Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 1343: Father and Son
Recalling the past, Mo Beichen's eyes became colder and colder.
He squeezed Mo Ze's neck tightly, almost crushing his neck.
Mozawa's head was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting harder and harder to breathe.
He grabbed Mo Beichen's hand hard, trying to wake him up.
Mo Beichen's crimson eyes turned to Mo Ze's swollen face, and finally he came back to his senses and let go of him.
"Ahem..." As soon as his neck loosened, Mo Ze coughed desperately.
Mo Beichen stared at Mo Ze grimly: "She is not a bad woman, and she did not steal your mother's husband."
After Mo Beichen finished speaking, he turned and left.
Mo Ze looked at Mo Beichen's back, still coughing desperately.
This pervert is simply too terrifying, he almost crushed him to death.
"Your Majesty!"
Seeing Mo Beichen's cold face, neither Fat Lin nor Shou Gui dared to speak up.
Mo Beichen ignored them, and left the iron house in a daze.
He was in a bad mood, so he went to Mo Youming's study by a strange coincidence.
There is a portrait of him hanging on the wall of the study room. Although the portrait is of his appearance before his death, he is still so young and handsome.
The first time he saw him was in Gushan.
Mother took him by the hand and told him that he was his father.
It was only later that he found out that his name was Mo Youming, and he had the same surname as him.
He seemed unaware of his existence, and he was very excited when he heard his mother say that he was his child.
He was nice to him, good-looking, well-mannered, but he just didn't like him because he made her cry.
He had never seen his mother cry, that was once, and he hated him, very much!
But his mother asked him to go with him. He didn't want to, and he didn't take him away reluctantly in the end, but stayed in the lonely mountain with his mother.
During those days, my mother was very happy. That kind of happiness was different from the usual happiness. It was a happiness he had never seen before.
For the first time, he had a slightly better impression of him who was gentle with his mother, but he still didn't like him.
After all, his mother left him and went to a distant world that he couldn't touch.
None of them cried, maybe they were all equally indifferent in their bones.
He helped him bury his mother, but instead of thanking him for it, he hated him even more.
That distaste lasted until he took him back to the Demon Emperor's Castle, where he saw the woman and Mo Ze.
That was his wife and son. He didn't understand why he still existed when he had a wife and son.
The woman graciously acknowledged his existence, and she would tell her son that he was his younger brother in a very educated manner in front of him, but she kept calling him a **** behind her back.
He is not angry, whether his woman bullies him or his son teases him, he is not angry, because they are insignificant strangers to him, and he will not waste his feelings for them.
Although he doesn't like this place, he doesn't like him, he doesn't like his woman, and he doesn't like his son, but he has no other place to go.
He can only stay in the end, he treats him very well, he will teach him to practice writing and calligraphy like a mother, and will also teach him to practice exercises.
He doesn't like him, but he likes to practice martial arts. He never talks to him, but he will practice martial arts seriously.
Every time he improves his cultivation, he will praise him, praise him, and smile sincerely.
At this time, his son would always hide and watch them secretly, and he saw envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes.
That was something he couldn't understand, and he didn't understand why he should envy him, because he didn't care for his praise and praise.
Slowly, he discovered that he did not love his woman, at least he had never seen him enter her room, nor had he ever seen him treat her as tenderly as his mother.
He taught his son just as strictly, but he didn't seem to be smart or talented. He didn't get his praise very often. On the contrary, he often heard his roar. They would stare at him with hateful eyes.
Actually, he didn't know how much he envied him, because he had never yelled at him that loudly before.
He asked him if he wanted to be a Demon Lord, but he didn't want to. He said that if he didn't, his wife and son would not let him go.
So he agreed, practiced martial arts harder, and practiced harder. His growth every day makes him happy and comforts him.
He announced that he would be the next Demon Lord. His wife and son disagreed, and all the ministers also objected, but he did not give them any chance to refute, and settled the matter by himself.
He became the crown prince, the heir to the king of the demon world, but he fell ill.
He never knew that he had been sick for so long, how long, maybe he was sick after his mother left, but he never found out.
His woman and son guard him every day, as if they are afraid that he will give him something, but what he wants from him, he doesn't want anything from him.
On the last night, he called him in.
His woman and son were not there, and he was not lying down, just sitting there, looking at him like that.
He clearly said that he didn't like him and wanted to hate him, but seeing his skinny appearance, he still blushed for no reason.
"Yi'er!"
He called him that way, yes, he always called him that way, but he didn't like it, he liked his mother calling him Ah Mo.
He told him a lot, mostly about him and his mother, he didn't know why he suddenly wanted to tell him these things, he just listened quietly.
He stopped talking, and he asked him: "Is my mother a bad woman?"
Bad woman, this is the reason why he fights with that kid most often, he wants him to say that his mother is not a bad woman.
He got his wish, he said that the mother is not a bad woman, but he is the bad one.
He fell in love with his mother, but he didn't tell his mother about his identity, and her mother only regarded him as an ordinary devil. It wasn't until his woman found him that his mother found out that he was married a long time ago.
The mother was very sad, but she left him without any hesitation. Before leaving him, the mother did not tell him about the pregnancy, and he never knew he existed.
He said that he had gone to find his mother, but she avoided him, and he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
He said his wife was imposed on him by his father, he didn't love her, and the person he loved the most in his life was his mother.
He believes his words, but also despises his actions. He shouldn't let his wife down, let alone cheat his mother.
They might be happier without him.
He also knew that he had done wrong, and he repented before dying.
Until he died, he still hated him so much.
But he took his things. He said he didn't want anything from him, but in the end he still couldn't hold him back.
He gave him all his cultivation, and he gave him as the Son of Man after all. Mo Beichen stood in front of the portrait, his eyes blushing. It was as if he stood in front of his dead body and finally shed tears.