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Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290

He was already six years old when he entered the mansion. At that time, he was a little nervous when he came to a strange place. He was deeply afraid of doing something wrong or saying something wrong, so he basically didn't speak.

The people in the house treated him respectfully on the surface, but secretly they were discussing his background.

Later, he found the little boy imprisoned here in a remote small house in his house. At that time, he had been starved for several days and was lying on the ground motionless.

He felt pitiful and went to the kitchen to get a steamed bun for him.

Through the gap in the door, the little boy who was only one year older than him looked at him holding the steamed bun and said: "I will repay you."

Naturally, he didn't take this to heart.

Later, he gradually adapted to his status as the legitimate son of the Duan family, but the good times did not last long. When he was nine years old, his aunt led people to massacre the Duan family, leaving no one in the family except him.

He was extremely scared at that time, but at the age of nine, he didn't understand anything. He hid the hatred of genocide in his heart, just waiting to one day avenge his father.

But he never knew why his aunt wanted to kill his relatives. He only remembered that his aunt took the little boy's hand and walked towards him stepping on the blood.

Duan Mingxu shook his hands, raised his head and looked at Duan Qingli and said, "Even so, you can't wipe out the entire Duan family with blood."

"Ah."

Duan Qingli sneered: "If you think they don't deserve to die, that's because you don't know what they did. No matter how powerful they are, they are still subordinates and always inferior to others.

So they gradually came up with the idea of ​​​​rebellion, and they asked me to poison my husband in an attempt to replace him.

Do you think I will fulfill them? They wanted to be the lord of Southern Xinjiang, but I was not what they wanted, so I seized the country, sat on the throne myself, and became the queen.

But how could my father and brother be willing to do so? For this throne, they actually sent assassins to kill me, hahahaha."

Duan Qingli laughed: "Look, these are my relatives. They ruined my life and want to kill me. Don't they deserve to die?"

She was eloquent and her tone was sharp.

Duan Mingxu was speechless for a moment. He thought that family ties in this world were all about protecting each other, but he didn't expect that there would be such a bad side.

Duan Qingli calmed down, raised her head and said, "I have never regretted destroying the entire Duan family. If you really want to avenge your father, just kill me.

But before taking my life, I have to take care of everything in southern Xinjiang."

Duan Qingli stood up and walked down the steps. She walked up to Xiao Chengyi and said, "I will write a letter of surrender, saying that Southern Xinjiang is willing to submit to Nanyue, and I also ask the regent to treat my people in Southern Xinjiang well."

Xiao Chengyi said: "Your Majesty, do you think we are here to destroy your southern border?"

Duan Qingli raised her eyes, seemingly confused: "What does the regent mean by this?"

Xiao Chengyi raised his eyebrows and said in a calm voice: "Southern Xinjiang and Nanyue have always coexisted peacefully and have never invaded each other. If His Majesty hadn't insisted on taking away my Yan Yan, I would not have come all the way to be your enemy.

This matter is my private matter. I originally wanted to deal with it privately and did not want to hurt the harmony between the two countries. It was His Majesty who insisted on killing me, which led to today's disaster."


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