Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

Chapter 222 Xiaoyao and Grandpa Huangdi

"You've heard everything you should and shouldn't have heard. Why don't you invite me in? Or do you think I'm a threat to you and are planning to attack me?"

"Xiaoyao, don't get me wrong. How could we think that? Come in quickly. It's quite cold outside."

Xuan walked past Huangdi, picked up a cloak hanging at the door, walked out of the room, came to Xiaoyao, handed it to her, but did not put it on her himself.

Xiaoyao lowered her eyelids, a hint of tenderness flashed across her face, and she reached out to take the cloak and gently put it on.

"Thank you, brother! This is for you!"

"What is this? My gift?"

"Well, a poison pill. If you take it, you will die!"

Xiaoyao smiled mischievously, not caring at all, but Xuanxuan's body stiffened. Xiaoyao, do you want him to die?

"Xuan, go tell the servants to make some food, and also, go get some wine."

"grandfather…"

Xuan looked at Xiaoyao worriedly and looked at Huangdi pleadingly.

"Go ahead. I can't hurt her. I'm too old to defeat her."

Xuan understood that Huangdi wanted to send him away to talk to Xiaoyao alone. After hesitating for a moment, he bowed and walked out.

After Xuanxuan left, Huangdi personally brewed a pot of tea for Xiaoyao, then spoke calmly, "Why bother scaring him? He's taken your words so personally that he believes everything you say."

"That's not an exaggeration. I don't think I'm that important."

Huangdi was puzzled by Xiaoyao's self-deprecating expression. His face was covered with fatigue. He sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Xiaoyao, why do you hate Xuanxuan so much? I understand that you hate me. Grandpa has really let you and your mother down."

"I hate you? Grandpa, you're overthinking it."

"Grandpa is old, not blind or stupid. You came here just to end it, didn't you?"

"You really can't hide anything from Grandpa. Grandpa already knew that I killed Yue Liang and the Seventh Prince, right? Why didn't you kill me?"

"When Changyi was murdered by Peng Yi, I said I couldn't take the life of one son just for the death of another. You are my granddaughter. Yue Liang died because he was incompetent. It must have been Xiangliu who killed him! You are truly audacious!"

"Haha, grandpa is still as heartless as ever. It's not so good to be your relative!"

Xiaoyao picked up a packet of powder, picked up his teacup in front of Huangdi, poured it in, shook it gently, let the powder completely blend into the water, and handed it over again, with a half-smile in his eyes and a hint of teasing at the corners of his lips.

"Grandpa, do you dare to drink? If you do, I'll tell you why I want to fight for this world! Grandpa, you should know that my poison skills are unmatched in the world. Even Xuanxuan took the medicine for half a year before the effects took effect. If I want to kill you, I can do it without anyone noticing!"

Huangdi's face looked a little ugly. Even if this was not poison, Xiaoyao's attitude made him a little unhappy. He was not sure why Xiaoyao did this. If she heard what he said just now, she would not stop the rumors and hold a grudge against him. She poisoned him to tease him, and did it in front of him, which clearly showed that she had no respect for him at all.

Xiaoyao observed with amusement the anger that could not be hidden in the usually expressionless grandfather, and chuckled softly:

"Why, you have the guts to send people to kill my husband and master, but you don't have the guts to drink my poison? Back then, Uncle Qingyang also wanted to poison Grandpa, but he felt guilty and took it back, but Grandpa still planned to kill Uncle Qingyang. In Grandpa's eyes, relatives are divided into useful and useless, right? If you think I'm useful, you keep me, but if I'm useless or a threat to you, you want to get rid of me. Am I right?"

"Perhaps you are right. As an emperor, I am indeed not a good relative, but I am worthy of my people. If I could do it again, I..."

"If you had the chance to do it again, you would make the same choice, right? You knew clearly that my mother liked Chichen, yet you still let her marry my father. Fine, as a princess, you should help the country in times of trouble. My mother married for Xiyan! She did the right thing! You said you didn't let your people down, then let me ask you, what's wrong with Chenrong Country? You want to invade it just for your dream of dominating the world and unifying the wilderness? Grandma gave everything, even the family members were about to sacrifice to help you pacify Xiyan and fight for all directions, and you secretly supported the Tongyu family, married her into the palace, and allowed her to harm my grandmother's family, while my uncles and others were wholeheartedly for Xiyan and allowed you to dispatch them. In the end, what did they get? All dead! The Xiling family has fallen from grace! My mother! For Xiyan, she had immediately decided to live happily with Chichen! It was you! You forced her to go to the battlefield! She saw the people displaced and countless children homeless. Even though she knew she was going to face her lover, she still did not look back! And you! What are you doing? You are high and mighty, watching all this with indifference, self-righteously saying that it is for the good of the people of the world! What's good about it? Is it good that you lost your home, your relatives, and your pillar of support and starved to death on the streets? Who caused all this? It's you, you are the culprit! What do you have to be proud of! If you have the ability, go and fight for yourself!"

"presumptuous!"

Huangdi was so angry that he was shaking all over. All the glory of his life was worthless in Xiaoyao's eyes, and even became a sin. This was something he could not tolerate. He slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Xiaoyao. No one had ever dared to question him like this.

Xiaoyao sneered and stood up as well. She looked back at Huangdi without any fear, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and said with a sarcastic smile:

"That's right, I'm being presumptuous. If I don't, I don't even know if there are any bones left of me. Maybe I won't even find a body. And then you, hypocritically erect a tombstone and put a piece of my clothes on it? Isn't that what you did to my mother? You didn't even confirm whether my mother was really dead before erecting a tombstone. How ridiculous!"

Huangdi said angrily: "Is she still alive?"

"Yes, my mother is still alive!"

"Then why doesn't she..."

Huangdi subconsciously wanted to ask why he didn't come back. But then he remembered what Xiaoyao had just said, smiled bitterly, and sat down, staring at the glass of wine on the table. He suddenly felt relieved. Come back? What for?

"Where...is she?"

Huangdi's voice was tired and trembling. Even his daughter no longer wanted him as her father? He finally felt a sense of defeat. Perhaps he was really wrong!

"Grandpa, do you still remember the Chishui Desert?"

"Didn't he disappear three hundred years ago? Could it really be Ah Heng?"

"That's right. Thanks to you, my mother has been scorched by the sun's fire for nearly a hundred years. Every day, she lives a life worse than death!"

Xiaoyao stared at Huangdi intently, hoping to see remorse and heartache in his eyes. Originally, her mother would be roasted for another four hundred years before being freed. She couldn't imagine the torment that would bring.

Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot, tears flickering faintly, but she looked at Huangdi with a playful smile. Should she hate him? Why not? All her pain was caused by this man in front of her. The tragedy of her life was all because of the word "position" that they often talked about. So today, she would let them taste the feeling of being powerless! Why could he say with such confidence that he was not wrong?

"How does it feel to lose all your loved ones, my dear grandpa? Or, should I kill Xuan as well?"