My Empress is My Bad Girl

Xiaozhuang was placed on the bed.

The two servants knelt on the ground and changed his clothes to freshen up.

The high priest frowned for a moment, walked to the table, took a pen to write a list, and handed it to the servant: "Take the medicine, boil it, and give it to the young master."

The servant took the prescription and left respectfully.

The high priest paced to the bed, looked at Xiao Zhuang, and asked: "Is it worth it to be born and die for someone else's country, and suffer so much?"

Xiao Zhuang closed his eyes: "This is not a business, and it does not need to be measured by value."

"But you are the son of my dragon family, and you are a high priest! Haven't you heard that you would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail?"

Xiao Zhuang said coldly: "When you were outside, you kept talking about the rules of your ancestors, and turned your head to kill Jiu Shugong for your own selfishness. Is this your life values?"

"I didn't kill Jiu Shugong."

"It's not you?" Xiao Zhuang laughed, "Here are the two of us, and the high priest doesn't have to lie without a heartbeat. Yes, no, no. I, Zhuang Yu, killed people and would never deny it."

"Your name is Long Bo!" The high priest once again corrected it tirelessly.

Xiao Zhuang ignored him.

The high priest sighed, "You are my son. I should pave the way for you. For you, I can do everything. What's more, there is a mere prescription? You really think you are guarding this pile. The person who refuses to let go of the rotten paper?"

"I only know that you are the one who keeps such a small right and refuses to let go."

"you-"

The high priest was frustrated, "You are my son, no matter what you do, I don't blame you."

Xiao Zhuang turned to look at him: "High priest, why don't you understand that I don't want to stay here? I am used to the outside world, where there are people I care about, and there are people I love."

"The person you care about should be me, a Uzbek!"

"Do not."

Xiao Zhuang shook his head, "The person I should care about is to protect my adoptive parents who were killed by the rebels. It was the godfather who rescued me from a few gangsters. It took me in and taught me to study martial arts and the principles of life. The queen mother, and the princess who came to southern Xinjiang from Kyoto all the way to find me."

He fell silent, seeming to recall his circumstances over the years.

After a long time, he said: "These people really left a mark in my life, not the so-called blood and people. High priest, I hope you can understand this and accept that your son has a relationship with Your different life and ideals."

The high priest also fell silent.

He leaned on the chair and sat down slowly, feeling a little lost: "I have been desperate to find you all these years. Your mother lost her life in order to give birth to you. Can you deny this?"

Xiao Zhuang opened his eyes to look at him: "High Priest, do you have to make trouble to the point where both lose and lose?"

"You guys are making this, and why?"

"To let you know, for Da Zhou, I can die without hesitation."

"Are they willing to kill you?" The high priest snorted. "That princess is very nervous about you. Do you really think I'm dim-eyed and can't tell."

"Then do you think that Prince Lian is willing to start?"

"...That's a cruel master."

"The princess cared about me no matter what, when Prince Lian wanted to kill me, she didn't say a word to stop. Do you know why this is?"