"It seems that even if you don't have to trade with me, the princess knows the identity of that person well. The novel [Update Please Search] is on the contrary, my chips are a little out of the table. For Fang Xiaoyu's understanding of that person's identity, it was unintentionally expected, and it was also unexpected.

He had a faint feeling that with Fang Xiaoyu's power, it would be a matter of time before he could find out that person was the person he should guard against the most, but what was unexpected was that Fang Xiaoyu seemed to know everything about that person's plan.

I just don't know if she knows about that? If he knew, he wouldn't have much leverage to impress her, but if he didn't, then there would be a chance to talk.

"But looking at your face, you don't seem to be worried that I will reject your deal. May I believe that you have a more useful hole card than that person's identity that you haven't yet revealed? Perhaps we can talk a little bit more about the possibility of trading. ”

Wuxin was too calm, and it seemed that she had already expected the identity of that person, which proved that he still had other chips to trade with him, and she was also looking forward to the content of this transaction.

"It's pleasant to talk to smart people." Wuxin smiled: "Even if the princess has insight into that person's identity, I can still be a very useful chess piece, that person doesn't know what I want in my heart, and I don't know that I made a deal with the princess." With my identity, he will definitely believe me, and I will be able to get the information that the princess wants to have. ”

"If that's all there is to it, it doesn't hurt to use other methods, so why should I plant a nail next to the other party that even I can't trust?" Fang smiled generously and generously to show that she didn't believe it.

Just a moment ago, they had been in a hostile relationship. One of them represents Da Cheng and the other represents Da Zhou, and there is no end to life between the two sides, and then the other party suddenly stretches out his hand to shake hands and make peace, how much credibility is there between such a 'covenant', not to mention her, even the other party is afraid that it will scoff.

"The princess can't trust me?" The unintentional smile seems to be bitter, but in fact, it is all acted.

"Should I trust you?" Fang smiled and asked rhetorically, but the other party laughed out loud.

Yes, if a few words of conversation can turn enemies into friends, but the other party trusts him in empty words, and I am afraid it will be his turn to hesitate.

Wuxin seemed to see that Fang Xiaoyu was a master who didn't see rabbits and didn't scatter eagles, so he simply stopped grinding, but said: "In this case, you might as well open the skylight and say something." If I can get something that can make the princess happy, will the princess be able to fulfill her promise and complete this transaction with me? ”

"Before I answer, I have to be sure. What chips do you want to trade with me? Or to put it more plainly, you don't hesitate to betray that man and make a deal with me, what do you want? Fang Xiaoyu will not be stupid to agree to the other party's deal, some things must be asked clearly. If you talk about the ugly things first, there won't be so much trouble in the future.

Unintentionally stunned, he thought that Fang Xiaoyu should have guessed his purpose.

Fang Xiaoyu did have a few guesses, but they were just guesses. She's not an inadvertent roundworm, and if she misunderstands it, it's not fun.

Wuxin didn't have anything to hide, but said with a gloomy face: "It's just a counterattack against the chess player as a chess piece." ”

As he spoke, he smiled bitterly and said: "Since birth, he has been destined to be a pawn for others, and the princess is afraid that she will not be able to understand it." But I can! Separated from his parents as soon as he was born, he lived with a group of cruel and indifferent people. They call me the young master, but the arrogance in their demeanor doesn't seem to take me as the young master in their eyes. But can they know, how rare am I to be this young master? ”

Unintentionally sneered, he could hardly find any fragments of his childhood that could be called fond memories, and every day and every night, all he heard was about how to act for the sake of the Great Monday, even if it was at the expense of himself.

"When I was five years old, I ran out and met a father and son in the street, who seemed to be only about my age, but he was in his father's arms, pointing to the street vendor selling rock sugar gourds, crying and crying that he would not leave until he had to be strung twice. I sneered at him as he was just a little kid, how old he was still in the arms of his parents, and I said that I looked down on such a waste, and he couldn't compare with me at all. But in fact, there was a voice in my heart that destroyed all my sanity, and he said that I was only jealous, jealous that the child had his parents by his side, that he was carefree and did not have to carry any heavy burden. I was jealous of him, but I didn't, so the pretentious me was the pathetic kind of person in the eyes of others. Wuxin's tone was flat, as if he was not telling his own story, but the fluctuations in his eyes could not hide his mood at this time.

This was the beginning of his hatred of Da Zhou and King Yun. Even if he was very disgusted with those who followed behind his ass and shouted at the young master, and he was tired of them instilling in him the argument of sacrificing for the sake of Da Zhou, but when he was young, he did not have hatred for Da Zhou, at most he was just bored. But the father and son, who were ordinary no matter how ordinary, bought a string of ordinary sugar gourds in front of him, but for the first time, he had an unshakable monstrous hatred for Da Zhou and King Yun.

"At that time, I thought that it would be better to escape, so that I would not have to be nagged by those people day and night, I would not have to be guarded like a prisoner, I would not have to be forced to be so tight by them, and even if I played with a few stones in the courtyard alone, I would be scolded by others, scolding myself for wasting my time, and scolding myself for not taking the great cause of ruling the world in my heart. But in the end, I was caught. Grabbed the courtyard, the room, in front of a large stack of books, and the expressionless gentleman. Wuxin's smile became colder and colder, and he continued: "They said that I was greedy for fun and didn't learn well, so they beat my palm with a ring ruler, and they **** forced me to swear to the sky that I would die for the great cause of the Great Zhou." The more they persecuted me, the more I hated it, and the more they told me to pay for the Great Zhou, the more I wanted to destroy them! ”

Fang Xiaoyu was silent. She can understand unintentional hatred, but she can't understand it. In other words, any person has survived as a chess piece since birth, every time he grows up, it is for Da Zhou, and all his childhood is for King Yun. He hadn't even seen this so-called hometown, he hadn't seen the relative of King Yun, but he was forced to do something he didn't like for countless years.

If you can't play, that's not doing your job. You can't be in a daze, that's a waste of time. It seems that every minute and every second of his life is for the comfort of another person, squeezing his childhood and youth, squeezing all the beauty in his heart, squeezing the only little yearning for family affection, and turning a living person into an obedient machine. It's a terrible taste just to think about.

"The first time I met my mother was when I was 11 years old, and that year, I also met my sister. The day before I heard that I was going to see my mother, I didn't sleep all night, thinking about what my mother would say to me. Do you feel happy to see me? Will you ask me how I'm doing? I thought about it, and it dawned. I tried to look energetic, not wanting my mother, whom I had never met, to worry about me. I think she can't help herself so she hasn't seen me for more than ten years, I think, because they are all other people's pawns, she can't make her own decisions about many things. So I made up my mind to play an obedient and filial child, and one day, when I had enough ability, I ruined King Yun and Da Zhou, and then took my mother back from King Yun's hands, and took her incognito to live an ordinary life. ”

The heartless fist was clenched tightly, as if all the hatred was clenched in the palm of the hand, and he wanted to crush it, but the hatred was stubbornly rooted in his heart and could not be erased.

He said: "That day, I finally saw my long-missed mother, and when I saw her face, I happily thought that although it was different from the mother in my dreams, it was so gentle. As soon as I saw her, I thought she was my mother, and I knew she was her, even if I didn't need to mention it. ”

I pinched the corners of my clothes nervously, wondering if she would miss me for years? When she sees me, will she suddenly hug me and tell her how much she misses? But she looked at me without sorrow or joy, but asked my husband how I had learned over the years. Maybe it will be useful? After receiving an affirmative answer from my husband, she said to me that there was a task that I needed to complete, which might endanger my life, but it was my responsibility, and it was time for me to dedicate myself to Da Zhou. "I don't know whether to cry or laugh. He thought he was relieved, but after so many years, whenever he remembered the situation at that time, he could not hold any light in his heart.

"From beginning to end, she just assigned me the task of nine deaths and a lifetime like an outsider, and then pointed to the woman next to me and said to me, this person is your sister, and she will become Zhou Xiang's concubine and the emperor's concubine in the future, you have to do your best to help her."

"That's when I thought, okay, I'll do my best to destroy her to repay your kindness." The corners of his mouth were hooked, but his face was cold.

He has been a good son for so many years, and she asks him to do his best, even if it is a dangerous task, he can do his best perfectly.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a good pawn. Obedient, sensible, and capable. All the tasks assigned by the above can be completed extremely quickly, and there are few mistakes.

But they didn't know that hidden under his obedient and well-behaved exterior was a determination that swore that no matter how much they could do, they would ruin them.

That day, after his mother said that, she took his sister away, and from beginning to end, she did not say a word of concern for him, did not ask him whether he had lived well over the years, whether he had enough to eat, whether he was warmly dressed, as if they were just strangers, and there was no trace of connection between mother and son.

On that day, he fulfilled the task given to him by his mother, it was the first time he tried to kill, and the first time he learned what it was like to be almost killed, and he remembered that he was so frightened that something seemed to be ready to move in his bones.

He dragged back to the familiar courtyard with a tired and injured body, everyone praised him for doing a good job, and then began to discuss how to proceed, but no one cared about the deep wound on his body, no one cared about him, and no one cared about him, just trying to keep himself from fainting.

He remembered the smiles of those people deeply, and then he lost consciousness.

Maybe there was still a place to use him, but he was finally saved. But he was completely desperate for these people who kept calling him the young master but did not give him a trace of respect.

After tasting murder for the first time, he told himself that there were many tasks to survive such a near death in the future. In order to be able to get rid of the enemy more neatly next time, you must get used to it and kill people.

And those people, although they disrespected him, did not seem to guard against him. So when they were stabbed into the body by him, everyone's expressions were stunned.

They didn't seem to expect him to do this, and after being stunned, they angrily wanted to kill him, but he had been on guard all the time, so naturally he wouldn't give them a chance to fight back, so that night, he killed all the people who had been with him for more than ten years one by one.

There was only one person, who was not stunned when he stabbed him in the body again, but smiled, and it was a smile of relief. He said that as a tool that is not visible, he must be ruthless to himself and to his enemies.

He said that he had long been aware of his killing intent, but he had not mentioned it to anyone. He said that he knew that sooner or later there would be this day and was looking forward to when it would come and how it would come.

That man was the gentleman who taught him. is also the person he hated the most. Because that man is old-fashioned and stubborn, and every time he punishes him, the most ruthless person is him.

But at that last moment, he taught him the last thing. He said that if you feel unwilling, then try to climb up! It doesn't matter if you're a pawn, it doesn't matter if you're a tool for killing, bow your head, become humble, step on the bones of others, get close to people who can climb up to you, learn the skills to make others defenseless against you, and then give those who are high up a head-on blow at a critical moment, and then, sit in that highest position and play with other people's lives.

It doesn't matter if it used to be a pawn. As long as you end up playing chess, those past will only become the halo on your way to success.

No one will laugh at you. They command that your life is full of legends.

When the gentleman closed his eyes, he admitted that there was a near-terrible fluctuation in his heart. He thought carefully about what Mr. said and got the answer that Mr. said that it made sense.

He spent more than ten years doing these things, figuring out what he wanted in the groping. But now that he is also old, he feels that there is nothing to be nostalgic for that high position. Perhaps countless people are vying for that glory. But he didn't want to.

What he wanted to see was not the humility of others at his feet, but the misery and wolf bèi of those things they had chased all their lives, constantly calculating, and constantly killing and taking away, and destroying them by his own hands. This is more pleasant and relieving than his own superiority.

Therefore, he has long had a goal, and he does not hesitate to continue to humble forbearance for this purpose.

Until the day he sees the ending he wants! (To be continued.) )>