In the inner room, the screams and gasps were unbearable.
A tall, bright yellow figure stood arrogantly in front of the Empress Dowager's bedside, looking coldly at the old man who was desperate in the nightmare.
His sharp features were as cold as ice.
Struggle, old woman! Struggle...
He stared at the haggard old face on the bed with resentment, watching her life go to death in nightmares.
There are thousands of poisons in this world, and he couldn't kill the old woman all at once, but enjoying her struggle every day was a good process.
Feng Junchen, who was wearing a yellow prince's robe, had gloomy eyes and looked through the empress dowager's painful face with cold eyes.
His heart is full of hatred!
Because of his biological mother Nalan Lianrong's relationship, he has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child.
Who in this palace would not be respectful and respectful when seeing him?
Only, the brat who was favored and protected by this old woman did not take him seriously.
In fact, he has stolen the limelight that belongs to him time and time again.
He is the prince, the proud son of heaven, who is that bastard without a mother?
He hates Feng Qingyang, it should even be said that he hates it!
However, Feng Qingyang is too sinister and cunning! He can't do anything to him!
Therefore, he could only focus all his hatred on Feng Qingyang on the empress dowager who protected him.
He thought that if he didn't have a bed and slept with this old woman who should have been cut into pieces long ago, he wouldn't have such a big worry as Feng Qingyang!
Therefore, even if Feng Qingyang has been missing for five full years, and even if he never comes back, he still doesn't feel relieved!
Unless, this damn old woman breathed her last in front of him.
His bloodthirsty eyes narrowed, and he raised the corners of his lips coldly, looking at the person on the bed struggling to wake up from the nightmare.
"Water...water..."
On the bed, the pale lips murmured. The Queen Mother opened her hazy eyes and reached out to grab the person beside the bed.
Feng Junchen turned to one side and avoided the old hand in disgust.
The Empress Dowager paused with her hand beside the bed, and then she saw clearly that the person standing beside the bed was not his son Ling Xiaodi, but the aloof Feng Junchen.
Her throat was dry and astringent, and her voice was hoarse: "Jun Chen, help Grandma Huang call a girl to come in!"
"I have given them a holiday. There is no one in the palace now."
"Then...can you help Grandma Huang get a glass of water?"
"not good!"
Feng Junchen met the Empress Dowager's stunned eyes with a sneer, and narrowed his gloomy eyes, unable to smile.
"Jun Chen, you..."
"Empress Dowager, the person who called you Grandmother has been missing for five years. If you want to drink water, I'm afraid you have to wait for him to come back!"
"What an injustice! How dare you be so rebellious!"
The Queen Mother was furious when she heard this.
Breathing hard, he pointed at the hard-hearted man in front of him with trembling fingers, "Okay, what a decent Crown Prince, is this how you treat your elders?"
"Elder? Are you sure you are the elder of this palace?"
Feng Junchen suddenly approached the Empress Dowager's face, his bloodthirsty eyes filled with hatred.
Ruthless words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Old woman, do you remember? When I was a child, I came to greet you so obediently every day! But what about you? Have you ever asked me for a cup of tea?