At that moment, all the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat, and I didn't want to let a word come out.

How can I meet these eyes and tell her that your father is going to die.

"Uncle Huang."

Chang'an's voice trembled a little, his hands clutched his knees tightly, looked up at me, and took the initiative to step forward to meet me.

I shook off her hand, and the call woke me up completely, and now the name on my body is the so-called royal gift, which is more like a blatant humiliation.

She exclaimed, but she still stubbornly came to pull me.

I was ruthless, grabbed her neck, held her whole person in my arms, and approached her, "My bride is gone, and you are so impatient to climb the bed?" ”

Her eyes were full of tears, but she looked at me stubbornly, her eyelashes chattering, and a little beads of water hung from her.

"How?"

"You love me so much?"

I bit every word very hard, and her face turned pale a little.

I can't even remember how I first met her, and all that was left between me and her was the hatred of the chasm that I couldn't bridge.

"Where to go?" She was grabbed by my wrist and staggered, and the red dowry on her body was like a burning flame, blazing.

It seems to be burning and blooming just for me.

"Take you to see your father one last time." I lowered my voice to talk to her, not looking into her eyes, and cut off the last bit of love.

Dozens of lives were on me, and I had to anger her.

I have meditated in my heart countless times, those who achieve great things are not limited by the love of children. But when I saw her break free of my hand and stumble inside, my heart still throbbed.

The hairpins on her head fell off, and a green strand fell and spilled all over her shoulders.

Crying on the edge of the bed, really releasing my emotions, my shoulders were also shaking constantly, I stood at the door and watched for a while, and when I looked at the emperor's vicissitudes of life, I went out silently.

He is already at the end of his strong crossbow, and if he can hold on until now, it can be regarded as the last bit of sound.

Almost at the same time, the fire outside was raging, and the palace was menacing.

With my sword in hand, I stood in the doorway, watching the fight outside.

The emperor asked me at the beginning, "I still owe you a wish, and I can't live, so why don't you talk about it again, what do you want to order?" ”

People will probably be extra patient and charitable before they die, and the emperor, who is high up and controls the power to kill, also has times when he is tired, his eyes are deep-set, and he looks at me.

I didn't answer, but he guessed, the light in his eyes dissipated a little, and finally he was replaced by a few compromises.

"My daughter has never enjoyed the treatment she deserves, I hope." The emperor coughed a few times, with blood at the corner of his mouth, "This kid won't hate you, but I also hope you don't get angry with her, she doesn't know anything." ”

"I regret it."

After that, there was a continuous cough, but I never said what I regretted.

Now it is estimated that these words can only be taken underground.

I don't know what the emperor said before she died, but when she came out, her face was extraordinarily calm, almost numb.

Those eyes that used to be smart are now looking at me with a dead face, and if I had to say something different, then these eyes are now filled with hatred and alienation.

"Father said don't I want to resent you." She said.

"But how can I do it?"

The forced palace came quickly and organized, and I didn't know whether it was premeditated by several princes, but I remember that the emperor took my hand with tears and whispered: "The throne is given to Chen Qixue." ”

That is his favorite son, and he is also the one who can protect his Chang'an the most.

It was like a final plea, and all grievances and hatreds were cut away with one stroke.

I stabbed the assassin in the throat with a sword, and almost instantly the blood gushed out, and the man slowly fell, and I heard even more heart-rending shouts.

Chang'an, who was still indifferent just now, was now trembling, looking at me in disbelief, gritting his teeth and bursting out with hatred.

"Did you calm your anger by slaughtering my blood relatives?" She lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped on the blood all over the ground, and walked towards me step by step.

The chin is extremely high, and the eyes are lined with folds and brightness, but it is a pity that the brightness is full of hatred and anger.

Only then did I know that among the rebellious people, among the people I assassinated, there were her blood relatives.

It seems to be her uncle.

"So what?" I don't want to explain, but how many have died by my sword.

The people who fell all over the ground couldn't even tell whether it was my people who suffered more casualties or those who rebelled more badly.

She suddenly turned around and ran towards the city wall, staggering behind a little boy with blood on his face, crying and calling for his sister.

This is the future monarch, the one on whom high hopes are pinned.

I raised my hand and killed the last person in my way, this situation was almost overwhelming, all the rebellious people were subdued, and this forced palace ended quietly.

When I saw her standing on the edge of the high and wanted to jump, I grabbed her wrist and asked in a cold voice, "Want to die?" ”

"There are countless people in the world who want to die every day, and it is too easy to die, but why do I let you die so easily?"

"Even if it is death, it can only die in my hands."

I pinched her waist, and her emotions were like a pent-up collapse suddenly, struggling and crying in my arms, as if to vent all her emotions.

And the future monarch, Chen Qixue looked at me angrily, like a little leopard about to go crazy, hunched over and struggling.

I only glanced at it, and I almost knew in my heart why the emperor had to specify the future heir to the throne before he died.

He is indeed the best guardian, but alas, he is not the best monarch.

Some people are inherently unfit for the throne.

Chang'an was still messing around in my arms, my neck and arms were bloody from my hands, I pinched her chin, lifted her face, and forced her to look at me.

"Isn't it easy to die?"

I carried her to the edge of the wall, almost suspended her in the air, pinched her waist and kept her from falling.

Her body was stiff, but her pride and stubbornness never let her bow her head.

I raised my hand and killed the last person in my way, this situation was almost overwhelming, all the rebellious people were subdued, and this forced palace ended quietly.

When I saw her standing on the edge of the high and wanted to jump, I grabbed her wrist and asked in a cold voice, "Want to die?" ”

"There are countless people in the world who want to die every day, and it is too easy to die, but why do I let you die so easily?"

"Even if it is death, it can only die in my hands."

I pinched her waist, and her emotions were like a pent-up collapse suddenly, struggling and crying in my arms, as if to vent all her emotions.

And the future monarch, Chen Qixue looked at me angrily, like a little leopard about to go crazy, hunched over and struggling.

I only glanced at it, and I almost knew in my heart why the emperor had to specify the future heir to the throne before he died.

He is indeed the best guardian, but alas, he is not the best monarch.

Some people are inherently unfit for the throne.

Chang'an was still messing around in my arms, my neck and arms were bloody from my hands, I pinched her chin, lifted her face, and forced her to look at me.

"Isn't it easy to die?"

I carried her to the edge of the wall, almost suspended her in the air, pinched her waist and kept her from falling.

Her body was stiff, but her pride and stubbornness never let her bow her head.