The door was kicked open from the outside, and Fan put her arms around her son, watching her drunken husband stagger in and walk in. 8≥>1 Chinese≯ <≦<.<8≤1

Seeing that he was holding a sword in his hand, Fan's eyes widened, and he didn't even dare to gasp loudly.

"Master?"

Her son was hiding in his mother's arms, and he was afraid, but unlike his mother's, his fear was even more dazed.

The figure of the father should have been familiar and close. But the man who walked in with the light on his back couldn't see his face clearly, and the long shadow dragged on the ground, and he shivered inexplicably, and leaned closer into his mother's arms.

Fan took a deep breath, and she let go of her hand and stood up, hiding her son behind her skirt.

"Master, why are you here so late?"

The man in front of her looked so strange, Fan asked herself, she had been sharing a bed with this man for ten years, and she had been scared for ten years.

Like his father, the branch of King Yu who has been expelled from the clan to become a commoner, and the only surviving son of King Yu also dreams of being a hopeless emperor.

Even though he pretends to be very good in front of people, even if he can hide it from outsiders, how can he hide it from his wife who gets along with him every day?

She was terrified every day. She couldn't do anything about her husband's family's consistent ambitions, and she didn't know how to persuade and dispel his thoughts.

She lived like this day by day, worried that one day, a catastrophe would befall their family.

She is not afraid of death, but she is a mother, and her children are still so young and not sensible. When the day of the disaster comes to the door, it must be that there are no eggs under the nest, what should the son do?

She was trying to figure out how to save her son's life.

But now the officers and soldiers have not come to the door to raid and arrest her, but her husband broke into her house with a sword. He was full of alcohol, and there was undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

Fan's heart was cold.

Li Liang's hand holding the sword slowly raised, and the tip of the sword was directed towards Fan's chest.

"Sir?" Fan instinctively took half a step back, and reluctantly excused herself for her husband: "Are you drunk?" I'll have someone cook some hangover soup to ......."

"Hmph." The man let out a sneer, because he had poured a whole pot of liquor just now, and now his tongue and hands and feet were a little numb, and he could barely hold the sword.

"I'm not drunk."

He felt that not only was he not drunk, but he was even more sober than he had been in years.

It's all over, it's all over. After preparing for so long, I thought I could hit it with one hit, but it was still a failure.

Others may be able to get out of this, but he can't.

In fact, he had thought before the incident that this matter would really come to fruition, and most of the people who sat on the throne were not him. But if it fails, then he must be the culprit.

He understands both.

But he was not reconciled.

He just wasn't reconciled.

Li Liang is not his original name, he is the same generation as the emperor, according to the ranking, he is still the emperor's cousin.

But because his father rebelled against the king, he was lucky to save his life, but he was no longer a dragon son and phoenix grandson, and he fell into the abyss from the high clouds, and even his original name was deprived.

If he had never lived such a prosperous and glorious life since he was born, he had not always heard that he had ever been so close to the position of the Ninety-Five...... It's only one step away, maybe he will live a better life in this life.

But he knows it all, he remembers it all. How glorious it was in the past, how humble it is now. How rich in the past is, how embarrassed it is now. Every day, every day, he was tormented by this life.

He didn't want to live like a dog until he was old and died, shaking his head and begging for mercy.

Right now...... It's about time.

"You get it." Li Liang looked at his wife. He also once thought that it was her misfortune that his wife married him, and besides him, she was better than she was now.

But sometimes he thinks, why can he only live with such a mediocre woman for the rest of his life? The emperor sits on three palaces and six courtyards, and all the beauties in the world can be picked and picked up at will. His son was born with fine clothes and food, and he was destined to be a king......

"Someone will probably break open the door and rush in tomorrow morning, maybe it won't be tomorrow morning, maybe it won't be tonight." Li Liang's sword was handed forward: "You also know what the result is when it falls into the hands of those people, it is impossible to die happily when the time comes." Let's be husband and wife, and I'll send you on your way. ”

Fan gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously: "Master, are you trying to kill me?" So, what about Ming'er? ”

At the mention of his son, Li Liang's hand paused, but he had never hugged his son since he was born, and he had never been asked, and the relationship between father and son was not deep at all. Usually, he attaches great importance to his heirs and his own bloodline, but now......

"Why should he be condemned in the hands of those men? Let him go with his father and mother, and he will not be afraid of loneliness when he goes underground. ”

Her husband wanted to kill herself, although Fan also had resentment, but she also knew that being killed by a sword at this time was already a decent and simple way to die.

But children are different!

No mother would tolerate the killing of her child right in front of her eyes.

"Master, is there no other way? Don't you know many people? Those who come at night and leave before dawn, don't they have a good way? They must have a way, they can send Ming'er away, send him far away, leave the capital, and go to a place where no one knows him and no one can find him? You don't need to be rich, as long as you can live peacefully for your wife, so that she can grow up and live. ”

"It's too late...... Li Liang sneered, "It's too late." They all know that I have a son and will not let him go. Don't say it, you close your eyes, it's all at once, it won't hurt too much. ”

Fan's hands were clasped tightly together: "But the master sent that girl away a few days ago." ”

The girl was serving in the study, and her husband had already taken her in, but he had not placed her in another, and she was still serving in front of her with the girl's head.

Just before the emperor left Beijing, the girl was gone.

What else does Fan not understand?

Eighty percent of the girl had the seed left by her husband in her belly, and her husband must have thought that the whole family would inevitably die after the defeat before this incident.

So he sent the girl away early.

If that girl gives birth to the child well, then the bloodline of the king will not be severed.

Fan wanted to cry and scream, but her chest seemed to be frozen into ice, so heavy and cold, that her heart was also cold.

"Why can we send her away, but we can't keep our son?" Fan asked with a crying voice.

These words really made Li Liang speechless for a moment.

But he immediately refuted his wife: "Can this be compared! She has no name, no one will pay attention to her, and no one will pay attention to the few maids in the family. Don't be jealous at such times. If she gives birth to a child, you will also get a share of incense to worship in the future. ”

There is no more outrageous thing to say.

If it weren't for the wrong timing and atmosphere, Fan would have almost laughed angrily.

This man wants to kill her own son, but says he wants the son of a handmaid who has nothing to do with her to offer her incense?

What bloodline, what family background, what posthumous sacrifices, those are all what men think.

Fan just wants his son to live.

"Sir, it's not too late. The concubine's nursing mother's family has left the country, let's send Ming'er away and let them take Ming'er away, as long as they can get out of Beijing, as long as they can get out of Beijing! Naturally, they will try to arrange the rest of the matter. ”

Li Liang was unmoved: "Don't be whimsical, our house must have been targeted for a long time, let alone send a person, even a mouse don't want to get out." Don't be verbose...... In this life, even if I can't stand you, if there is an afterlife, I will compensate your mother and son. ”

Fan couldn't cry: "I don't want the next life, I just want this life to ......"

Li Liang took another step forward, and Fan knelt down in front of her husband: "Master! ”

As soon as she knelt like this, the tip of Li Liangping's sword pointed into the air, and the alcohol made his movements numb and sluggish, and before he could stab the sword down, Fan suddenly felt something from his sleeve, clenched it tightly with both hands, and stabbed forward hard.

What she pulled out was a short blade, Li Liang couldn't have imagined that his wife, who was usually silent and peaceful, would suddenly make a move, he only felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and when he slowly lowered his head to look, he saw his wife holding the handle of the knife with both hands, pulled it out hard, and stabbed him again.

Li Liang's hand shook, and the sword fell to the ground, smashing into the ground of the blue brick with a loud choking sound.

Blood splashed Fan's face, but her hand did not hesitate at all, nor did she tremble.

People are cornered and can do anything.

"Ming'er, turn your head and close your eyes." Fan turned around and ordered.

The son obediently closed his eyes.

He didn't see what his mother did just now, and Li Liang didn't scream. The child didn't know that his father had come to kill them just now, and that his mother had just taken the opportunity to stab his father first.

Li Liang felt that the temperature and strength of his whole body had flowed away from the opening in his abdomen.

He went limp and watched Fan stagger out with his son.

"Useless ......" they can't run. Now this is just a waste of effort, and in the coming day it is inevitable that you will die, and you will have to suffer many more living sins.

Fan killed him, he didn't hate her.

Anyway, he had planned to kill his wife and children before committing suicide.

His vision became more and more blurred, and he could already see the figure of the mother and son in front of him.

Regret it?

At this time, on the verge of dying, he asked himself this sentence in his heart.

Do you regret what you did before?

In the end, he couldn't give himself an answer.

Li Liang died in the room with the door open.

Until he dies, he is just a commoner Li Liang.