Chapter 187: Dying Struggle
The two confronted each other like that, and the hatred in Zhang Qing's eyes was clear to Master Empty Sorrow, although there was some pity in her heart, she thought of what she had done before, and in an instant, it was all canceled out.
What about compassion and pity? People don't appreciate it, no matter how much they admired her before, but her heart is only on Her Majesty after all.
In order to get His Majesty, he was able to be so ruthless.
When he escaped death before, he wanted to ask her, why could she be so ruthless? How do you get it?
Even if it's a stranger, it should be a little unbearable, let alone a good sister who has played since childhood.
At this moment, the heart of the Master of Empty Sorrow is complicated, and all the questions he thought about in the past when he was young and frivolous turned into clouds of smoke, drifted away, and finally returned to peace.
"Amitabha!" With his hands folded, he made a pious gesture to worship the Buddha, and his eyes calmly met Zhang Qingxuan's resentment, "Yuan'er, I don't mean to see your current appearance, the biggest reason why you are like this now is because of your own gift, and it has nothing to do with others." ”
"If you weren't so ambitious, maybe you wouldn't have ended up where you are now, the last thing you should do is to dig up your sister's grave and destroy An'er's hard-won happiness. A person's heart is too big, after all, he can't tolerate so much, you know this truth, but I didn't think about it. ”
Since childhood, the two families have been next-door neighbors, and they have received basically the same teachings.
Master Kongbei firmly remembered this sentence, but Zhang Qingyuan had been carried away by the power and had already forgotten it.
"Yuan'er, tell me, who are you blaming for this ending now? If you were jealous of your sister before, but your sister is dead after that, why don't you let An'er go? What can a tiny child do? After making you so intolerant of him? The voice was long and melancholy, like a heart booster injected into Zhang Qingyuan's heart, which played a very fast role, making Zhang Qingyuan's mind drift into the distance.
But then, his expression was extremely painful, covering his head and shaking his body, "Why? Why did I meet your majesty first, but I was robbed by your sister after I got to the end? Is it because my family background is not as strong as yours? Don't you have any money in your family? I hate, I hate her, she is better than me in everything, but she always looks at me with a sympathetic attitude. ”
The body stepped back, retreated to the point where there was no way back, the body was pressed against the wall, and slid softly, "Even when I entered the palace, it was like that, what did I say for the sake of sisterhood, I went to ask His Majesty to admit me into the palace, I am not a beggar, I don't need charity, and I don't need her fake sympathy." ”
Put his hands on the ground, grab the hay on the ground and throw it at Master Empty Sorrow.
But the hay was lightly filled, and as soon as the hand was loosened, it only fell in small pieces in front of Zhang Qingxuan, and a trace of light from the narrow window shone on the hay in mid-air.
The hay is very dirty, and there is dust floating around, but at this time, in Zhang Qingyuan's view, it is a scene of life rising.
Even if it is a dry weed, it wants to be able to face the sun one day, and the ancient trees will be spring, let alone people?
She doesn't want to live in the shadow of the sister of the master of empty sorrow, so she must take measures to get her out of the shadows, so that she can come out and see the glory again.
As if crazy, he laughed to himself, loud, and the sound echoed throughout the cell, even outside the cell.
Eerie, there is a kind of momentum that breaks through the ground and looks at death as home.
"Don't worry, if I can get out alive this time, I will definitely treat An'er well, just like I did to your sister, I will let her die without turning a blind eye, death without turning a blind eye, hahaha!!"
Leaning forward, his expression extremely hideous.
Master Empty Sorrow flicked his sleeves and gritted his teeth, "Do you think your plan will still succeed?" Since An'er can drug you quietly, how can she not know about Zhang Qingguo's plan tonight? Want to rebel against the palace? Oh, you're afraid, you won't be able to wait for someone to save you. ”
"What do you mean?" Standing up tremblingly, holding her cell with both hands, Master Empty Sorrow had expected her to look like this, and before she could react, he had already taken a step back.
Zhang Qingxuan grabbed his hands outward, a little crazy, "You tell me clearly, tell me clearly, what do you mean?" ”
asked like this, but his heart sank greatly.
Looking at the clear expression of the master of empty sorrow, he must have known Zhang Qingguo's plan, so as long as today's plan is carried out, the entire Zhang family will be ruined.
How many people will sacrifice their lives, Zhang Qingyuan can already be expected.
"That's what it means, think about it yourself." Not wanting to say anything more, Master Empty Sorrow glanced at Zhang lightly and walked out.
Leaving Zhang Qing to roar for a while.
After his voice was muted, his emotions finally calmed down a little, and he walked back and forth in the cell, clasping his hands together, thinking about countermeasures.
kept repeating in his mouth: "The Zhang family can't die, the Zhang family can't die." ”
The prosperity of the Zhang family today is mainly due to Zhang Qingyuan's painstaking management, if it is because of herself, but the Zhang family is all dead, then she will become a sinner.
She didn't want to.
After walking back and forth many times, he finally stopped, stood at the door of the cell, and shouted: "Someone, someone!" ”
After calling many times, finally someone came in, and the guard guarding the cell was annoyed by the chatter, and asked in a rough voice: "What howl, when you enter here, don't think about it, no matter how big you used to be, Lao Tzu still ignores it, say something quickly, let it go quickly, disturb Lao Tzu's sleep, and you will look good later." ”
The tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the phoenix with lost hair is not as good as a chicken, which is what Zhang Qingyuan is talking about now.
The heart is desolate, but the face still has to maintain the image it should have, "Bold, even if the palace falls here, but it is still the biological mother of the eighth prince today, if you offend me, you still feel good, go quickly, call the eighth prince to me, just say that I am sick, let him come and see me." ”
The tone is completely commanding, it sounds extremely unpleasant, and I glanced up and down at Zhang Qingxuan, I just think that this person is crazy, or his brain is not clear, he is like this, and he can still think of getting out?
Although he thought so in his heart, he still cared about Zhao Jingkang's face after all, and replied angrily: "You wait, Lao Tzu will notify you, if you dare to shout again, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite." As he spoke, the hand holding the knife was raised.
After getting his answer, Zhang Qingyuan was relieved, and he must find a way to inform his brother before dark, otherwise the Zhang family will be destroyed.
Zhao Jingkang was originally in a bad mood, since last night's incident, he has been lying in bed, never moved, and did not look at Zhang Qingxuan, he was motionless, and he didn't even eat.
The personal servant was worried about his body, stepped forward, regardless of whether he slept or not, and asked cautiously: "Lord Wang, why don't you eat or drink, it's not good for your health, you just came back from the frontier, how can you stand it, Lord Wang, the slave begs you, you better eat a little." "With a tray in his hand, he piled it on the ground.
Zhao Jingkang on the bed had his eyes open, and his body was turned sideways, as if he hadn't heard the minion's words, and the whole person didn't react.
After a long time, I didn't hear footsteps, and the servant was still kneeling on the ground, and finally spoke: "Serve it, I don't want to eat." Because I hadn't spoken for a long time, my voice was a little hoarse, my mouth was dry and dry, and my lips were even more peeling.
"Lord Wang!" Shouting again, the person on the bed did not answer again.
No, the minion had no choice but to go back again.
After a while, Zhao Jingkang heard the footsteps again, and thought that he was here to urge him to eat again, his voice suddenly rose and he was angry, "I said I don't want to eat, get out of the house for me, don't bother me again." ”
"Lord Wang, someone is looking for you outside, and now he is waiting outside, that person is a guard in the prison, do you want to see it?" asked tentatively, Zhao Jingkang at this time couldn't guess what he was thinking, so he could only be more careful.
After a long time, Zhao Jingkang turned around and sat up from the bed, "Let people in." "There was an unusually pale touch on his face.
The guard came in and immediately knelt in front of Zhao Jingkang, not daring to raise his head, Zhao Jingkang looked at him, "Say, what is the matter?" ”
"Lord Wang, the concubine is sick, let you go to the prison to see her." I don't know Zhao Jingkang's attitude towards Zhang Qingyuan, the guard can only pick up good words.
"Sick? Did you see a doctor? "I'm still worried after all.
"Lord Wang, this is in the prison, and he is waiting for death, how can he ask for a doctor? Even if the villain wants to invite, he doesn't have the right to do so. ”
"Is that so?" His eyes looked out, and there was a moment of hesitation.
"Yes, how dare the villain deceive the prince?" Lying on the ground, not daring to move.
Although his mother's family was hit hard, there were only a few sons under His Majesty, so he naturally couldn't kill them all.
Therefore, there should be respect naturally, and all the minions in the palace know this point, and they are well versed in this truth.
"You go down first." With a wave of his hand, let the guard down.
There was a struggling expression on his face, and he didn't know if he should go to see Zhang Qingyuan.
The slave saw Zhao Jingkang's painful expression, and he couldn't bear it, "Lord Wang, why don't you go and see Niangniang, even if the concubine Niangniang is at fault, but she is still your mother, and she is still sincere to you, if you take a look, Your Majesty should not worry about the prince." ”
I wavered in my heart and thought about it for a long time, but finally decided to check it out.
If you can't see it closely, it's good to look at it from a distance, after all, it's your mother, so that you can live happily since you were a child, even if you are wrong, but you haven't done anything bad to yourself.
"Let's go!" After changing clothes, eating a bowl of porridge, and leaving his palace, he carried a lunch box in his hand.
Zhilu Dao Heavenly Prison was cold and thirsty, and from last night to now, I am afraid that he is also hungry, so he specially prepared a meal to bring over.