boyutpedia Chapter 303 The Son I Raised
Chapter 303 The Son I Raised
Her eyes were filled with murderous intent that could not be concealed. "Not only that, she even wanted me to pave the way for her daughter and serve as a stepping stone for her to rise to prominence! When my mother learned about this, she just argued with them for a few words, but they were afraid that I would no longer be manipulated and used by them, so they had the heart to kill my mother!"
At this point, Xilin's eyes had turned red, tears kept rolling in them, as if they would burst out at any time. However, at this moment, her eyes were filled with a strong murderous intent. She suddenly stretched out a hand and tightly grasped the neck of the man in front of her, making him unable to move at all.
"Do you think it has anything to do with you? Ah?" Her husband's throat was tightly grasped by a hand as hard and strong as an iron clamp. The hand exerted force mercilessly, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. Her face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple, veins popped out on her forehead, and her eyes were wide open, full of fear and despair.
At this moment, Liangren truly realized that her life was in serious danger, and the fear in her heart surged like a tide. She struggled desperately to break free from the fatal bondage, but Xilin's strength was so great that her efforts were useless. She wanted to speak a few words to defend herself, even if it was just a faint sound, but she could only squeeze out some vague whimpers from her throat.
Xilin stared fiercely at the woman who was already scared out of her wits, with a cold and ruthless light in her eyes. When she caught the deep fear and extreme fear of death in her lover's eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile. Suddenly, she seemed to lose interest and suddenly let go of her hand.
The liberated lover collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball, gasping for air and coughing non-stop. She didn't even bother to tidy up her messy hair and clothes, but just curled up and shivered, not daring to look Xilin in the eye again, for fear of angering her again and bringing about a fatal disaster.
Xilin was obviously very satisfied with her husband's reaction. She looked down at her husband, who was in such a state of distress, and slowly squatted down. She asked again in a chilling tone: "Do you know why your so-called adopted son, Prince Xin, has never come to visit you after such a long time since you were in trouble?"
When her husband heard her question, his expression froze instantly, as if time had frozen at that moment. Indeed, deep in her heart, she had always held a faint hope for this adopted son. After all, her father had been exiled, and although his own safety was not a problem for the time being, she was trapped in the inner court of the palace because she was rejected by the king. It would undoubtedly be as difficult as climbing to heaven to ask her father to rescue her.
At this moment, she had no choice but to place all her hopes on the adopted son. Thinking of this, her body began to tremble involuntarily, and her voice became trembling: "He... maybe he really hates me to the core and doesn't want to see me at all!" When she said this, she was just making it up. What she was really worried about was that if Xilin killed Prince Xin, her last chance of survival would be gone!
Seeing this, Xilin couldn't help but laugh softly. Just by looking at her lover's appearance, she could see through his thoughts. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said with a mocking smile: "Haha, it seems that you are quite self-aware. Yes, his hatred for you is like a surging river!"
When the beloved heard this, his face was immediately filled with horror. His beautiful eyes widened as he stared at Xilin in disbelief, and he cried out, "What...what?"
Xilin looked at her coldly and continued slowly, "Why, cousin, don't you know anything about this? Let me tell you, the evidence of your murder of the heir was presented to the king by His Royal Highness Prince Xin, your adopted son!"
The beloved's face turned pale in an instant. She shook her head desperately, her eyes full of fear and disbelief, and she murmured to herself, "No, this is impossible, absolutely impossible! He is the child I raised with great difficulty since he was a child. How could he be so cruel and do such a thing of repaying kindness with enmity? No way, it will never happen..."
Xilin, who was standing by, could not help but sneer at the sight. The laughter was like a sharp dagger, piercing her lover's heart. "Haha, it's ridiculous! What kind of favor do you still talk about? Ask yourself, do you have any favor to him? Don't mention the nonsense that you raised him. He lives in the prince's residence, and those dedicated maids take care of his daily life. What does it have to do with you? Humph, to put it bluntly, he is just the son of a virtuous concubine. Over the years, have you ever treated him kindly?"
Facing Xilin's aggressive questioning, the man subconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look into her eyes. Because every word Xilin said was true and irrefutable. All along, he really had not taken good care of Prince Xin as if he were his own son.
However, at this moment, she was in a desperate situation and urgently needed his help and rescue, so she still stubbornly retorted: "Don't talk nonsense here! He is my son, the son I raised. No matter what, he will never believe your one-sided words, never!"
Xilin narrowed her eyes slightly, raised a mocking arc at the corner of her mouth, and said coldly: "It's a pity that the truth is often too cruel for people to accept. He not only believed what I said, but also believed it firmly. Do you know why? Because it was me who told him the unknown truth behind the tragic death of his biological mother."
After hearing this, the beloved was flustered, but she still tried hard to remain calm on the surface. She raised her head slightly and snorted coldly: "Humph, how could he believe you? Absolutely impossible!" However, despite her tough words, her voice began to tremble unconsciously.
Xilin, who was standing aside, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and slowly said: "If I just tell him these things directly, maybe he really won't believe it easily. But, what if I let him know the truth through his own investigation and discovery? Cousin, at that time, do you think he will still believe in you?"
Xilin's words were like a sharp sword, piercing her lover's heart and completely shattering her last glimmer of hope. Her lover was furious and trembling all over. She pointed at Xilin and was so angry that she couldn't even speak clearly: "You...you..."
Before Liangren could finish his words, Xilin suddenly kicked Liangren's hand. With a crisp "crack", Liangren's finger seemed to be broken. Then, Xilin stepped hard on the back of Liangren's hand and rubbed it back and forth on the ground. The force of her footsteps became stronger and stronger!