As soon as the acacia voice fell, Yuyang's whole person seemed to be greatly frightened and froze in place. His eyes seemed to be nothing in an instant, and everything was gone, gone.

The people behind the curtain listened to these words and saw this scene, and their hearts were even more puzzled, and they were very puzzled. They really don't understand, what is the meaning of the scene in front of them? They don't understand even more, Hua Qingmo asked people to pretend to be Hua Minzhi, and then falsely spread the news of her death, what is this qiē for?

"Qingmo, you are ruthless enough." Chu Yanqian took a step forward and approached Hua Qingmo, although his voice was still as free as the wind, it seemed to be bound by an invisible iron chain, and it became heavy.

He originally had the idea of watching a play, and he was full of interest in tonight, but at this moment, his heart was like a desert sand flying in the sky, and the blue sea wave was shocking, and the chaos was tight.

There is a leisurely and leisurely viewing, which is called watching a play, but being led by the nose by the person in the play is not watching a play, but entering the play.

Although he was also confused and didn't know the cause and effect, he finally understood something.

Tonight, except for Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao, the others are all people in the play. It's just that he thought he was watching a play, but after all, he was counted in the play by Hua Qingmo.

Chu Yanqian's praise made Hua Qingmo laugh, she raised her head from Bai Zixiao's shoulder, and turned her gaze to him. Under the dim light, Hua Qingmo's skin is as crystal clear, as if it is crystal wet, as if it is white jade, as if it is floating and shining.

"Qingmo, thank Chu Shizi for his compliment." Hua Qingmo's voice was cold, but as warm as before. After that, she didn't look at Chu Yanqian again, but looked intently at the center of the mourning hall and enjoyed Yuyang's performance.

I saw that his delicate face was full of lost soul, and his eyes changed from the emptiness just now to another extreme. Suddenly, his hand was forceful, he clenched Acacia's arm fiercely, his eyes were staring at her tightly like the scorching sun, his lips trembled violently, and his voice squeezed out intermittently from his teeth: "You...... What did you say...... You said...... You say Mo'er...... Mo'er she ...... What's wrong with her? ”

Acacia was shocked by Yuyang's expression, if she hadn't known in advance that the person in front of her was Yuyang, now she would really think that this was Hua Minzhi. However, in the snap of her fingers, Acacia regained her thoughts, she bit her lip and said bitterly: "The eldest son of the king, madam...... Madame she has gone to ......"

Suddenly, Yuyang's whole person sat on the ground as if he had lost the ivy supported by a big tree, and the whole person really seemed to have lost his soul, and he was extremely lonely. He clasped his head with both hands, and then suddenly spoke, with a heart-rending pain in his voice: "Ah...... Ah......h

At this time, a gust of cold wind rose out of nowhere, blowing the mourning flags floating on the spiritual pond into a flutter. One of the mourning flags floated in the wind, floating above the mourning hall, and finally landed on the two black lacquered coffins.

I don't know how long it took, Yuyang's voice slowly withered like a morning bell remembered on the distant mountain. He sat on the ground, and said no more, but sat quietly, heavily, and lonely.

King Ning Jun looked at him like this, and a trace of guilt quickly crossed his eyes, accompanied by an inexplicable regret. He wanted to motivate his eldest son with his daughter's crime of killing her father and mother, and wanted him to transfer this qiē resentment to Bai Zixiao's gelding, so as to promote him to a higher position and seize more power.

All the qiē, he calculated them all. However, he never calculated that Hua Qingmo would be poisoned and die. Obviously, he had already let her drink the antidote beforehand.

Why, why is this still the case?

When King Ningjun was silent, Yuyang suddenly stood up, and then walked to the coffins of Princess Laojun and Chu Youran and knelt down. "Grandmother, mother, do you hear? Your murderer has been avenged, and you will soon be able to see her. ”

Hearing these words, King Ning couldn't help but clench his fists and look at him, and an unspeakable struggle appeared in his eyes. Then, he looked at Acacia and Hua Xu, who were kneeling on the ground, very depressed, and said loudly: "This matter, the king of this county and the eldest son of the king know about it, you go back quickly, there should be a lot of things to do in the north courtyard." Also, I have to send someone to the Nine Thousand Years Mansion to inform me. ”

"Yes, slave and maid obey." Acacia and Hua Xu replied in a low voice, bowed and stepped back.

After the footsteps of the two were far away, King Ning looked at Yuyang's lonely and lonely back, and his voice was very soft: "Min'er, the matter has come to this, don't be too uncomfortable, Mo'er, she definitely doesn't want to see you like this." ”

"No......" Yuyang's voice suddenly increased, and he lowered his head at some point. His shoulders began to tremble slowly, and his hands clenched as if he were enduring something.

Seeing this, King Ning Jun did not speak again, but waited for the brocade-clothed young man in front of him to speak.

A hundred years of life, suffering accompanying. Who knows if after going through endless pain, it will be stronger to go on, or to stay where it is weak? The future of this qiē depends on how people choose.

At the beginning, he chose to be weak, but now he wants his children to choose to be strong.

Perhaps, his daughter died at the right time. Now that the flowers are gone, the hatred is full of pain, if he can stand up at this time, then he will definitely have an immeasurable future.

can achieve your own brother, Mo'er, you can be regarded as a well-deserved death. King Ning couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips at this time, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. He looked at the two coffins in the mourning hall, and the guilt in his heart suddenly disappeared.

One framed his most beloved sister, hurt their brother and sister relationship, and finally caused her to not enter the cemetery of the county king's mansion, and was buried elsewhere alone.

As his own wife, he actually had a husband and wife ceremony with another man, and he hid it from him for more than ten years.

These two people and women, it's not a pity to die!

It's just that the tragic death of his smart daughter did make him a little reluctant.

"Min'er, as a man, this is a qiē to go through. You have to think about it, as Mo'er's brother, as the son of your father, and as the heir of Ningjun Palace, what do you need to do now, what should you do? After being silent for a long time, King Ningjun opened his mouth faintly, with a weight like a thousand catties in his voice.

Hearing this, the corners of Yuyang's lips rose slightly, lined with candle flames, looking particularly profound and lonely. He slowly raised his hand, attached it to the saber at his waist, his hand slowly clenched, and the moment he turned around, his face was already an extreme pain.

He looked at King Ningjun, and there was an indescribable apology in his eyes: "Father, Mo'er is no longer here, what else does the child need to do now?" ”

After a pause, Yuyang continued: "The child wants to save Mo'er, to save her from suffering, not to watch her die in front of herself. Now the child doesn't want anything anymore, and he doesn't want to do anything. ”

Such deflated words shocked King Ningjun's heart, and he stared at Yuyang tightly, his gaze shifting from his desperate face to his hand holding the hilt of the sword.

"Min'er, you...... Don't you want to ......" King Ningjun's eyes widened, his eyes full of consternation.

"Father, mother and grandmother were killed by Mo'er, and Mo'er was poisoned and lost her mother, the cycle of heavenly principles, karma, the two lives of the mother and grandmother, naturally need two lives to repay."

Yuyang's voice suddenly calmed down, and it calmed down King Ning Jun's fear. "Min'er, don't do stupid things, don't think too much."

"Father, the child didn't think much of it. As the eldest son of the Ningjun Palace, the child did not think that the Guangda County Mansion would serve the emperor, for disloyalty, as the eldest son of the mother's concubine and the eldest grandson of the grandmother, he could not save the two of them as unfilial, as Mo'er's brother, he could not discipline his sister well, causing her to do such a rebellious thing, for injustice, an unfaithful, unfilial and unrighteous person, how can he have the face to live in this world? It's better for me to go with Mo'er and ask my mother and grandmother for guilt. ”

As soon as Yuyang's words were finished, he directly pulled out his saber and slashed at his throat.

So resolute, so determined, so unchangeable.

What happened suddenly made King Ning Junwang completely unable to react. The sword light reflected on his face, and the cold light made him feel an indescribable fear.

If Hua Minzhi just goes, then what's the point of him doing this?

It's just in vain.

"Wait." King Ning Jun shouted loudly, his eyes full of determination.

When Yuyang heard this voice, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was really afraid that this King of Ningjun was cold-blooded and ruthless to the extreme. Otherwise, if he really plays this scene completely, his head is eighty percent playing on the ground.

"Father, the child has made up his mind, don't stop the child." Yu Yang said as he held the sword across his neck again, without the slightest hesitation. He knew that if King Ning Jun didn't open his mouth, it would be absolutely impossible for him to put down this sword. Risking one's life to act will really make people believe.

At this time, King Ningjun closed his eyes and struggled to the extreme: "One qiē has nothing to do with Mo'er, one qiē is arranged by her father, and the mother concubine and Youran were killed by her father, and they have nothing to do with Mo'er, she was just used by her father." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yuyang stopped committing suicide, looked at King Ning Jun in disbelief, and his voice was full of tremors: "Father, what did you say?" ”

"A qiē is made by the king of this county, the life of the mother concubine and leisurely, the injury of the father, the poison of Mo'er, all of which are calculated by the father, and have nothing to do with Mo'er, and have nothing to do with anyone." When King Ning Jun said this, he had already left all the qiē behind.

In today's situation, what is the use of him continuing to hide it? He could see that his eldest son really wanted to die. In this way, everything he did was useless.

Although King Ningjun's voice was not loud, in the silent mourning hall, these words could be clearly heard in every corner, including Hua Minzhi, who had been sitting on the ground and couldn't move.

At that moment, what Hua Minzhi could feel was an extreme despair and death-causing pain, and the sky and the earth seemed to be as close as this.

He had said that he would protect her. Even if you protect each other with your own life, you will never regret it. But now, he personally pushed away the person he had always wanted to protect.

Personally pushed the two to the point where they could no longer recover.

He was played as a monkey by his own father, and his father was played as a monkey by Mo'er.

"Mo'er, I'm ......"