Ling Laosan stopped.

After a while, he asked sadly, "You want to give way?" ”

Ling Tiancheng replied without care or sincerity.

He glanced at Ling Laosan slowly and asked, "There is one thing I want to confirm with you, are you really a royal bloodline?" Is it really my long-deceased third brother? ”

His words seemed to be just a casual question, and it seemed as if he really confirmed who was sitting across from him.

If you don't listen carefully, you will feel that if he confirms the identity of the other party, he really wants to give up the throne to the other party.

Ling Laosan's face hidden behind the curtain also stiffened.

The already festering skin was crumpled and squeezed together at this moment, and because it was so fat, the flesh that was squeezed together was almost dripping juice.

His voice finally softened a little, but his words were strong: "Of course, that position was mine. ”

Ling Tiancheng nodded and asked again, "How can I trust you?" ”

Ling Laosan was furious: "The stinky boy has not dried up, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not?" ”

"Of course it matters, I believe it, you can easily take this position, you don't need a soldier, and it will have a good reputation in the world, for example, the former emperor does not learn and has no skills, and he has no intention of taking the throne, it is you who bear this burden for the sake of the Dasheng Dynasty and the people of the world.

But I don't believe it, you have to do your best to fight in the capital.

Are you sure of that?

After so many years, you have built such a big place here, and you have also bewitched a few court officials in the capital, but what about it?

Their last death, jail for jail, is of no use to you, at least for now. ”

Every word is heart-wrenching, Ling Laosan really wants to use a knife to peel off his skin.

But those words clearly worked for him again.

He wanted to return to the capital so much, he wanted to sit in that position too much, and said to the people of the world: "This was originally mine." ”

Twenty years ago, when he was still the crown prince, the emperor even wrote the Zhao book, and the position would definitely be passed on to him in the future.

But he was actually sick, and it was a strange disease, the skin on his body was itchy and rotten, and the entire East Palace was soaked in the smell of medicine and the smell every day.

Those useless ministers, as well as other princes who coveted the throne, began to speak ill of him in front of the emperor.

said that the country could not be handed over to this monster.

It is said that he is already sick like this, and he may die at some point, and then the throne will be in turmoil.

said that he can't be cured of his illness now, and how can he have the heart to manage the government, even if he becomes the emperor, he will kill the people of the world.

……

They talked too much, and they whispered in the old emperor's ear day and night.

Finally, the old emperor deposed his crown prince and passed it to a prince who was only one or two years old at the time and couldn't even speak clearly.

Ling Laosan was angry, and took his people out of the palace and entered this mountain.

His father, the emperor, first asked people to look for him, and when he came back, he didn't look for it, and directly gave his mother and concubine to death in the palace, and since then he has claimed that he is also dead.

Ling Laosan raised his head and looked at the palace he had built with his own hands, making a series of sounds that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The voice was sharp and poignant, and the hearts of those who listened to it were chilled.

It's just that Ling Tiancheng didn't know these things, he was only a few years old at that time, and he only knew that the third brother was dead, but what happened later, whether the person was really dead or not, he didn't know anything.

The most important thing is that not long after the death of the third brother, he was kicked out of the palace by his father and lived in the Zhuang Mansion.

There is no way to know about the affairs of the palace, and he is disgusted with the royal family, and he easily does not mention these things.

Even now that he knew, he couldn't do anything.

The past had become a big mistake, but Ling Laosan had made even greater mistakes in those mistakes.

He is no longer the third prince of the Dasheng Dynasty, nor is he the former crown prince, but a complete murderer.

He maliciously killed so many people, how could he still ascend to the Ninety-Five Throne?

The conversation between the two of them was very slow, but they unraveled the contradictions that Ling Tiancheng had not resolved for so many years.

Ling Laosan asked him, "Which one are you?" Old fifteen, sixteen? Or seventeen? ”

Ling Tiancheng took the middle: "Sixteen, it's the one who was sent to the Zhuang Mansion after you died." ”

When Ling Laosan heard this, he let out another strange laugh.

His laughter was really hard to hear, and every time he laughed, the sound scraped to the bones with countless iron sheets, giving people goosebumps.

But Ling Tiancheng just looked at him tightly, waiting for his words.

He also heard movement outside.

It seems that there was a fight somewhere.

The movement was not very big, and it stopped again after a few hits, so he couldn't tell if it was the guards he brought in who did it, or Siyan and them came in?

But the conversation with Ling Laosan has not stopped.

"Sixteen, I know you, your mother is very kind, and you were very cute when you were young, and you often come to the East Palace to play."

Ling Tiancheng didn't remember this at all, but he agreed with the kindness of his mother.

When he was a child, he rarely saw his father, only his mother accompanied him all day, and she sometimes felt a little distressed when she saw an ant on the ground.

At that time, Ling Tiancheng was still young, and he couldn't understand her mood at all.

Whenever she saw her lost, she would ask her why, and she would look up at the sky in the four corners of the palace wall, and she would not reply for a long time.

I didn't expect that many years later, it was really unexpected to hear the words about her from the mouth of the side.

Ling Laosan was even more strange, and then said: "If you want to say that your mother concubine is still tired by my side and died."

She had a good relationship with my mother in the palace, but after I escaped from the palace, my mother was implicated in this incident and was killed by that inhuman thing.

Your mother knelt on the ground and pleaded for mercy at that time, so she also died.

That's when you were kicked out of the palace, right?

It's only the second year after I left the palace. ”

Ling Tiancheng was speechless, it turned out that there were still so many things hidden inside, and his mother concubine was not sick and died at all.

He pestered his father at that time and asked him what was the illness of his mother, who died overnight.

Not only did the old emperor not answer, but he was tired of asking, so he drove him out.

Ling Laosan no longer recognized him as a father, and now calls him "something inhuman".

At this time, I can understand his feelings.

The kind of mother who was originally high and admired by thousands of people, but because he was sick, he was denied everything, and finally killed his mother.

No matter who this matter is put on, it should not be accepted calmly.

So after he came to Luohe City, he found a home remedy and began to kill people desperately, just to cure his illness.

But looking at his current condition, it should not be cured.

It was probably because Ling Tiancheng had experienced too much pain since he was a child, and when he heard about those pasts at this time, he was much calmer.

He stood quietly, looked at Ling Laosan in front of him with his back hand and asked, "Who cured your illness?" ”

Ling Laosan was still immersed in the anger of the past, and when he heard this, he almost jumped up at once, and reached out to lift the veil on his face.

The face was pitted, and it was skinless, and the flesh and blood were blurred into a piece, mixed into a liquid that was not black or yellow, and had already flowed onto the clothes.

Fortunately, the clothes are black, so I can't really look at them.

But as soon as this face appeared in the light, Ling Tiancheng was so frightened that he almost took a step back.

It was horrible, more terrible than the day they saw the skinned people in the pit at the top of the mountain.

And Ling Laosan was still laughing at this time: "See, my illness is too cured, soon, in another year, no, half a year, I will all get better." ”

Ling Tiancheng: "......"

If he found that evil doctor, he would not be too many to kill him ten times.

At this time, there was another noise outside.

Ling Laosan glanced at the door, roared at the people left and right, and said, "Are you dead?" Go out and see what's going on, what's going on outside, don't you want to live? ”

"No need to come out, we'll come in ourselves."

A clear voice picked up his words, and stepped in one step.

When Ling Tiancheng heard that voice, his heart jumped with a "tom", and his eyes hurriedly looked towards the door.

I happened to see Zhuang Siyan walking in calmly with a smile on his face.

She winked at Ling Tiancheng before she looked up at the person sitting on the top.

Fortunately, she has seen a lot of disgusting pictures in the past few days, and she has exercised a little psychological quality at this time, otherwise she can vomit for a day without a break at a glance at this face.

Even so, her face was not very good-looking, she looked away numbly, and coughed twice before speaking: "What, you have a skin disease that has not been cured, so you killed people to take skin?" ”

Ling Tiancheng: "......"

Ling Laosan didn't understand what she was saying at all.

But this is his palace, and if an outsider breaks in, it must be killed.

And his men had already encircled the entrance of the temple, and the swords in their hands were unsheathed.

Ling Tiancheng looked at Zhuang Siyan with his eyes, not forgetting to stare at Ling Laosan.

As long as he does it, he will definitely protect Yan'er as soon as possible and will not let her be hurt a little.

But what was sad was that Zhuang Siyan couldn't understand his desire to protect at all, and he didn't know how to take two steps forward, and looked at Ling Laosan's face with courage again.

Then he said: "Ling Lao, right, let me tell you, you were deceived by that quack, just like this, you don't need to kill people to take skin, I can cure you with a few medicines." ”

Ling Laosan's eyes blurred in rotten flesh, with a complete coldness, stared at the person in front of him who jumped up and down, like a monkey.

Ling Tiancheng wanted to reach out and drag this little woman back.

However, he saw that the little woman had really turned back, and while shaking his head and explaining what this so-called "skin disease" was all about, he walked back.

When he approached Ling Tiancheng's side, he took the opportunity to relieve his breath and said, "Bai Heng, they will arrive soon, delay for a while." ”

Ling Tiancheng looked at her and didn't say anything.

Ling Laosan didn't speak, but among the people who were originally standing in two rows, an old man suddenly walked out, his face turned the color of pig liver, staring at Zhuang Siyan and shouting: "You are talking nonsense, where is this, where is it, drive it out......"

Zhuang Siyan slowly shook in front of him, and asked meaningfully: "Oh......, this disease is what you see, I think you have bad intentions, you don't want Ling Ye to get better at all, so you gave birth to these strange tricks, look at what you have treated his face?" Say, who are you really the person? Do you want to kill him and then inherit his country? ”