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EPISODE 143 I'M TIRED

The Queen Mother suddenly revolted with all her might from the clutches of the bodyguard Cun, she pulled a small dagger from within the pocket of the sleeves of her wide and layered robe, charging towards Her Highness Yan Yue.

He roared towards His Highness Yan Yue with a dagger that unsheathed towards the heart of the king.

What hatred he had for that child could no longer hold, if he could not give the throne to his biological son Zhao Juren then at least he would kill him with his own hands, to pay for the suffering he had experienced with Zhao Juren.

The suffering he had endured because he could not pet and breastfeed his own child for all his ambitions was even he was willing to eliminate the identity of his child in the face of the world.

Therefore, only the life of Yan Yue would pay for it with Lunas.

The Jian Guards jumped in swiftly, ready to catch the queen mother but Zhao Juren had been standing in front of His Majesty Yan Yue, from her kneeling position, pushing the bodyguard aside, and then, by the way, the guard was on his knees, with his body in his trunk the dagger was right in his stomach.

The queen mother was shocked to not be able to stop what she had done. He did not expect the child he was protecting with all his body soul secretly, even dreaming that he would lay the crown of the kingdom of Yanzhi, stabbed by a dagger from his own hands.

With open arms hugged the body of the queen mother, while the dagger stuck on her stomach.

Zhao Juren stood up like a statue, without complaining soundlessly only her body slightly curved when it felt a momentary sting as the sharp object pierced through her skin behind her clothes. The weapon felt cold and long ago became hot, along with its dark glowing eyes that gleamed strangely staring at the trembling queen mother in her arms.

The golden robe of the queen mother was in an instant red from being covered in blood, her beautiful face was instantly deathly pale without color, her eyes that had originally shone ruthlessly vengefully became lost to light.

He stood transfixed like a person who had lost his sanity.

"Ju..Jurgen..."The Queen Mother called out to Zhao Juren, her body trembling strongly looking at the blood that continued to flow soaking through Zhao Juren's clothes.

For the first time the queen mother felt hugged by this child, it felt warm, very warm.

The queen mother felt the longing screen when for the first time she could look directly at the jade-black eyes of her son, who was always adored because they were so similar to the eyes of her husband Yan Houcun.

The eyes of this child were so black that no one could ever truly dive into his heart. No one could guess the depth of his soul. Either he is happy or he is suffering. Those eyes are so dark.

"Juren...Jurgen..."

Zhao Juren stared gently at the queen mother. Clearly he could now find the pool he had always missed, a place he had always missed. All the emotions and feelings even the love that this woman hid would be spilled with tears that wallowed in her eyes. A mother's love that radiates is trying to find her baby.

"Mother..." Zhao Juren felt her fingers start to feel cold, rising up to her elbows, shoulders and neck. His legs felt numb and his knees became trembling. His chest was pounding even harder, due to his increasingly irregular heartbeat.

"Juren, why are you doing all this?" The queen mother roared with all her might hugging the child like a person who had just regained consciousness.

"Mother..Why did you dump me?" Zhao Juren's eyes became wet, her voice so softly eared in the queen mother's ear. The saliva that was swallowed with all his might was bitter, his esophagus became acidic. His breathing was heavy, not because he might be dying but the burden of grief he was carrying was incredible.

"Mom never threw you away, Juren.mom never threw you away. I did everything for you..." The Queen Mother was all her might supporting Zhao Juren's body while Zhao Juren's head fell on the mother's shoulders.

"I'm tired, mother..."His whisper was almost inaudible. Then he fell down in front of the mother, the blood on his wound flowing from between the daggers that were still stuck.

"Mother, why are you so hateful to me and Yan Yue?" she asked sadly, her eyes shining so calmly looking at her mother. He did not feel any pain, nor did he feel any hatred for his mother. He only felt compassion for the destiny of those who had been toyed with by power and the throne.

For the sake of a chair, a mother can separate herself from her baby, holding her feelings behind the darkness. For the sake of power two brothers do not even know each other, they are like strangers without knowing that they are both bound by blood.

"Juren...Jurents...Jureeeeen.I'm your mother Jureeen...." The queen mother's shout was so heartbreaking, when Xiao Yi forced the queen mother to be carried by Jian's bodyguards from the place to be held as a patient.

Not only had he been wrong to want to overthrow the king, he had also planned the assassination of the king's empress even in his attempt to kill His Majesty he had injured a Yanzhi state commander, Zhao Juren, his own son.

A series of mistakes even like a long train is not written enough in one book, for crimes as deep and as long as it is, whether what punishment is worth giving him.

"Call the healer to Zhao Juren now!" His Majesty ordered a bodyguard who immediately darted away from the place without having to be ordered twice.

"Juren, hang on..."His Majesty Yan Yue held his brother's hand firmly, in order to keep him conscious.

"I'm holding you." Said His Majesty Yan Yue with a trembling voice.

Zhao Juren did not say, in the eyes as black as jade there was no more resentment and heartache, only a very strong sense of tiredness and fatigue. As if he revealed all the suffering of life that he experienced alternated from season to season, coming and never leaving his life.

The fatigue that emanated there was unable to disguise his perfect looking face in the light of the daytime sun that suddenly appeared from behind a gloomy day.

"Defend Mr. Zhao..."Xiao Yi suddenly knelt down in front of the body lying in the arms of the king.

"Sree...."

Xiao Yi tore off the tip of her silk dress, tore it apart and folded it up.

He did not look at His Majesty anymore just eyes directed at the wound on Zhao Juren's body, a moment later his hand pulled the dagger that stuck in Zhao Juren's stomach quickly. Then as fast as lightning she put down the folds of silk from the tear of her dress and pierced it with her palm, covering the gaping wound from the prick of the queen mother's dagger. Suppress the bleeding that occurs.

"Don't move, sir.until the healer comes, so you won't lose more blood..."

Zhao Juren's eyes glowed gently at Xiao Yi, the fingers pressing against her stomach felt warm.

A single smile on Zhao Juren's lips floated like a sideburn over a pond.

At least when the time came to pick him up, he was with a person he really liked .

(There is one more episode for tonight, yes.remain with commander Zhao Juren to keep him awake until the healer comes...😘😘🤗🤗🤗 LIKE, COMMENTS, VOTE, COFFEE...author please, yaa 🤣🤣 love You all my readers)