn't let go of, a love he couldn't forget.

Helan Xuanqing's hand did not know where the strength came from, and he broke free from the old eunuch's hand suddenly.

He ran in the direction he came from.

"Prince Qing!"

The anxious voice of the old eunuch sounded not far behind him. He wandered in the tunnel, looked towards the direction of the exit, then at the direction of Helan Xuanqing, gritted his teeth, and followed closely.

The queen once saved him, and now he is repaying his favor.

The door of the imperial study room was kicked open by the enemy, and the leaders were all ministers from the enemy's side.

Stained heavily with alcohol, he captured Yatu and won a complete victory.

Yatu's wealth is at your fingertips. I heard that Yatu is rich in beauties. After seeing it, I feel that the reputation is well-deserved.

The king of Yatu, who could not bear the humiliation of subjugation, killed himself in the court.

The queen was also a fierce character, and her resistance to death made the emperor disgusted.

Now they are cheap for nothing.

Stunning beauty, who doesn't like it?

Especially a pair of stunning sister flowers, the flowers bloom side by side, and they are so beautiful.

Helan Xuanqing looked through the gap in the hanging curtain of the imperial case and saw the enemy throwing his mother, queen and aunt to the ground.

His queen mother still had red and swollen scars on her face, and the two of them were tied up, looking haggard.

Under the dim light of the night, his eyes shone with unyielding and hatred.

The queen was lifted from the ground, and the clothes on her body were torn by countless people.

The sound of tearing silk was accompanied by the enemy's teasing.

Helan Xuanqing clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were red like wolves haunting the forest in the dark.

There was only one word left in his mind.

"kill"

kill!kill!kill!

His aunt was tied up with her face on the ground.

She looked in the direction of Helan Xuanqing, her lips moved.

Helan Xuanqing saw it, and she said, "Let's go".

Walk?Where are you going?
The sword at the waist had been drawn out, but was suddenly held down with a handkerchief covering his mouth from behind.

The old eunuch forcefully covered Helan Xuanqing's mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Helan Xuanqing was injured on the back of his head, and his strength was not as strong as before.

Now, if you want to resist an old eunuch with some kung fu and strength, you have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

What's more, he found that he was so stiff that he couldn't move.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, it is shocking and painful.

Dirty people, how dare they...

How dare they?
Is this human nature?Is this the human heart?
The bustle of the enemy troops outside was from beginning to end, and the women's humiliating shouts gradually disappeared...

There was only a dead silence, a deathly silence.

Helan Xuanqing's body seemed to have lost all warmth, his blood was icy cold, and the cold spread all over his body.

It is like a century-old ice lake among the snow-capped mountains in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

He was clearly still alive, but he seemed to have lost the ability to breathe.

Those enemy soldiers, those beasts, those unworthy people, they left satiated.

All that was left in the room were two cold, battered corpses.

The old eunuch wiped the sweat off his brow before he dared to move.

Little by little, he dragged Helan Xuanqing into the tunnel, and his movements were no longer as cautious as before.

Just now, it was almost, almost being discovered by the enemy.

Only when death comes, do you feel the fear.

The kindness of saving one's life is not as important as one's own life.

Who wants to die if they can live?
It's just that the prince couldn't see it, so he came here to die...

The key is that it doesn't matter if he dies, and it almost hurts him.

As the old eunuch thought about it, his eyes turned bad.

He looked at He Lanxuanqing's face, and suddenly he laughed.

Yatu is dead, where can they go?

"Go to the capital!"

He Lan Xuanqing gritted her teeth and said, the hatred in her eyes seemed to overflow.

After that day, he never spoke again, just sat on the dilapidated slum with his eyes empty.

Day after day of silence, the heart is like dead ashes, which can be revived.

But if you don't have the heart, where should you go to find it?

Living like a walking dead, neither eating nor drinking, neither crying nor speaking.

His voice was still dry and hoarse, and every word he said could feel the taste of rust in his mouth.

"Prince Qing, Yatu is dead, and we didn't bring any money with us when we came out..."

The old eunuch pursed his lips, and the words suddenly became harsh.

This kind of expression made He Lanxuanqing's emotions suddenly agitated.

"Go to the capital! Go to the capital!"

He stared at the old eunuch madly, opened his mouth, clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot.

Shocked by Helan Xuanqing's aura, the old eunuch took a few steps back and hurriedly agreed.

He locked the door from the outside, sneered again and again, poohed, and walked away with his sleeves in his hands.

He Lan Xuanqing heard the sound of the door opening and didn't pay attention.

How much time has passed?
He didn't know, he only knew that the sky outside was dark, and he couldn't see anything in the house.

Night falls, there is no light.

That was fine, as if he was dead, wrapped in darkness.

He heard the footsteps of the old eunuch, and he was approaching.

But he never thought that what he waited for was indeed a stick hit on his body.

The iron rod with a thick wrist hit him all at once, causing him to fall down.

He was powerless to resist, and he did not want to resist.

"Bah! What the hell, Yatu is gone, you're just a lost dog, who are you talking to?"

Helan Xuanqing suddenly smiled in the dark.

Yeah, he's just a homeless dog.

The candles were lit, lighting up the room.

Helan Xuanqing closed her eyes. What did it matter whether she opened them or not?

All I saw was the endless night...

Helan Xuanqing was lying on the ground, bearing the beatings from the old eunuch from time to time.

There is no good place on his body anymore, but he doesn't seem to feel it.

The door was opened again, and his consciousness was already drowsy.

But the old eunuch's flattering laughter could still be heard.

"Eunuch, look, this is..."

Helan Xuanqing didn't know how he could survive in this world.

In this life, he lost the qualification to be an upright man, so he got to the capital as he wished.

He thought, the old eunuch was right.

Only by being alive can revenge be possible.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced too much pain and endured too much torture, and he suddenly didn't want to die.

It is also ironic.

He wants to climb up in this palace, and climb up.

Climb up by any means, even if you pay any price, you will climb to the highest position.

He wants the whole royal family to be his dog, crawling and begging for his handouts.

He wants those ministers who bullied his relatives to have their offspring and grandchildren, and die a terrible death!

He wants the whole world to surrender under his feet, so as to comfort the spirit of his father, queen and queen.

He wants his subjects to live with dignity.

Don't...don't, like him...

"Old man, you said that revenge can only be achieved by living, you see... I did it..."

Helan Xuanqing, no, he has changed his name now.

Helan Xuanqing was already dead, and died with Yatu.

Only Chen Qingxuan is alive now!
"Old thing, I forgot, you can't see it, you can't see that day..."

Can't see, I will trample the world under my feet.

Chen Qingxuan was sitting in a dilapidated courtyard, looking at the dying old eunuch who was beaten with an iron rod.

The demeanor is so leisurely, and there is tea made of plum blossoms in his hand.

"Old man, look, revenge is such a joy..."

"Old thing, do you regret it?"

regret what?
Who is asking again?
It's snowing, and the plum blossoms in the capital are blooming again.

Chen Qingxuan shook off the snow from his clothes, looked at the snow-covered person, and sneered.

gradually go away...

(End of this chapter)