Zhao Xiangling looked down at her face full of tears, mourned in his heart, didn't say anything, silently hugged Chen Zihan, and let her sprinkle tears and snot on his clothes.

Chen Zihan didn't push her away again this time.

She cried, "Why? Brother he is so good, why is he the one who died. ”

Zhao Xiangling did not answer.

"If I didn't want to kill Qinghua, would it have been a different result?"

Chen Zihan suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhao Xiangling with red and swollen eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "Zhao Xiangling, I hate you." ”

Why is she obsessed with killing Qinghua, but because of Zhao Xiangling.

Without her, why did he insist like this, and why did his brother die!

Zhao Xiangling was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and said lightly: "Then hate it." ”

Hate. If only I could feel better.

"I hate you!" Chen Zihan gritted his teeth and said again.

Zhao Xiangling pursed his lips and did not speak. There were tears in her eyes, but they didn't fall. It's just flickering and unclear, and I don't want to do it.

Li Ruiqing stepped forward and just wanted to speak, but Chen Zihan threw himself into Zhao Xiangling's arms and cried: "Xiang Zero, I'm so sad, I'm really sad." ”

Zhao Xiangling bowed his head and leaned his head against the end of her hair, and a crystal pearl fell down Chen Zihan's hair: "Well, I know." ”

"Xiang Zero, my brother is dead, he is really dead." Chen Zihan cried.

"Hmm." Zhao Xiang Lingying.

Chen Zihan grabbed Zhao Xiangling's arm, but still didn't look up: "I want revenge, Xiang Zero, I want revenge!" ”

"Okay." Zhao Xiangling responded, "I'll give you a chance." ”

"It's Chen Beijue, he ruined my family, it's all him!"

Zhao Xiangling brushed the top of her hair: "Whatever you want, I will help you." ”

Chen Zihan choked silently, fell into Zhao Xiangling's arms, and sobbed lowly.

Genmu had already led someone to drag the two corpses in the distance.

One is Zhao Xiang's, who has been out of breath for a long time, and the other is blue and white, and she is still open, looking at Zhao Xiangling smiling.

She whispered, "Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

Zhao Xiangling only turned his head to look at her and did not speak.

"If you think about the people who have been destroyed by you, their mood will only be more uncomfortable than you are now." Qinghua chuckled.

"Your Majesty, do you think you can't do anything at this moment?" Qinghua smiled, "Do you think that living in this world is a sin......

Before she could finish her sentence, a long sword slashed at her neck, splitting her head from the person.

A warm blood gushed out, and before Qinghua could speak, she had already lost her breath.

Throwing down the sword in his hand, Chen Zihan fell to the ground, tears still rolling down his eyes.

It was the first time she had killed someone like this. Looking at the blood stained on the ground, she not only did not fear, but even felt happy.

Chen Zihan cried and chuckled twice.

It can be seen that everyone can be forced out, and everyone can be so cruel.

"Burn her body." Chen Zihan said, she stood up, a little shaky, "Although it is impossible for her to resurrect a second time, only if she turns into ashes, there is no possibility." ”

Zhao Xiangling stood up and put his hands behind his back: "It's burned." Immediately, someone dragged Qinghua's legs, took her aside, doused her with oil, and lit a fire.

The firelight covered his face, and Chen Zihan's face calmed down a little.

Although it was still frighteningly white, and although there were still circles of bruises on her neck, her eyes were extremely bright.

Maybe it's soaked in tears, or maybe it's never such a moment, with such a thing that wants to be accomplished.

Zhao Xiangling looked at her and sighed softly.

People are always growing up in constant persecution and loss, and there are some costs that cannot be paid no matter what.

Even if you give, you will sink into eternal pain.

"Your Majesty, Master!" Wood broke her train of thought.

Zhao Xiangling turned his head and saw that Genmu was squatting in front of Zhao Xiang's corpse, as if he was groping for something.

When she got closer, Genmu tore off a mask as thin as a cicada's wings from Zhao Xian's corpse.

He said, "This person is fake. ”

This person is not Zhao Xian at all. I'm afraid he's already on the run.

For this result, Zhao Xiangling was not surprised.

If Zhao Xian really died so easily, she felt strange.

However, even if the person who died was not Zhao Xian, this time they could not be regarded as having no gain.

Anyway, Qinghua is dead.

It's just that the price of her death is very heavy.

Zhao Xiangling turned his head, saw Chen Beici's pale face, raised his eyebrows and sighed again.

Li Ruiqing stood behind her and gently patted her on the shoulder.

Language, at this time, was so pale and weak that he could only use simple body movements to tell her that he had been standing behind her all along.

Zhao Xiangling understood what he meant, and gently put his backhand on his hand.

His hands were hot, not like himself, and they were already cold.

Sun Wunian stood behind them, watching the movements of the two of them, turned his head, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He stood with his hands down, the wind blowing through the hem of his clothes, and he became more and more lonely.

The news of the death of the second son of the Chen family did not spread.

Zhao Xiangling blocked this matter, and the only thing that everyone felt was wrong was that Chen Shangshu did not go to court for a few days.

He recuperated from illness and did not return until about six or seven days.

When I came back, my sideburns were all white, and my face was wrinkled.

The whole person lost his spirit, and he was almost ten years old.

Everyone asked him how his health was, Chen Liangzhou just replied with a smile: "People are old, old, and they almost died of an illness, and it is uncomfortable to say!" ”

Everyone knows that everyone is over half a hundred years old, and most of them understand Chen Liangzhou's suffering.

But no one saw it, and when Chen Liangzhou was laughing, he raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The matter was quickly erased, and no one mentioned it again.

After all, to everyone, it was just a minor illness of Shang Shuling.

However, there is another thing that has to be cared for.

A holy decree came down, and Chen Zihan, the fourth daughter of the Chen family, entered the Supervision Department and participated in daily government affairs.

Women have entered the court, and it may not have been absent since ancient times.

But this is the first time in the history of the southern kingdom that such a woman has an official position.

It can be said that Zhao Xiangling's holy decree completely changed the pattern of the southern country.

Moreover, the Supervision Division, as the most important three division system in the south, was so lightly handed over to a woman with no experience, which is even more unconvincing.

In the face of so much pressure, Zhao Xiangling didn't say anything, just wrote lightly: "Is it me the emperor, or are you the emperor?" ”

"If you have any objections, the emperor will be up to you."

As a result, no matter how much there is an opinion, there is no opinion.

After all, the emperor is still the emperor, even if he has an opinion, he can't say it clearly.

Therefore, everyone's spearhead was aimed at Chen Zihan and the Chen family.

The case of Chen Beijue, which was turned over in the capital, caused an uproar in the court.

The Chen family hook case has become a topic that everyone talks about for a while.