Chapter 1089 - Life for Life 5
The Queen Mother took out a dagger from under the bed while talking, and then slowly handed it to Su Wanniang, the expression on her face was resolute and not the slightest fear, and what she said about repaying her life for her life was not perfunctory.
"The dagger was smeared with poison, and the throat was sealed with blood." The Queen Mother raised her eyes and looked at Su Wanniang, "If this still can't relieve your anger, then you can cut the corpse of the mourning family with a thousand knives until you are angry." ”
"Queen Mother!" Ji Anhe looked sadly at the Queen Mother lying on the bed, and then at Su Wanniang, who slowly raised her hand to take the dagger, "Wanniang~"
"This hatred is difficult to peace, how can it be said that it is dissipated?" Su Wanniang smiled coldly, "Even if I eat you alive, put you in the oil pot, and cut off your meat piece by piece, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" ”
Kong Zhishu saw that Su Wanniang had already raised her hand, and hurriedly reached out to wrap her hand in the palm of his hand, and the palms of the two of them were surprisingly cold in this sultry summer.
Can life for life really relieve hatred?
Can killing people really relieve hatred?
Su Wanniang didn't know, even if she was trembling all over her body when she raised the dagger, but her mind was completely blank.
She has never killed anyone in her two lives, and she doesn't know what it feels like to kill someone, but today, she really wants to kill the Queen Mother with her own hands to avenge the Soviet Union.
"Wanniang~" Kong Zhishu shook his head lightly at Su Wanniang, "The Soviet Union is already dead, and the Queen Mother will not live long, why bother to let your hands stain human life for her, let's go back to Shenying Village, we will sit in Shenying Village and wait for the Queen Mother to die by herself, and let her confess to the Soviet Union on Huangquan Road." ”
Kong Zhishu didn't want to kill the Queen Mother, it wasn't that he didn't want to use the blood of the Queen Mother to worship the souls of the Soviet Union and others, but at this moment, the dagger was in Su Wanniang's hands, and Su Wanniang's anger and self-blame in her heart were no less than him.
Kong Zhishu has killed countless people in his life, but he always remembers that the feeling of killing the first person is not uncomfortable at all, and he doesn't want Su Wanniang to be uncomfortable after killing the Queen Mother.
Su Wanniang held the dagger and refused to let go, until Kong Zhishu gently patted the back of her hand to comfort her, and she finally let go of the dagger, and tears burst out of her eyes.
"On the day of the death of the Queen Mother, we camped in the village, and the whole village celebrated!" Su Wanniang's voice was hoarse and low, and tears blurred her vision in an instant.
The ending that was already expected, but when she really got this answer, she might not be able to bear it.
"The emperor and Princess Anping got married, and we won't participate! Leave! Kong Zhishu left a message, pulled Su Wanniang and left Ninghe Palace.
The sun outside the palace is dazzling and scorching, but Su Wanniang doesn't know what mood she should use to block this kind of sunshine.
The Zhenguo General's Mansion became an empty mansion again, Kong Zhishu left with Su Wanniang without waiting for the people of the Shenying Village to arrive in the capital, ten miles away from the capital, where he set up the tombstone of the Soviet Union and others, everyone, in that place, stood quietly for a morning, and then, when the sun was at its highest, he reluctantly left.
Fifteen days later, Su Wanniang and others finally returned to Shenying Village, more than a year, back to this place that can be called home, Su Wanniang was a little homesick, and she felt like a world away, when she saw the familiar grass and trees, she was very angry with red eyes, buried in Kong Zhishu's arms, tears wet the clothes on his chest.