Chapter 228: The Hatred of the World
I heard that the little girl back then had fallen out of the moon and was so embarrassed that she was peerless, and she was known as the first beauty in Nanchi. It is comparable to his little aunt Princess Pingluo, who disappeared for no reason.
But, so what, no matter how beautiful she looks, he can't wait for her to die.
After hating for so many years, maybe God heard his heart and wanted to give him a chance. The prince of Beicang sent people to secretly infiltrate Nanchi in an attempt to say that he would surrender to Guan Peize.
How could he let go of such a good opportunity!
He heard that it was her birthday, so he smiled and thought that he should prepare a birthday gift for her.
Shangguan Mansion betrayed the monarch and was slaughtered overnight. She should love this gift, right?
But when he cornered her, he thought, isn't she the first beauty in Nanchi? Since she deprived him of his right to be a man, he wanted to let her be touched by a thousand husbands, make her life worse than death, make her cry and beg him, and kneel on the ground to confess to her what she had done to him. Let her be the most humble and filthy woman in the world.
He ordered her to be rewarded to the soldiers who had long coveted her. He looked at her bloodstained, desperate and helpless pale face, and his heart was extremely happy.
He still clearly remembers that day she stood on this high city wall, facing the rising sun, her eyes were bright, and she told him word by word that if she did not die, she would definitely subvert his Nanchi country and pick his head with her own hands.
Then, without hesitation, she picked up Shangguan Jiyun and jumped off the moat, drowned in the torrent in the blink of an eye, and disappeared without a trace.
At that time, a strange feeling arose in his heart, that is, she would not die like this, and one day she would come back to him for revenge.
Sure enough, she is alive, alive to be the female general of Beicang, alive to come back to him for revenge, and as she said, she is going to subvert the country of Nanchi.
However, how could he be willing, how could he admit defeat? If he dies before her, he will definitely not be able to close his eyes.
Their hatred for each other has gone deep into their bones, and they all want to break their bodies into pieces.
Situ Rui smiled, looking at the plain armored woman who vomited blood and fell from the horse under the city, and smiled gloomily. Now he is in the city, and she is below the city, across a river and a wall, close at hand, and far away.
The hatred of this life, the hatred of the old world, it's time to put an end to it.
He knew that he couldn't keep Pingyang City. But so what? If he dies, he will also let the entire people of Pingyang City bury him. He just wanted to see the look of the girl he hated so much. He just wanted to see how she wanted to break him to pieces, but he looked helpless.
Now seeing her spitting blood from her mouth, and her heart hurting to death, his mood is extremely good, extremely happy and comfortable.
For so many years, with a stubborn mentality, he hated Shangguan Jiyue and the little girl he met by chance on the bank of the Lishui River with a stubborn mentality.
A light rain fell in the sky again, and the icy rain fluttered between the gray sky and the earth.
With a cold smile on the corner of his lips, Situ Rui quietly looked at the woman under the city who was already on the verge of collapse in the rain, waved his sleeves, and said fiercely: "Miss Shangguan, you are here to slowly remember the Lord Protector and the general of Zhenguo, I am waiting for you to attack this Pingyang City, and I will let the entire people of Pingyang City be buried for me!" Hahaha"
After speaking, he didn't look at Shangguan Jiyue again, laughed wildly and walked away, leaving only two dark brown spirit tablets on the city wall, which were eroded by the rain.
"Big Brother Father"
Shangguan Jiyue's eyes were red, her rain-soaked hair was clinging to her cheeks, and there were droplets of water at the tips of her hair. She wanted to struggle to stand up, she wanted to rush out desperately to snatch back the tablets of her father and eldest brother, even if she died, she was willing.
As if she had exhausted all her strength, she hunched over and helped Huangfu Chen to stand up, and intuitively felt another burst of qi and blood rolling in her chest, vomiting a mouthful of blood again, and her body fell softly.
When Shangguan Jiyue woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and the high fever did not go away, making her limbs sore and weak.
After waking up, Shangguan Jiyue made Huangfu Chen even more worried. The water and rice did not enter for a day and a night, which made Shangguan Jiyue haggard and unlikely.
She sat quietly at the head of the bed, her face full of tears, her eyes unfocused, always staring at the void somewhere, and after a long time, she didn't even blink her eyelids.
Huangfu Chen looked at Shangguan Jiyue distressedly, gently pulled her hand, held her cold fingertips, and said softly: "Yue'er, I understand how you feel in your heart, but if you are depressed like this, isn't that what Situ Rui wants?" ”
The woman's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears dripped silently.
How could she not understand what Huang Fuchen said, but when she saw the spirit cards of her father and eldest brother, she felt like a thousand knives were stuck in her chest, her heart was being tortured by Ling Chi, and she was about to suffocate in bloody pain.
Situ Rui did this just to make her collapse and make the Beicang army in a dilemma. How can she bear to step on the spiritual position of her father and eldest brother to attack Pingyang? She really couldn't do it. That's her blood relatives!
Now if you want to attack Binh Duong, the only way is to snatch back the spiritual positions of your father and eldest brother first. But that's easier said than done. I'm afraid that Situ Rui has already laid a net from heaven and earth, so she will wait for her to throw herself into the net.
If she is captured, Situ Rui will have another weight, he will use her life to blackmail Huangfu Chen to withdraw from the army, and the great cause of the Southern Expedition is likely to be stagnant because of her, and a great opportunity will be missed.
Now whether she advances or retreats, she can't, she can't do anything, she can only watch and watch and can't do anything
"Yue'er, you haven't eaten for a day, drink some porridge. If it goes on like this, the body can't stand it. As Huang Fuchen spoke, he took a bowl of white rice porridge from the table and handed it to her.
Shangguan Jiyue didn't answer, didn't move, and her eyes lost focus again.
Huangfu Chen retracted his hand and asked softly, "Yue'er, do you know what happened outside during the day you were unconscious?" ”
Shangguan Jiyue still didn't have any expression, her eyes were fixed on the void in the corner of the big tent, and she didn't move. As if she hadn't heard what Huang Fuchen said, her haggard appearance made people feel distressed.
Huangfu Chen quietly stared at the woman in front of him, and then said: "The soldiers are asking for orders one after another, asking this king to agree with them to snatch back the spiritual position of General Shangguan. ”
When the woman heard this, her long eyelashes trembled again, and she slowly rolled her eyes to look at Huang Fuchen.
"Yue'er, the soldiers know your identity, and no one blames you. They said that no matter what your identity is, it is the Qi Yu who lives and dies with them, and the Qi general they identify. That will never change. They were all filled with righteous indignation, and collectively asked the king to agree to their expedition, and would rather die than snatch back the spiritual position. From yesterday to now, they have been waiting outside the tent for a day and a night. ”
Shangguan Jiyue's eyelashes trembled violently, and tears welled up in her eyes again, the difference is that there is a little brilliance in this gaze, a focal length, and a thick emotion that cannot be dissolved.
"Really?" The woman gently opened her dry lips, and her voice was hoarse like that of a white-haired old woman.
Huang Fuchen's heart ached fiercely, and he pulled the corners of his lips slightly, trying to make his voice sound calm: "It's true, this king won't lie to you with this kind of thing." ”
Shangguan Jiyue lowered her head, and two strings of crystal dripping silently fell on the placket of her chest.
"So, Yue'er, you have to cheer up." Huang Fuchen gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and scooped up a spoonful of white porridge with a spoon and sent it to her lips.
With tears in her eyes, Shangguan Jiyue drank a bowl of white porridge one by one. She couldn't wait to stand up, although her steps were vain, but she didn't let Huang Fuchen support her, and insisted on walking out of the big tent step by step.
Huang Fuchen followed by his side, looking at Shangguan Jiyue's pale but firm face, and his heart was inexplicably moved. The tough woman he knew was back