At that moment, he suddenly felt that in the past twenty years, Ye Qingcheng had been torturing their mother and son, but in fact, he was not torturing himself?

Twenty years have come, and they are free, and he can be free—

At that moment, he thought very seriously, if there was an afterlife, he only wished that he would never know Ye Qingcheng, he walked his sunny path, he crossed his single-plank bridge, and the two had nothing to do with each other!

But at the next moment, Ye Qingcheng's lips spit out a fluttering word "chop", but it made his hatred for him for so many years climb to the top again!

He had already decided that he had nothing to do with him, but he didn't want to let him go even to the last step!

A thousand cuts!

He's already like this!

It's been twenty years!

But he won't even give him the last pleasure!

He let him live in peace that he couldn't even die!

Chop –

A thousand cuts!

Every time he goes down, his hatred for him is deeper, how painful the scraping of thousands of knives is, how deep his hatred for him is, if there is an afterlife, he must double the pain he imposed on him and return it to him!

Ye Qingcheng has many capable people, and after twenty years, he has been tortured to only a skeleton frame, and only his last breath is left, and the executioner can actually use a lot of knives, and it took three hundred and sixty knives to finally let him swallow his last breath.

Three hundred and sixty knives, it took twelve hours, during which Ye Qingcheng had been watching from the sidelines, quiet and peaceful, with the joy and restraint of memories, as if he was sipping a pot of good tea, a good book, or reminiscing about someone who was most important.

Ye Qingcheng!

I curse you to be Ye Qingshu's brother all your life, and you can only watch as the non-human she entrusted, suffering and dying of pain, but there is nothing you can do!

I curse you to one day be tormented like me, slashed to death by a thousand swords, and fall into the eighteen layers of hell, and never be reborn!

With infinite resentment and curse towards Ye Qingcheng, he finally swallowed his last breath, but because of that too strong resentment, he couldn't even swallow his last breath.

He doesn't want to die yet, he still wants to take revenge, he wants to make Ye Qingcheng regret it, he wants to make him suffer, he doesn't want to die yet!

He tried his best to stare at his eyes, refusing to be tortured and humiliated to death like this, and in a trance he saw Ye Qingshu again, she was still fresh and beautiful when she first met, looking at him and smiling like a flower.

What if he didn't want to die anymore, he couldn't fight for his life, he couldn't fight Ye Qingcheng, he thought, he was really going to die, and he had already begun to hallucinate.

Even when they first got married, she rarely smiled at him so sweet and splendid, and only three months after they got married, she rarely smiled, even if she laughed, she sneered and laughed!

"Don't thank me, I can't help much."

She said to him.

He was stunned, no thanks?

With her temperament, if she meets him under Jiuquan, she should stab him again and let him die again, right?

"Uncle! The daughter of this old family is different! So beautiful, so kind, no shelf at all! ”

He followed the sound and saw the immature face of his young scholar, and the two big characters "Gongyuan" shining above his head not far away......

Xiao An stared at Ye Qingcheng's figure of helping Emperor Dezhao into the distance, hating and fearing, wishing that he would disappear into this world, be wiped out, and never be able to live forever!

However, the endless pain and fear he inflicted on him for the whole twenty years made him clearly understand that he could not fight him!

Even if he is now the prince of An who is above ten thousand people under one person!

Even if he is now the last prince of the previous life!

Even if Ye Qingcheng is now his "son"!

He can't fight him!

That smart, almost demonic demon!

He has been planning for so long, mobilizing all the connections and forces that Xiao An has hidden for many years, and even ignoring his own and his impression in front of Emperor Dezhao, just to take his life!

He had already given up asking him to watch Ye Qingshu marry him again, have children for himself, torture him for twenty years, and plan to cut him with a thousand knives, just wanted him to live, why was it so difficult!

Obviously, Ah Zhao is not by his side, it is obvious that he is perfect for everything, it is obvious that he is not the deep and cunning Ye Ge Lao in the future, and it is obvious that he is still a young man who is only seventeen years old......

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Ye Qingcheng helped Emperor Dezhao back to the room, took a few steps back, and leaned over to salute, "Imperial grandfather, please go to bed early, and hope to retire."

He lowered his head, Emperor Dezhao couldn't see his expression clearly, and could only hear his voice trying to calm down with an uncontrollable slight tremor and infinite silence.

He wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say at all, and let out a long breath for a long time, "You go to Ah Mingna to squeeze for one night, and from today on, you will follow the son of the world closely, and you are not allowed to neglect it in the slightest!" ”

Two black figures appeared in front of Ye Qingcheng silently, silently kowtowing three heads to Emperor Dezhao, and then kowtowing three times to Ye Qingcheng, "I've seen the son."

Ye Qingcheng was busy refusing, but Emperor Dezhao waved his hand weakly, "Go down, I'm tired."

Ye Qingcheng was silent, leaned over and bowed, "Thank Emperor Grandfather for his grace, I hope to retire."

Ye Qingcheng retreated respectfully, walked out and turned back sharply, except for Wujiu behind him, there was still half a superfluous figure, I don't know when, Yisan Yisi had disappeared into the vast night silently as when they appeared.

Ye Qingcheng looked up at a big and round moon above his head, it turned out that the legendary unpredictable royal secret guard was real!

He was blessed by misfortune!

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Ye Qingcheng went to Xuan Ming's temporary room, but Xuan Ming was not there, Jinyiwei had a lot of power and corresponding responsibilities, and that mess was estimated to be enough for him to be busy all night.

Hmm, Xuan Xiaojunwang's good wish to go to bed early is estimated to be absolutely unfulfilled.

Ye Qingcheng smiled slightly, and lay comfortably on Xuan Ming's bed, he was really tired today, let him fulfill the wish of King Xuan Xiaojun on his behalf.

Ye Qingcheng slept heavily and steadily, and when he woke up, he felt refreshed, well, it was no problem to wear something weighing more than ten pounds and kneel for three days and three nights!

"Awake?"

Xuan Ming's voice with a thick resentment sounded by the window, Ye Qingcheng followed the sound, put on his boots and got out of bed unhurriedly, arched his hand at him, and said with a smile, "It was the emperor's grandfather who ordered him to squeeze in with his cousin all night."

So taking up his bed or something, it definitely has nothing to do with him!

The black aura on Xuan Ming's face became heavier and heavier, but it made the dark circles under his eyes less obvious, so the imperial grandfather just let you squeeze me I have no place to sleep at all?

You are a little white-faced weak scholar, how can you have such a large volume, and you occupy a bed in your life?!

"By the way, I have found out the mystery of that Tsing Yi."