Children of Loulan

Chapter 314 Hate

He suddenly raised his head and shouted to the jailer nervously, "You, you hurry up! Run away from here before anyone discovers your true identity! The farther you go, the better, and never come back! Remember, you must live well!"

However, the jailer seemed unusually calm. He slowly said, "Why? Have you forgotten, sir? Half a month ago, you ruthlessly expelled me from your home! Not only that, but even my name was completely removed from the family tree! Now, I am just a poor man without a father or mother and no one to rely on. Fortunately, with the help of a noble man, I finally got the job of jailer and can at least make a living!"

He was sitting calmly beside the shabby table in the cell, and he took out the food from the food box slowly. Then he continued slowly, "Speaking of this, I am really grateful to you! If you hadn't resolutely expelled me and removed my name from the family tree, I would be locked up in this prison right now, waiting to be beheaded with you, and I wouldn't be able to send you some wine and food!"

At this moment, the high and mighty Prime Minister was staring intently at the jailer who had been inextricably linked to him. He watched as the other party poured a glass of wine for both him and himself as if nothing had happened.

He sat down first, without saying much, just sitting silently opposite the jailer, then picked up the wine glass in front of him without hesitation, raised his head and drank it all. After drinking, he nodded slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Well... In this case, the job of jailer is very good. First, it can protect your life and property; second, you don't need to get involved in those complicated party struggles; the most important point is that it is enough for you to maintain your livelihood and not starve!"

The jailer raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and said sarcastically: "Haha, I never thought that in my short and bumpy life, I would have the honor to hear such caring words from you, sir. It's really not easy!" After that, the jailer picked up the wine glass in front of him without hesitation, raised his head and drank it all.

Then, the jailer looked at the prime minister with a provocative look, sneered and continued: "Humph, I thought the first thing you would ask would be how I planned so carefully that you could drive me out of the mansion; and what kind of conspiracy and trickery I used to cause you to be exterminated, your entire family to be executed, and even your entire clan to be implicated!"

The prime minister stared at the jailer in front of him, who was once familiar but now unfamiliar. His eyes were quite complicated. After a moment's silence, he slowly said, "In fact, I knew from the beginning that the real mastermind behind this matter was not you. You were just cleverly used by others to take advantage of your deep hatred for me. After all, you want to avenge your tragically dead mother and your young and innocent sister. I can fully understand this feeling." At this point, the prime minister could not help but lower his head slightly and sighed helplessly.

Then, the prime minister raised his head, stared at the jailer again, and advised earnestly: "Although I know that you are resentful of me, as a person who has experienced it, I still have to remind you. Your wisest choice now is to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, hide your identity, and live a low-key and peaceful life. The reason is very simple. The person who manipulates everything behind the scenes and forces our family into such a desperate situation will never easily let go of any hidden dangers that may threaten his own safety or interests. Since he can calculate every step so accurately, it is enough to prove that this person must be a ruthless and unscrupulous person. Therefore, people like you who already know a lot of the truth and may become his handle will probably find it difficult to escape his clutches, and the chances of survival in the end are slim!"

The jailer glared at the prime minister fiercely, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt and anger, and said coldly: "Sir, are you really worried about my life or death, or are you afraid that you will have no descendants from now on? Look at it now, all your nine relatives are about to be taken to the execution ground and beheaded, and I am the only one who has escaped this catastrophe by luck!"

The prime minister slowly lowered his head and continued to drink the wine in the glass silently, as if he turned a deaf ear to the jailer's words. After a long while, he raised his head, looked at the jailer deeply, and said in a deep voice: "You can think whatever you want, but there is one thing that is beyond doubt. If you want to survive, you must leave this place of trouble as soon as possible!"

The jailer stared at the prime minister who once held great power but now looked haggard and old. The hatred that had surged in his heart had dissipated unconsciously. Recalling the past, his mother was just an inconspicuous and humble maid in the prime minister's mansion, doing heavy and rough work every day. However, the turning point of fate often happens inadvertently.

I remember that day, the prime minister drank too much at the banquet and was drunk. The maidservant next to the prime minister's wife was ordered to carry a bowl of carefully prepared hangover soup to serve, but when she was going up the stairs, the maidservant accidentally missed a step and sprained her ankle. It happened that my mother was cleaning the courtyard not far away, so the maidservant shouted loudly for my mother to help deliver the hangover soup to the prime minister. My mother did not dare to disobey. Although she was panic-stricken, she had to bite the bullet and took the bowl of hangover soup and hurried to where the prime minister was.

Who could have expected that this trip would completely change my mother's life. The prime minister was drunk and unconscious, and he mistook my mother for another woman and forced her to have sex with him. And just because of this absurd act, my mother actually got pregnant, and that was him later -

Because she was pregnant, my mother was finally promoted from a lowly maid to a concubine. However, behind this seemingly improved status, there was actually endless suffering and hardship. Although she became a concubine, my mother's life did not improve at all, and it could even be said that it was getting worse. Everyone in the mansion spread rumors, accusing my mother of seducing the prime minister when he was drunk, which led to her pregnancy. This bad reputation was like a heavy mountain pressing on my mother's weak shoulders.

Fortunately, my mother gave birth to me successfully, and the prime minister had few sons, so as a concubine, I helped my mother's situation a little better. However, the good times did not last long. A few years later, when my mother became pregnant again and gave birth to my younger sister, the prime minister's wife, who was already dissatisfied with my mother, finally couldn't hold back her anger and began to plan a sinister and vicious conspiracy.

She falsely accused her mother of having an affair with someone else, and solemnly declared that her younger sister was not her father's biological child. Faced with such slander, her mother naturally tried her best to defend herself, but her father had completely believed the one-sided story of the prime minister's wife at this time, and turned a deaf ear to her mother's explanation. In this way, the poor mother and the young and innocent younger sister died in this unjust case.