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Chapter 589

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"You're thinking too much. In the past, whether you were a mother in vain or not was none of my business, but now you want to hurt Ki Chien-chul."

Feng Muyu didn't want to ignore Ki Chien-chul's matter.

Hearing his words, Zi Yuan was startled. Her eyes were filled with disbelief, and tears slowly gathered.

Her image as a demoness was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even in the harem, she always dressed boldly, didn't care about others, and laughed arrogantly when she wanted to.

But who had ever seen her cry?

She looked at Feng Muyu sadly, raised a trembling hand, and gently caressed Feng Muyu's face.

"Yu 'er, you're blaming mother, right?"

Feng Muyu was also shocked by her sudden change, but he still coldly turned his face away and avoided her hand.

"I said, you're thinking too much."

"Yu 'er, mother thought you understood mother. Back then, we were in Dongli, it was a tiger's den, you and I were orphans and widows …"

"So you sent me to the Poison Immortal Sect as a hostage in exchange for your freedom?"

The hostage that the Poison Immortal Sect wanted was not the child of the Dongli Royal Family, they only wanted Zi Yuan's child!

But who would have thought that Zi Yuan hated this child more than anyone else?

"If you stayed with me in the Dongli Royal Palace, you would also be involved in this matter … How could mother bear to do that?"

As she spoke, she caressed Feng Muyu's cheek again.

"You are mother's flesh and blood, which mother doesn't love her child? If I had a choice, of course mother would want to keep the child by my side to love and take care of, but I can't do anything. "

As she spoke, her hand was about to touch Feng Muyu.

Feng Muyu stood there in a daze. He didn't expect …

But before he could figure it out, a slap landed on his face.

Zi Yuan snorted coldly, "You want to hear this, don't you? But I'll have to disappoint you. You're just a bastard, how can you be my son? I only have one son, and that is Che 'er. Remember! The only reason you're still alive is because a piece of trash like you was able to contribute to Che 'er's ascension. Otherwise … you wouldn't have lived until now. "

That's right … How could he have been in a trance just now?

Feng Muyu shook his head in self-mockery. Ziyuan was still the same Ziyuan. She would do anything to achieve her goal. Who could expect her to have a conscience?

"Yes, you're right. I'm just a bastard without parents. How noble is Ki Chien-chul? If one day he ascends the throne and finds out that his supreme position was obtained by his birth mother killing all of his brothers, do you think he will be even more grateful to you? "

"Hmph! You don't have to threaten me. After all, he is my son. I am doing this for his own good. When he really becomes the Emperor, he will understand that there is nothing happier than being the Emperor in this world. As for those brothers? They're just lowly children of some lowly women. What qualifications do they have to compete with my son? It's their honor to be my son's stepping stone. "

Crazy.

Feng Muyu felt that Ziyuan must have gone crazy.

But wasn't she the crazy one? This woman had never been normal.

"My son! He was smart, capable, and had thousands of good points in him. The throne should have been his, but for what reason? Why did he have to assist the First Prince, who was so weak that he couldn't move forward? Why should he endure for so many years just to protect that useless Consort Duan? Heh … My son should be the dragon above the nine heavens, but … "

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