Is Murong Che forcing his brother to admit it?

As long as the elder brother admits that the child is his, the child does not have to die, as long as the elder brother nods, the child does not have to die....

Queen Pear was just desperately trying to prove to Murong Che that the child was his, but Murong Che mercilessly threw the child to death because the child was his.

Queen Pear ran over and hugged the dead child into her arms, her hands were covered with blood, her eyes were rendered with tears, and the whole person couldn't stop shaking, and her hands didn't dare to touch the child!

The elder brother looked at the waving little hand, and took a few steps back, the more fiercely he retreated, the more fierce Murong Che became, his bearded chin was raised, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Pray for dust, it's your child, the widow will leave him alive, if it's not yours, he will end up like the one over there!" ”

Murong Che pointed casually and pointed in the direction where Queen Pear was holding the child, Queen Pear had tears and snot in her eyes, and she basically crawled over with the dead baby in her arms.

She naturally heard Murong Che's words, and abandoned Murong Che and begged her brother, "Eighth Highness, please save my child, this is my child, I beg you, let's not deceive, okay?" ”

The elder brother steadied himself on the stone steps, and in the face of Queen Pear's weeping and heartbroken pleading, he smiled stupidly: "What does this have to do with me? This child is not me, he fell to death, he didn't die, what does it have to do with me? ”

When Queen Pear heard this, she stood on the spot, and muttered in a dead silence: "Pray for dust, they all say that tiger poison does not eat children, this palace does not want you to do anything, this palace does not ask you to do anything, this palace only wants to save this child's life, why do you have to be so ruthless to this palace, where is this palace sorry for you?" ”

The elder brother's laughter was pale and weak, staring intently, and his words were cruel and ruthless: "This is your child, this is you and his child, it has nothing to do with me, it doesn't matter to me whether it is life or death!" ”

Queen Li's eyes were empty, she was furious, and scolded casually: "Qi Chenbai, you are not even as good as a pig and a dog, this is your child, this is the child you said can consolidate my position, why do you treat me like this?" Why? ”

The elder brother bent down abruptly and looked at her funny: "Do you think these two children look like me?" I don't feel the slightest thing, I am the pride of heaven, obey the destiny of heaven, who are you? Your country is about to die, and you're just a dead queen! If you want to live like this, you will throw your queen and beg for mercy! ”

My brother's smile was dazzling in the eyes of Queen Pear, and it seemed to be a cone, and she roared sadly: "Queen's honor, I am a mother, this is my child, I was conceived and born in October, it is your business to love each other, you use me, I use you, the grievances between you, but you are involved in my child, why?" ”

"Why?" The elder brother lowered his eyes and sneered: "You only say that tigers are poisonous and don't eat children, haven't you heard that no poison is not a husband?" You also said that this is your business, it has nothing to do with me, whether he is dead or alive or staying, it is your freedom, don't get involved with me, I don't want to leave any traces in your dirty world! ”

The elder brother said and retreated to the side, as if to get away from them, Queen Pear hugged the dead child tightly, and her voice became more and more poignant: "I curse you not to die well, I curse you not to die well......"

"Hahaha!" Murong Che laughed out loud, Queen Li's voice was a terrible, terrible curse, his laughter was sadness, sadness mixed with helplessness, and his hand was raised high above his head.

The boy was dancing with his hands and feet, and his smile was sad and wanton, and he asked his brother again, and for the last time: "This time, the widow will throw him at your feet, his brain will burst, his blood will splash on your shoes, you will never be able to wash it, your body, your hands are covered with his blood!" ”

"Don't ...... No! Queen Pear shook her head in despair, tears falling down her cheeks one by one, but her desperate shaking and begging could not return any softness from Murong Che.

No matter how thick the snow is, the snow is flying, in this palace, the ground is only a thin layer after all, plus the strength of Murong Che's hand is extremely strong, the child's head falls to the ground first, and it falls directly at the feet of his brother.

It's really like Murong Che said, his brain and blood splashed on him, and now no matter who this child is, no one can run away from this sin, including me.

Including me, a bystander, I also have to bear this responsibility, and I am also the murderer of these two children!

There's no way, it can't be stopped, these two children must die, he can't recognize his brother, and he can't keep it if it's not him.

The children of the queen of the enemy country, even if they cover up with other identities, they can be covered up for a while, but they can't be covered up for a lifetime, rather than leaving them to let them suffer in the future, wouldn't it be a blessing to die now?

Queen Pear's pupils constricted, looking forward and backward, left and right, holding the dead baby in her hands, and she had no strength to crawl to her brother's feet at all.

The child at his brother's feet was still twitching, his little hands were twitching tightly, and his brother turned his face to the side, and the child's head was very close to the top of his feet.

He raised his foot and kicked, and the child was kicked into the hand of the pear queen, and the pear queen screamed heartbreakingly, and the two children were bloodied and motionless and were held tightly in her arms, and the pain was broken.

Crying and crying, she laughed, and had no strength to get up, and when she was done, she got up from the ground trembling, and the blood under her body fused with the blood of her two children.

She held the two children, her eyes were weak and weak, and she gently coaxed the two children: "Don't be afraid...... Mother and child are not afraid, mother will always stay with you and will not let anyone hurt you! ”

She hugged the two children, one blood mark at a time, and left step by step, obsessively, and could no longer see anything else in her eyes except the two children.

"Going crazy may be the best ending for her!" The sound of Qiangqing's gurgling water instantly seemed to freeze, and I could no longer hear any gentleness, nor could I hear any pleasantness.

"From now on, there are only children in her world, only dead children, and no other disturbances, which is a wonderful thing for her!"

I looked at him in a daze, my heart was numb, and my eyes were dark: "Yes, if you want to stand taller, if you want to see farther, you always have to sacrifice, every imperial road is bumpy, uneasy and bloody!" ”

"My brother is now the emperor, so he shouldn't have personal feelings to tie him up, his child can only be justified if Lan Cong'an gives birth to him, and the children of others are not justified after all, and they can't see the light if they survive, instead of being bitter and hateful in the future, it's better to die early, it's better for anyone!"

Qiang Qing looked at me with a leisurely smile: "That sentence is really right, when you see blood, you will always grow up, you are this kind of person, every time you see blood, grow up, see more thoroughly, this is very good, after a long time, your heart is like a rock, and your heart will never become your weakness anymore!" ”

I wanted to laugh hard, but I couldn't laugh out loud, the laughter seemed to be blocked in my throat, I couldn't laugh, my heart was swollen, I felt uncomfortable, and I had nowhere to vent.

In the end, I pulled out a smiling face: "Yes, I will definitely become like this in the future, I will definitely become what you think, absolutely will!" ”

After Queen Pear left, her brother pulled out his long sword and pointed at Murong Che, his eyes as black as paint, like a black abyss, "Murong Che, if you don't want to go to the southernmost side, then you can only die?" ”

Murong Che's smile was like a beast in the dark: "Can't you imprison the widow by your side like the widow imprisoned you?" ”

Fighting alone, his brother will not be his opponent, after all, he is soft-hearted for love, he finally gives up everything for this love, and he is humble and pitiful like the most humble person in the world.

My brother's eyes narrowed, and he paused: "From beginning to end, I was coerced by you, becoming a king and defeating a villain, no matter how much you say, it is useless to say more, is it you or I do it?" ”

It is said that there is no greater mourning than death, and when all hope turns into endless disappointment and there is nothing, everything becomes as silent as death.

"The widow thinks that giving you this country can at least calm the anger in your heart, it seems that no, maybe only when the widow dies, the anger in your heart can be calmed!"

The corners of my brother's mouth twitched, and his voice was cold: "Since you know, then you don't die quickly, if you die, there is nothing left, if you die, all grievances will disappear, so you hurry up and die!" ”

Hate to the extreme, people will be numb, life and death are impermanent, and my brother's voice is just cold, and I can't hear any emotion with a trace of emotion.

Murong Che opened his mouth, his eyes were as deep as night, and there was endless greed hidden in his eyes, and he walked towards his brother step by step, and his brother's sword always maintained a posture.

My brother wants him to die, as long as the sword goes away and crosses his throat, it will all disappear completely, and my brother doesn't ...... The elder brother's gentle eyes looked at him indifferently, watching him walk towards himself step by step.

He reached out from the tip of the sword to the hilt, the big black palm covered his brother's hand, the brother did not move, he approached his brother, his hand gently took his brother's hand, and moved the long sword body to his neck.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what to say in his brother's ear, his brother's lips were pale, his eyes flashed with waves, and he slowly twisted his head......

At this moment, Murong Che's neck was cut open by the sword, the blood was scattered like a brilliant firework, the corners of his brother's pale lips rubbed under the corners of his mouth, Murong Che blinked his eyes lightly, and said weakly: "It's good, this is the first time you have taken the initiative to kiss the widow, and the widow has no use to force it!" ”

The long sword in my brother's hand came out of his hand, and I saw that his hands were trembling violently, and he quickly put his hands down and circled them, as if trying to suppress his trembling hands.

Murong Che's endless blood was like flowing water, he slowly stretched out his hand, gently rubbed the corners of his brother's eyes, slowly put his fingers in his mouth, sucked it, and his eyes became more and more dull: "It's good, it turns out that your tears are so salty!" ”

What did he just say in his brother's ear?

Why did his brother's eyes change completely after he said that, what kind of words made his eyes change?

What kind of words made him reluctant in his eyes and made him stand on the spot?

The blood stained the snow red, and the white snow melted in the scorching blood, and Murong Che fell heavily to the ground, which was in the hands of his brother.

His hard head slammed to the ground, wolf-like eyes were still staring at his brother, and all the anger in his eyes, all the cruelty, insidiousness and viciousness turned into nothingness.

He looked straight at his brother, his eyes didn't blink, and tears flowed down his sockets, melting the ice and snow under his cheeks.

The snow was heavy, like goose feathers flying, as if in an instant, the melting snow turned into ice, and the flying snow tried to cover Murong Chedi's corpse.

But his eyes can't be hidden, he is deeply in love, and he wants to engrave his brother in his heart until he dies, which makes my heart worry about my brother inexplicably.

The elder brother bit his lip stubbornly, and his battle robe turned snow-white, as if he was going to stand in this ice and snow for eternity.

There is not a place in the hair or body that is not covered with snow, and there is really a place where there is no snow sticking to it.

Scarlet blood ran down his lips, and I wanted me to come forward and tell my brother that we had won and that we would have our own country from now on.

The elder brother slowly raised his hand and rubbed his mouth, his hand slowly moved down to cover his chest, and squatted down very slowly.

Qiang Qing's almost cold words rang in my ears: "Death is sometimes not liberation, but imprisonment!" ”

I glared at him viciously: "Death is all the way to get rid of humiliation, how can it become a prison?" What is in your heart, those are not counted! ”

Qiang Qing evoked a faint smile: "I don't count, I already have a fixed number in my heart, sometimes, people like to deceive themselves, just like I am no exception, I think I've been running, I'm looking, I'll always find her, in fact, this is my wishful thinking, I'm deceiving myself, I can't find her at all!" ”

"You can't find her, it's your own incompetence!" Qiang Qing's sentence of death is sometimes not liberation, but imprisonment, which set off endless waves in my heart, and my brother squatted on the ground, his hand covering his chest stinged my eyes.

"You're incompetent, you can't blame anyone else. Chu Qiangqing Maybe you can't find her in your life, you are destined to run and walk in loneliness all your life, this is your fate, you see through the fate of others every day, what you can't see through the most is your own fate, you are the most pitiful! ”

Qiang Qing raised his head slightly, looked at the heavy snow, and exhaled a long sigh slightly, for my anger and resentment, for him, it was just a painless catharsis.

He didn't even change the curvature of the corners of his mouth: "There is no one in this world who is pitiful, all the pity is given to oneself, you are right, I have seen through others, I will never be able to see through myself." I broke my oath and deserved this life. ”

He just made me speechless, always made me unable to answer, I raised my feet and walked to my brother's side, followed his example, and squatted next to him.

He remained silent, crouching on the ground, blood already running down the corners of his mouth, and turning a puddle of red under his feet.

Warm eyes, looking straight ahead, Murong Che lying on the ground, Murong Che was dead, his face was not hideous at all, from this angle, you could also see the corner of his mouth with a smile, that smile was very light.

The elder brother didn't blink his eyes, and the two of them looked at each other, really four eyes, as if they wanted to see something from Murong Che's eyes that didn't close their eyes?

His eyes were slightly red, and there were tears in the deepest part of his eyes, what Murong Che said in his ear, it must have been Murong Che who said in his ear that made him become what he is now.

What are the words that can make him like this, what kind of life? He wished he was going to die, but his eyes flashed with reluctance!

I choked up several times, and finally found my voice back, "Brother, he's dead, let's go back!" ”

As if he couldn't hear my voice, my brother still looked at Murong Che and couldn't turn his eyes, I stretched out my hand slightly to touch him, and the blood on the corner of his mouth didn't stop.

He didn't let himself make a sound, I reached out and stroked the corners of his mouth, the corners of his mouth were cold, and even the blood that flowed out was cold.

In this way, he still didn't move, I moved my footsteps and squatted in front of him, blocking his line of sight, so that he couldn't see Murong Che's face, only me.

"Brother, Murong Che is dead, you killed him, we should go back, we should go back and open the city gate, Ran Wei can rush into Daming Palace, and now Daxia belongs to us!"

Only then did my brother look at my face, and his mouth opened slightly: "Jiu'er, did my brother really kill him?" Is he really dead? ”

I nodded heavily, and I wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "He's dead brother, really, you see his blood stains the snow red, he's really dead, he can't be any threat!" ”

"Ahem!" When my brother heard my words, he coughed suddenly, his face turned blue, and he coughed heartbreakingly, as if he wanted to cough out the heart in his chest.

The blood was coughed up in a big gulp, coughing on the ground, intertwined with Murong Che's blood, and it was not clear whether it was his or his.

"Is he dead? Is it really dead? My brother didn't seem to believe what I said, so he insisted on asking again and again.

My heart twitched and hurt, I didn't know how it hurt, nodded to him over and over again, and told him over and over again: "He is dead, really, really dead, dead in this snowfall, dead in his own Daming Palace!" ”

My brother slowly turned his head, looked at Qiang Qing and asked something that made me inexplicable: "You already know the so-called calamity, so I am his calamity?" ”

Qiang Qing's warm black eyes were shining: "I said it a long time ago, but he didn't listen, everything is arranged in the dark, no one can bet on the sky, the destiny of heaven cannot be violated, I said don't fight with the sky, I have to fight with the sky, I think that people will win the sky, no one can win the sky!" ”

"Someone can beat the sky!" The elder brother stood up from the ground all of a sudden, his body staggered, and his eyes were cold, "Your ancestor, Gongzi Changxun stirred up the situation of the Seven Kingdoms, isn't it better than the sky?" I heard that you Fengtian City has a way to bring the dead back to life! ”

Qiang Qing's black eyes slowly narrowed: "You want to save him?" Are you going to save him? Do you regret it? Planning to bring him back to life? ”

The way to bring the dead back to life, what big joke is he talking about, brother? Why save Murong Che? He is dead, we wish he was dead, why save him?

What is the doom in Qiang Qing's mouth?

Why does my brother care so much about Murong Che now?

"What do you mean by regret? I don't regret it! My brother's cold eyes and a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "I want to live longer, thinking that if there is a way to bring the dead back to life, it is also a blessing to live in this world for a long time!" ”

Qiang Qing smiled lightly: "No one can live forever in this world, there is always a price to pay for eternity, and no one can withstand the loneliness of eternity." You need someone to accompany you for a long time! ”

The elder brother took a deep look at him, bent down and picked up the sword on the ground, the sword body was sheathed, and his waist was straight: "I raise the power of the world, I don't know how long I can walk?" ”

Qiang Qing looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, stretched out his hand, it was originally five fingers, and he bent down two fingers: "Three months at most, three months is enough for you to be orphaned, otherwise, you will take your sister with you, this emperor...... Whoever does it is the same! ”

"So this has been your conspiracy all along!" The elder brother's voice raised slightly, and his tone was fierce: "The so-called starlight, the so-called destiny, are all your family's words that don't count at all, you are following your ancestors, using what you have learned, trying to disturb the wilderness, isn't that so?" ”

Qiang Qing's eyes blinked, and what he said was none of his business: "Eighth Highness, your heart is upset, your heart is not cold, it seems that the blood is really hot, and his blood has warmed your heart?" ”

The elder brother snorted lightly, I don't know if he was mocking himself or others: "It's a pity that his blood is cold, not hot, my heart is also cold now, I just want to know if I am being used by others, especially you, Chu Qiangqing, it seems that since you came to this wilderness, there has not been a day of peace in the wilderness, so all the things now make me have to suspect that all this is manipulated by you behind your back!" ”

Qiang Qing turned around in the snow, and raised his white wide sleeves: "Even if you are a cool person, why pretend to be in love, pray for dust in this battle between kings and kings, you also lose, with the country, you lose your heart!" ”

His white clothes melted into the snow, the person disappeared, and the voice still echoed in the Daming Palace.

My brother staggered back, and I instinctively stepped forward to help him, but he pushed me away, and I slipped and fell to the ground.

My brother was unusually indifferent to me for the first time, standing and staring at me coldly: "I'm fine, you can enter the city in a big way, this Tianshan in Daxia is mine after all!" ”

The first time he called himself me in front of me, the first time he looked at me so coldly, the first time I felt that he had excluded me.

For the first time, I felt as if he was no longer my brother, he was the emperor, looking down on the emperor of the world and the earth, and I, falling to the ground, could only look up at him like dust.

The heavy snow has not stopped, the weather is getting colder and colder, the elder brother's army entered Daxia, and cultivated in the capital of Daxia, the thickness of the snow has reached the calf, and the elder brother lives in Daming Palace, and he is crazy to let people cut down all the sycamores in Daming Palace in this snowy day.

The plane trees in Daming Palace, the thickest plane trees can't be encircled, the bare plane trees were cut down, piled up on the ground, poured lamp oil, and my brother ordered someone to throw Murong Che's body on the tree and light the fire.

Murong Che's frozen corpse was burned in the flames, and the phoenix perched on the sycamore, and the rebirth from the fire was also burned by the sycamore tree!

What is he going to do?

Hoping that Murong Che will be reborn and return to this world, what is he looking forward to? What is he reluctant to give up?

In the raging fire, the lamp oil was splashed enough, Murong Che was engulfed by the fire, and instantly became unrecognizable, his brother stood next to the fire, the firelight shone on his pale face, his expression was dark and uncertain, he didn't know what he was thinking!

I stood at a distance from him, looking at him cautiously, and he stared at the firelight, standing silently, and he liked to wear white robes, and changed into black robes.

Everywhere I looked, his black was so dazzling to me that I couldn't guess what he was thinking, and now I couldn't guess what he was thinking.

I thought that after burning Murong Che, he would sleep in Daming Palace with the ashes of these sycamore trees, and sleep in Daming Palace for a long time.

I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, I could walk freely in this Daming Palace, I wanted to see Murong Che, I just wanted to kick his bones twice.

The moonlight is like silver, sprinkled on the snow and reflected the light, even if there is no palace lamp illumination, it is still creaking on the snow, you can find the way accurately.

Before I arrived, I heard the sound of something hitting the ground, and I chuckled in my heart, slowing down, thinking if it was the loyal people of the descendants of the Great Xia royal family in the palace who were collecting the bones for Murong Che.

I slowly moved over with very light steps, lying on the side of the palace wall, but I saw a familiar back, smashing Murong Che's bones with a stone in the moonlight.

So many plane trees have burned so far, and the fire has not been extinguished, and as soon as the cold wind blows, the sparks will burst out, and my brother will finish smashing the ones at hand. He pulled it in the coals with his bare hands, ignoring the flames, and pulled out Murong Che's bones.

Bit by bit, he smashed it very carefully, and after smashing, he piled it up next to his feet, the action was repeated, his white and slender hands were covered with black ash, and he was stained with scars, and he turned a blind eye to the scars, still smashing, pulling......

There was not a single one left after smashing it, and after smashing it, he grabbed a handful of ashes and stuffed them into his mouth.

Stuffed with black ash, he swallowed hard, swallowed...... Swallowing, a heavy suppressed low sobbing sounded, accompanied by a low sob, it was his questioning, he questioned Murong Che, who had turned into white bones and black ashes: "Why?" Why? Why? ”

I didn't feel any pain when my nails were cut, and I couldn't understand why my brother was crying.

Why the question......