Eight Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters True Face

After listening to Lan Chuchu, she asked for that kind of poisonous smoke, but as for what it was for, she didn't tell Yushou Poisonous Venerable.

After nightfall, Lan Chuchu ordered the nanny to take the little princess away, and went through the secret passage to the plum garden again.

Tonight is the day she and the little monster agreed to meet every five days.

After Lan Chuchu made sure that there was no one around, she tapped three times at the wellhead.

This is the secret code she agreed with the little monster.

There were also three knocking sounds from the well.

Lan Chuchu took out a rope and climbed down the ancient well.

When he saw Lan Chuchu, the little monster's face showed a look of joy.

In the ancient well, it has been cleaned up.

The little monster knew that Lan Chuchu hated the smell of blood in the ancient well, so every time Lan Chuchu came, he would clean up.

"mother……"

The little monster just shouted.

With a "pop", Lan Chuchu slapped him.

"I ask you, were you discovered by that little bitch Hong Mingyue? Did you tell her something? I almost got killed by you!"

Lan Chuchu stared at him with a look of resentment.

The little monster was startled, his eyes were red, like a giant big child, he let out a faint cry.

"I didn't say... Mother... I didn't say anything."

After Lan Chuchu listened, her expression softened a little.

"Forget it, I'll take care of that woman. Are you hungry, do you want my mother to find a guard over here?"

The monster shook his head.

He knew that, in fact, his mother hated him eating people.

Mother is very angry today, he can't make her hate him anymore.

Lan Chuchu sighed.

She suddenly raised her hand and touched the little monster's face that was slightly red from her beating, with a bit of love in her eyes.

"Did your mother hurt you just now?"

The little monster was stunned. Mother had never spoken to him in such a loving tone.

He shook his head hastily.

"It doesn't hurt...Mother...Hands hurt?"

Although he looks ugly, his eyes are full of sincerity, like an innocent big boy.

Looking at those eyes, Lan Chuchu's breath was suffocated, and her nose was a little sore.

She remembered the poisonous smoke in her arms, and had an urge to escape from here.

But when I think of it, as long as this monster is alive, it may be discovered.

He will destroy everything he has now.

Lan Chuchu hardened her heart.

"Mother was just too impulsive. Mother is worried that you will be in danger if you are discovered. Child, come here and let mother hug you."

Lan Chuchu's voice is soft, her gentle voice is like the sound of nature to the little monster.

He was a little uncomfortable at first, but after all, he couldn't resist his mother's warmest embrace, so he carefully hugged Lan Chuchu.

"How about mother sing a lullaby for you? You are so old, and mother has never sang to you before, coaxed you to sleep."

Lan Chuchu said and hummed a song.

That song, echoing at the bottom of the ancient well, is beautiful and beautiful.

The little monster's eyelids sank a little.

He has longed for such an embrace for a long time.

He never thought that one day he could really fall asleep in such a song.

He closed his eyes and didn't see that Lan Chuchu's face was so hideous while humming the song.

When the little monster made a slight snoring sound, Lan Chuchu quickly pulled away from her arm.

She stood up, took one last look at the little monster, and quickly climbed up the sling.

After leaving the mouth of the ancient well, Lan Chuchu took out the bottle with poisonous smoke. She opened the bottle, and a green smoke came out like a poisonous tongue spitting out a letter.

Lan Chuchu threw the bottle into the ancient well.

Then she took out a restraint,

Sealed in the ancient well.

After doing all this, she said something.

"Don't blame me, blame you for not being a monster."

Lan Chuchu walked away.

Under the ancient well, the little monster woke up immediately after hearing the sound from the mouth of the ancient well.

He touched his side and found that his mother had left.

He was a little lost in his heart, he didn't have time to say a few more words to his mother, and he didn't say anything about the Jade Hand Poison Venerable.

That woman is really a bad person, trying to provoke his relationship with his mother.

Mother loves him, otherwise how could she sing to him.

At this time, only heard a "banging" sound.

Something fell from above.

Then, the light on the ancient well disappeared completely.

The well was sealed.

The little monster was startled, his eyesight, even if there was no light at all, could see things, and he soon found out that it was a bottle that fell.

The bottle is out, and green smoke is coming out.

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, the narrow space in the ancient well, but after a while, the smoke quickly spread out.

The little monster felt that his head was a little dizzy, and his limbs were weak.

Instinctively, he realized that the smoke was poisonous.

"Mother...Mother"

The little monster was excited, and he realized that the bottle was thrown down by his mother.

He flew up, but as soon as he reached the wellhead, the force of restraint blocked him back fiercely.

That ban was ten times stronger than the previous ban.

The blood in the little monster's body suddenly rushed to his brain.

His hands and feet froze a little.

A terrible thought came to his mind.

Mother is going to kill him!

Mother wants to poison him!

What Yushou Poisonous said was right, my mother didn't love him at all.

She is using him.

She was afraid that he would be discovered by the bad woman and confessed to her, so she did not hesitate to sing to him to let him relax his guard.

Just when he indulged in his mother's love and was unsuspecting, his mother tried to kill him with poisonous smoke.

The little monster's body fell weakly to the ground.

In this dark, damp, and cold ancient well, tears burst like floodwaters, and they could no longer be suppressed.

Why...to do this to him.

He never thought of harming anyone, and he never thought that he would confess his mother.

Everything he did was just to survive.

I just want my mother to look at him more.

He thinks more... thinks more...

Consciousness was stripped from the little monster's body, his heartbeat stopped beating, and there was no expression on that ugly face.

At the mouth of the ancient well, Lan Chuchu seemed to hear the mother's call from the sound from the bottom of the ancient well.

She covered her face and her ears, and fled the plum garden like a madman.

When she reached Meiyuankou, she gasped for breath.

Underfoot, the snow reflects light, making the night in the shrine as bright as day.

Lan Chuchu looked at her hands, her hands were fair and flawless, but she knew that those hands were already stained with blood, and it was her child's blood.

Lan Chuchu burst out laughing.

"Okay, it's finally okay. Die well, no one will know this secret from now on."

There were no tears in her eyes.

Back in the bedroom, Lan Chuchu ordered.

"Come, tomorrow morning, find a few guards, bring some boulders over, and completely fill the ancient well in the plum garden."