After the princess entered the palace, the war god prince broke his back

Chapter 398 Wouldn’t it be better to just keep our distance from each other like before?

After leaving Prince Yu's Palace, Chu Zhaoyu went to the Marquis of Changping's Palace.

"Yu'er."

When Chu Ziyu heard his voice, he felt a chill for no reason and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Chu Zhaoyu came to the bedside by himself and said quietly, "Come and see my grandson."

I think he was a person who was afraid of being in the spotlight, but now he has grandchildren.

And his son will be the future emperor.

Thinking of this, he felt very relieved.

Chu Ziyu would never let him touch his son, so he stepped forward to block him: "Go away! You are not worthy to touch him!"

Chu Zhaoyu's face darkened when he heard this, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes: "Yu'er, you've been imprisoned for so long, and you're still so arrogant?"

Chu Ziyu straightened his spine and sneered: "Arrogant? This is just my bottom line. You killed my father and mother. You and I have a blood feud. So, how could I allow someone like you to touch my son?!"

Chu Zhaoyu was so enraged by Chu Ziyu's words that he stretched out his hand suddenly, trying to push Chu Ziyu away, but Chu Ziyu was prepared. He turned his body to the side and cleverly dodged.

He was so angry that he said, "You are a traitor who doesn't even recognize your own father. You are worse than a beast!"

Having said this, all the anger he had just felt towards Xiao Jun'an came out at once.

If he can't do anything to Xiao Jun'an, can he not do anything to this evil boy?

Thinking of this, he slapped out again. His martial arts skills were already very high. How could a person who was born as a shadow killer be weak in martial arts? In just two rounds, he easily subdued Chu Ziyu, then swung his palm again, slapping him hard in the face.

Chu Ziyu had no way to dodge, so he just straightened his chest and took it.

"Pa!" A crisp slapping sound echoed in the room.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but Chu Ziyu seemed to feel no pain. He stared at Chu Zhaoyu sharply and said word by word: "Kill me if you have the guts, otherwise sooner or later I will kill you with my own hands!"

Chu Zhaoyu raised his hand to strike again, and Chu Ziyu tried to stab him with the dagger, but the next moment, he quickly pulled it back and shouted, "Chu Zhaoyu!"

This scumbag used the same old trick again and picked up the young Chu Duoxian.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Ziyu was really going crazy looking at Chu Duoxian in his hands. "Why did you come back? Why did you recognize me? Or is it better not to have no contact with me like before? You have never treated me well and have tried to kill me time and time again. Why? Why?"

Why does he have such a paranoid and crazy father?

Chu Zhaoyu said sinisterly: "Kill you? I never thought of killing you! It was not my intention that you went to the Dali Temple twice!"

Of course, if one day this beast really gets in his way and he has to kill it, he won't even blink an eye.

But not now, he is still his son.

He inherited all his bloodline and is almost identical to him.

"You are my son! I want you to call me father! I want us to be on the same side! I want us to be kind to each other and filial to each other! And your son, my grandson, look at him, he looks exactly like us, this is the inheritance of blood! We should have been close friends from the beginning!"

Xiao Jun'an didn't recognize him, and he couldn't do anything about it, but this evil boy would never escape his control!

"Enough!" Chu Ziyu felt sick. "You and I are completely different people. Even if we share a little bit of the same blood, that won't change anything!"

“Hahaha! You finally admitted that you are my bloodline, you are my son, your life, your blood, everything about you is given by me, this point will never be erased!” Chu Zhaoyu’s eyes flashed with a crazy and paranoid light, he tightly grasped Chu Duoxian’s small hand, as if it was his bargaining chip to control everything, he looked at Chu Ziyu, a twisted smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his voice was low and gloomy, “Yu’er, don’t be stubborn anymore, as long as you submit to me obediently, I will make it up to you!”

"Make up for it?" Chu Ziyu also laughed, "But all my sufferings are caused by you, and now you want to make up for it in the name of hurting me?"

His face was pale, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes as he looked at Chu Duoxian in Chu Zhaoyu's hands.

As a result, his wife is still lying in bed unable to move, his sister was exiled to Yanzhou and suffered, his brother was unable to return home, and now he is not even sparing his young child.

This scumbag can really do anything!

Seeing Chu Ziyu's despair, Chu Zhaoyu felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart: "Yu'er, do you see this? This is your child, your blood. He is so cute and innocent. Do you really want him to be hurt because of your stubbornness? Why don't you quickly submit to being your father?"

His words were full of teasing yet bloodthirsty, and every word was like a sharp knife, cutting into Chu Ziyu's heart.

At this moment, Chu Duoxian suddenly started crying. The tender voice of the child immediately touched the softest part of Chu Ziyu's heart. He knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Father... I promise you... I will respect you in the future... I will do my best to repair the rift between us... Please give Xian'er back to me?"

Chu Zhaoyu showed a smug smile on his face, but he moved back. Not only did he not return Chu Duoxian to him, but he hugged him tightly in his arms and said faintly: "If I return it to you, what else can your father use to restrain you?"

Then, he threw him a list: "Eliminate these people one by one, and I will consider returning Xian'er to you!"

After he finished speaking, he disappeared in the moonlight in a flash.

Chu Ziyu tightly grasped the list, his fingers turning white from exerting too much force. He looked in the direction where Chu Zhaoyu disappeared, his eyes filled with anger and helplessness...