Chapter 842: How Ironic

When his grandmother said those words to him hoarsely, when he had to face this cruel truth, when he clearly realized that he and his hometown were separated by a sea of blood and hatred, they were enemies, and the beauty and sweetness of the past would be in vain.

Lie Chang'an's heart felt as if it had been torn apart, and it was even as if he could hear the pulse of his wrist, as if something was shouting in his body and was about to break through his skin.

Lie Changan felt that fate had played a huge joke.

It turned out that he was not called Lie Chang'an.

He is Gao Lie.

The only orphan of the royal family of the former dynasty.

The emperor Wei Tianzhao, whom he swore allegiance to the death, was actually his enemy who did not share the sky.

He sought power and usurped the throne, seized the country of their Gao family, slaughtered his father and mother, and exterminated all their clan blood relatives, blood stained the sky red, a dynasty fell, and many innocent people died, but Wei Amaterasu ascended the throne of power and became the emperor praised by everyone in the world.

How ironic.

And the most ironic thing is that he fell in love with the daughter of the enemy, and married her desperately.

Therefore, the remnants of the previous dynasty that he had been desperately chasing and killing were not remnants, but the emperor he swore allegiance to was the biggest thief in the world!

Lie Changan really didn't want to accept this bloody truth, which was almost worse than sending him to the eighteenth layer of hell and suffering from skinning and cramps.

How could he believe that Wei Tianzhao had killed his relatives and taken away the world of their Gao family? How can it be ironic to believe in one's own bravery?

How can he believe that he is shouldering the mission of restoring the country, and there are still tens of thousands of generals of the former dynasty who are enduring humiliation and burden, waiting to make a comeback with him and revive his hegemony?

How can he believe that he is the daughter of an enemy in his hometown, and there is no possibility between them, and it is destined to be life and death?

Hometown, hometown.

When Lie Changan thinks of this name now, he feels a pain that he can't breathe.

He thought of the tragic death of his parents, the pain of his grandmother over the years, the self-disfigured face of his grandmother who was rejected and feared by the world, the shame and hurt he suffered because he came from a poor family, and the unbearable past......

Lie Chang'an was churning with surging hatred and anger in his heart, and at this moment he finally understood why his grandmother was so hostile and hateful to his hometown.

Because, he can't help but hate at the moment.

She has the blood of Amaterasu in her bones, she is the daughter of Amaterasu, and they have an inseparable blood relationship.

Isn't it natural for a father to repay his daughter's debts?

In such heart-wrenching despair and torment, Lie Changan sat alone in the bamboo building all night.

This night was perhaps the longest night of his life.

In the dense fog of the early morning, Lie Changan walked out of the bamboo building and returned to the house.

He hadn't slept all night, his beard was unkempt, his face was tired and blue, his eyes were bloodshot, his breath was decadent, and he smelled of wine.

When Lie Changan returned to the house, he saw that his hometown was still sleeping on the bed, quietly, without any sound.

He didn't know if she really cried until she fell asleep, or if she was pretending to be asleep, in short, he didn't walk over to comfort or coax her as usual, he just went straight behind the screen, washed and changed clothes, and changed into court clothes after coming out.

Lie Changan walked straight out, and didn't look at the person on the bed again before going out.

When the hometown on the bed heard the footsteps walking away, he opened his red eyes and bit his lip so hard that he didn't let himself cry a little.