mesbooks Chapter 108 You Will Always Be My Best Awan
Chapter 108 You Will Always Be My Best Awan
Concubine Xiang stopped crying, she gradually calmed down and wiped the tears from her face.
"Let me hold him. I want to take a look."
Song Qingwan nodded and handed the child to Concubine Xiang. Concubine Xiang took the child and held him in her arms with a loving face.
"Baby, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have believed that person. Don't blame me."
After saying this, Concubine Xiang kissed the child's face and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
Song Qingwan slowly frowned, she felt something was wrong. Just as she was about to speak up to remind her, Concubine Xiang suddenly raised the child.
"do not want!"
It was too late for Song Qingwan to stop it. Concubine Xiang threw the child to the ground. The child was already weak, and now he was completely dead.
Song Qingwan went forward and picked up the child, and found that the child was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and his pupils were dilated. There was no way he could be saved.
"Why would you do this? He's your child!"
"Haha, if I don't do it myself, do you think the emperor will spare his life?"
"I just said, if you want to save him, this child can live."
"You saved him, and then what? Will the emperor tolerate him? By then, the lives of mother and son will be in your hands, and he will have to live in the shadow for the rest of his life. What's the point?"
Song Qingwan was speechless. She couldn't refute because what Concubine Xiang said was right.
According to her plan, she would perform surgery on the child to turn him into a normal person, but the emperor would definitely dislike the mother and son, and then she could reap the benefits.
Yes, she was blinded by hatred and became a little self-righteous. For the first time, Song Qingwan felt that she was a little despicable.
"However, I don't hate you. I even think that I would make a profit if I made a deal with you, but I don't want to be someone else's puppet anymore."
"I just want to know if Song Yunshuang taught you this behind the scenes. Otherwise, how would you know that you can gain favor by imitating my mother?"
"You guessed right, Song Qingwan, you are so smart. I have never seen a woman as smart as you."
Concubine Xiang shook her head and smiled bitterly. She had been living in calculation all her life. She calculated others, and others calculated her.
Now her son has met with this fate, it is all her own fault. If she had just been a noble lady quietly, she might have lived a happy life.
"Song Yunshuang took the initiative to find me and asked me to cooperate with her. I don't know why she knows so much about the harem. She can even predict what will happen in the next few years."
"So, you never doubted her? It's not that simple not to doubt her."
"Of course I suspected it. I suspected that there was a master behind her, but I didn't know who it was. Maybe he was good at divination or something like that."
"Haha, you are wrong. Song Yunshuang is much more powerful than you think."
Concubine Xiang was obviously a little surprised. She was stunned for a moment and then returned to normal. These had nothing to do with her anymore.
"I know you hate me for killing Lin Wantang, but if I say it was the Queen who killed her, would you believe me?"
"I believe it, but you are also one of the murderers, aren't you? It was you who caused Sister Lin to fall, and you also buried musk in Yilan's store!"
"Yes, I was indeed impulsive at that time. I heard the palace servants say that Lin Wantang cursed my child, and I also believed Song Yunshuang's instigation."
"How could she curse your child? You believe such words? Li Caiwei, you are so stupid!"
"You were right to scold me. Ever since that day when I found out that Lin Wantang gave birth to a boy and a girl, I realized that we were all being schemed against. Haha, I am so stupid."
Song Qingwan looked at Concubine Xiang in front of her and suddenly felt that she was also a pitiful person who was used by Song Yunshuang and then by the Queen.
"So, you don't feel guilty?"
"I feel guilty, so I will go to the underground to apologize to her."
Before Song Qingwan could react, Xiang Guiren's head hit the wooden protrusion near the window hard, and blood gushed out immediately.
"Hey, what are you doing? Someone, come quickly!"
"Stop shouting, Song Qingwan, let us go quietly."
"You are so stupid. I know it was the Queen who was behind this, so I don't want to kill you."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. I didn't expect that you would be the one to accompany me in the end. It's really ridiculous."
"Lie down and don't talk. I'll stop the bleeding for you. Just hold on, Li Caiwei."
"Don't save him... Let me take my child away... In my next life I will definitely find a good family to give birth to him."
Xiang Guiren's gaze gradually faded, a smile hung on her lips, and she stopped breathing.
Song Qingwan lowered her head, closed Xiang Guiren's eyes, and then slowly laid her body flat.
She stood up and walked out of Caiwei Residence step by step. Looking at the sky outside, Song Qingwan doubted herself for the first time.
Was she wrong to be so vindictive? She didn't kill Concubine Xiang, but she had to admit that there was a moment when she hoped she would die.
And she pretended to be a ghost to scare her and also got an injection to delay her delivery. Doesn't that make her one of the murderers?
In fact, thinking back on it, Xiang Guiren did not do anything against the law. In a way, she is the same as Xiang Guiren.
She always seeks revenge and never reflects on herself. She really can't be called a good person.
"Awan!"
Zhao Huaijin ran over from a distance and looked at Song Qingwan with a worried look on his face.
"What happened to you? Why are you covered in blood again? Xiang Guiren..."
"Ah Jin, am I really evil? Really unkind? Really bad?"
"Don't talk nonsense. You are the best in my heart. No matter how evil you are in the eyes of others, you are my best Awan."
"But Xiang Guiren is dead. I should be happy about her death, but I am so sad."
Song Qingwan leaned in Zhao Huaijin's arms, closed her eyes, and shed tears silently.
Zhao Huaijin felt the warmth from the person in his arms. He didn't say anything, but hugged Song Qingwan tightly.
"They are prejudiced against you. I understand you, Awan."
"I couldn't save Sister Lin. That should be because I don't have the ability, right? But I took my anger out on others. I'm not happy."
"I know, I understand, it's not your fault."
How could Zhao Huaijin not understand her? He knew from the beginning that Song Qingwan didn't want to kill Xiang Guiren, and he rushed to the palace as soon as he heard that she was in trouble.
How could such a Song Qingwan not be kind? Xiang Guiren's death had nothing to do with Song Qingwan.
After Song Qingwan had cried enough, Zhao Huaijin accompanied her to the imperial study.
"I've heard everything, Song Qingwan, you don't need to blame yourself."
"Your Majesty, can Xiang Guiren and her child be buried together?"
The emperor looked at Song Qingwan with some surprise, and then agreed. Since Concubine Xiang could not be buried in the imperial mausoleum anyway, let her go.
In the end, Zhao Huaijin came forward as a prince and found a Feng Shui treasure trove for Concubine Xiang to bury the mother and son, so that Song Qingwan would not have any regrets.