Darandai was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly stopped, "No! ”

Sharga turned around and laughed miserably, "High Priest, I don't want to admit that I am the prince of the Southern Dynasty, but I have to admit it. All I do now is to admit that I am the son of the Southern Dynasty. ”

Dalantai said, "You are the son of the world, and you will be the emperor in the future, and the women of the world are at your disposal, why should you never forget a Xiao Xiang?" You are not destined to get her! Seventh son, don't be obsessed! Don't make the mistakes of your father and your emperor again! ”

Sharga said in despair, "I can't get it, I want to get it." ”

When he said this, Dalantai's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Sharga looked up to the sky, "High Priest, I can't convince myself. ”

He could have a million reasons and excuses, but he couldn't change the fact that they ended up in tragedy.

But he was not reconciled.

Turning over his horse, he went straight to Qiaoshan.

Dalantai hurriedly got on his horse and chased after him, "Seventh son, seventh son, no!" ”

Duan Qingshan saw the two of them riding their horses one after the other, and hurriedly led hundreds of people to follow, at this time, the wind was raging, and the torrential rain was pouring down, Dalantai looked at the sky, and sighed, "Evil, evil!" ”

Sharga was in despair.

When he was a teenager, A-Niang taught him to read and shoot archery, persuaded him to eat hard, and wanted him to grow into an upright and brave man, but fate pushed him forward, and he was destined to do great rebellion.

Once upon a time, A-Niang said that even if no one pays attention, you have to work hard to eat and grow up. Maybe someone is looking forward to you growing up in a place you don't know.

Emperor Zhaowu and Princess Huairou brought him into this world, carrying ridicule and pain.

He grieved even more. If they thought about him, how could they let him come to this world in such shame? His existence is a laughing stock, reminding the world how the Southern Dynasty used to mess up [partitioning] Lun Gangchang.

If death had been lost on the night of birth, where would there be all the suffering of today?

Moreover, his pain will soon become Xiangxiang's pain.

He still has a warm childhood, Xiangxiang has never had it, but he has to experience pain again, how can he bear it?

If he hadn't met her and eaten a bowl of red bean balls on the streets of Tangzhou, how could he be so paranoid and crazy today?

Personal troubles begin with literacy.

If he hadn't read so many books, understood so many truths, and understood so many rules and regulations of ethics, what did he care? What could he not get?

A-Niang once said that he was not a part of her life, but a part of her life.

He didn't understand it before, but after meeting Xiangxiang, he understood.

Sometimes he has to sigh, what kind of feelings are it, and he can't wait to rub another person into his blood.

They were two separate individuals, but because of love, they were bound together.

Xiangxiang is a part of his life, but the ethical identity has to strip her from him.

If he was stripped away, he would not be him.

How could he accept such a bloody stripping?

He demanded a truth.

Dharandai shouted all the way, but Sharga turned a deaf ear and only rushed before the rain.

Looking at the stubborn figure, Dalan Tai sighed again and again, Xia Erjia was well raised by Princess Huaijin, erudite, gentle, and indifferent.

General Xie once told an interesting story, when Sharga was five or six years old, he went to Jingzhou, General Xie had a headache because of the salt seizure, and when he came home, he was even more angry when he saw Qingchuan jumping up and down. If you are unhappy, you have to stomp your feet, shake your body, and shut your unhappy door before you can come back. ”

He spoke in a milky but serious voice, and Xie Youyi couldn't help laughing.

General Xie once said, "Such a boy is destined to become a big thing when he grows up." ”

But the paranoia in Chargar's bones is innate.

Like his father. bar

He is usually polite and restrained, gentle and intelligent, but in the face of feelings, he is still as confused as his father.

With the cold rain in the mountains and the misty morning light, Charga pursed his thin lips, picked up a shovel and dug the barren mound frantically.

Everyone stood solemnly in the cold rain, Duan Qingshan watched the dirt being shoveled up, and his heart followed up and down.

Dalantai was terrified, "Seventh son, that's your father!" Whether you admit it or not, believe it or not! What's the point of you doing that? Don't do any more rebellious things! ”

Digging the emperor's grave is to be punished by God, Xie Youyi risked being punished by God to move the grave, and he really received God's curse, and he also responded to his poisonous oath, I have to say that there is a certain number in the underworld, Xia Erjia digging the grave, or digging his father's grave, I don't know what God's curse will be!

Chargar paused and said coldly, "I don't believe that I can get along with him. ”

Dalantai hurriedly said, "The blood test is mysterious, you are well-read, how can you believe this nonsense?!" ”

Duan Qingshan grabbed Dalantai and shook his head gently.

Sharga wondered if he was born to Emperor Zhaowu, and they wanted to know too.

What is a grave digger?

Sharga was full of grief and anger, and this stranger brought him nothing but shame and pain.

He must never admit that he is his father!

It was he who made him lose Xiangxiang!

It's all him, so that he has no father and no mother since he was a child!

It's all him, let him carry so much responsibility!

It's all him, so he doesn't even dare to be presumptuous!

Because his father was presumptuous and persistent for a woman.

If he is presumptuous and persistent, he will be spurned and ridiculed by the world.

The coffin made of cypress wood was gradually revealed, and Dalantai couldn't bear to look at it directly, a generation of kings, hastily buried, and even Nanmu did not enjoy it.

Yuan Heng used the carriage board to make a thin coffin to collect Xiao Yue, and later the first emperor had to agree to the concubine Yuan to move Xiao Yue to be buried.

Charga pointed to the coffin and said, "Bring it out!" ”

The soldiers gritted their teeth and carried the coffin out with all hands and feet, only to feel the coldness on their faces, and couldn't help but shudder.

Sharga lifted his sword and slashed it down with a wave of his hand, and the lid of the coffin split in half.

Pushing open the lid of the coffin, a green shirt in the coffin turned out to be intact, and the gold lines on the cuffs were clearly visible, but the exposed head and palm were already white bones.

Everyone knelt down involuntarily, and Dalandai hurriedly turned his back.

Southern Xiao and Northern Yuan, Xiao Yue, who was once peerless, is now just a white bone.

Looking at the white bones, Sharga stretched out his arm expressionlessly, and cut it without looking.

He had been drawing his arm for many years and had become very familiar with how to draw the most blood from the shallowest wound.

But at this moment, his hands were extremely heavy, and the pain was numb.

The blood trickled down and merged into a stream dripping on the bones.

Then slowly disappear without a trace.

Xia Erjia's face was pale, and his body fell beside the coffin one by one, Duan Qingshan and Dalantai quickly supported him, so that his forehead did not hit the coffin.

Duan Qingshan quickly glanced at the coffin, and was surprised in his heart.

Sharga raised his arm and looked at it, and said with a wry smile, "So, I'm dead." ”