Fu Yuexin's palm was shocked and numb, and she fell in a pool of blood.

She raised her teary eyes and looked at Zhan Xinglan in despair.

"Lan'er, Lianggong is gone. He's gone, he's gone from me."

Fu Yuexin's tears kept overflowing from her eyes and slid down her neck.

The pale blue eyes are even drowned in tears, and they can't see their original color.

She lay on Dai Lianggong's body and cried desperately, but her throat couldn't make a sound as if it was being burned by flames.

It turns out that when people are overly sad, they can't cry.

Zhan Xinglan's eyes were slightly red, and he turned his head to look at Wen Shanhou.

"Marquis Wenshan, I dare to ask you a few words. Compared to a pair of flesh-and-blood sentient beings who will not swerve until death, are those ancestral teachings that are rigid and dogmatic for women so important?"

"Princess De'an has never harmed anyone, she does her duty to do what a princess of a country should do, and she adheres to her love and loyalty to the young Langjun in her heart, is such a woman so unbearable in Wen Shanhou's heart?"

Wen Shanhou stared blankly at Dai Lianggong's corpse curled up in a pool of blood.

That eye is as sad as autumn.

"I really didn't expect that my son, who had been carefully cultivated, would be forced to me for a princess with a complicated identity. It is better to die than to marry someone who should not be married in the future and be insulted and reviled by the world!"

Zhan Xinglan thought that he would hear Wen Shanhou's confession, but what he didn't expect to hear was such cold words.

"Wen Shanhou, I respect you for all your old illnesses and injuries for the country, but I never thought that you were so cold-blooded and ruthless! He's your own son!"

"So what? Don't let such a son be!"

"It's so sad that General Dai has a father like you."

Wen Shanhou suddenly looked at Zhan Xinglan with tears in his eyes.

"You know what! If they were together, the eyes of the world would have humiliated my son to death. I just want my son to be safe, what's wrong?"

"Wen Shanhou is under the banner of being good for General Dai, forcing him to the end of suicide. Wen Shanhou really thinks that it is for him that you forcibly broke up a pair of lovers and forced General Dai to turn his back on his beloved woman?"

Zhan Xinglan asked from the bottom of his heart, and Wen Shanhou was speechless for a while.

"Does Marquis Wen Shanhou know what General Dai wants? As a father, a word that is good for him can use him as a marionette and control his life. Now that he's dead, it's a relief, at least he doesn't have to be at your mercy anymore."

"It's a pity that General Dai is a good man with flesh and blood, love and righteousness, he waited ten years to wait for the woman he loved, but now he is separated forever. His only wish was shattered by your own hands, Marquis Wen. Wen Shanhou, you won, is this the result you want?"

Zhan Xinglan's words were like a heavenly thunderbolt, directly splitting Wen Shanhou's heavenly spirit cover.

His gaze instantly shrank.

It was only at this moment that he was enlightened, and it turned out that he had killed his own son with his own hands.

It was he who threw the grave with his own hands and pushed his son into it.

......

Scenes from the past surfaced in Wen Shanhou's mind.

He was blind in one eye and had a broken leg.

Since then, he has been extremely mean to Dai Lianggong.

The young Dai Lianggong wanted to touch the fish and play, but at this time, a man with a hateful face would come pushing a wheelchair.

"Liang Gong! Can you review your homework today? Is Zama walking long enough?"

Dai Lianggong threw down the small fish jumping in his hand, stood in the water timidly and replied:

"I'm done studying, and I've been walking for a long time."

"In that case, let's go and drive the stakes! You have to beat 3,000 times before you are allowed to eat!"

"Oh."

When the hateful-looking man was gone, Dai Lianggong's mother would come and pull the depressed Dai Lianggong to the ground.

"Lianggong, so is your father

For your own sake, he is afraid that you will be scarred like him, so you must listen to your father."

......

When Dai Lianggong grew up, he was selected by Empress Yue as the prince's companion because of his extraordinary martial arts.

Dai Lianggong went to the palace every day, listened to the teachings of famous men and women with the prince, and received the advice of the master together.

I don't know when it began, Wen Shanhou found that after Dai Lianggong came back from the palace, he often smiled.

He was suspicious, picked up the stick, and slowly walked towards Dai Lianggong, who was reading the book.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sticks rained down on Dai Lianggong's body.

In the helpless cry, Wen Shanhou scolded him loudly.

"Say! Didn't you study and practice martial arts well in the palace! You and the prince are messing around day by day, what kind of fame have you learned!"

"Father, I don't. Ahh Dai Lianggong was beaten and had no way to hide, so he could only curl up in the corner aggrievedly, "If the father doesn't believe it, you can ask the prince and the prince, the son really doesn't have no skills."

Hearing this, Wen Shanhou stopped beating.

"I warn you, don't let me know you're messing around in the palace. Otherwise, next time it will be even harder than this one!"

With that, Wen Shanhou pushed the wheelchair and left the room.

At this time, Mrs. Wen Shanhou would rush in and hug Dai Lianggong distressedly.

"Lianggong, don't blame your father, he is afraid that you will not learn and have no skills, and it is also for your good."

......

Later, Dai Lianggong rose all the way to the rank of general from Sanpin Yunlu.

For the fact that the seventh princess was returned to China, Dai Lianggong took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the border to quell the chaos.

When Wen Shanhou heard this, he waited at the gate early with the beaten round and smooth stick.

But when Dai Lianggong stepped into the door in a military uniform, the first thing he saw was not his father, but the stick in his father's hand.

He smiled indifferently and asked:

"Does my father want to hit me again?"

"Your words and deeds represent the position of my Dai family! Shouldn't you be beating up for a mere princess talking nonsense in the court today?"

"Father will fight if he wants! The son doesn't feel that he is at fault, even if his father beats him, he is also going to go on the expedition."

Wen Shanhou looked up at the tall young general in front of him, but he didn't know where to get the stick in his hand.

He suddenly realized that he could no longer control his child with beatings.

"Without my careful cultivation, can you become a young general? Now you have hardened your wings, and you dare to speak up to your father. Yes, yes, my carefully taught son is so unfilial!"

Wen Shanhou threw away the stick in his hand, turned his wheelchair and walked towards the inner courtyard with a disappointed face.

Sure enough, Dai Lianggong couldn't bear the responsibility for the word "filial piety" in his heart.

He quickly caught up with Wen Shanhou, "Father, my son has a reason to go to quell the chaos, and when my son returns from the expedition, let my father punish him!"

Marquis Wen Shanhou did not say anything, but he really starved him for three days after Dai Lianggong returned from the expedition.

......

Wen Shanhou gritted his teeth and forced himself to stop remembering.

But the pictures of him abusing and manipulating Dai Lianggong were like sea water, and they kept churning into waves in his mind.

He had to admit that it was he who made the young general, and it was he who ruined Dai Lianggong's hope and life.

Zhan Xinglan looked at Wen Shanhou who was in tears, and remembered the bits and pieces between Wen Shanhou's father and son that he learned from Fu Yuexin yesterday.

Perhaps at this moment, Wen Shanhou is also thinking about the past.

It's just that I don't know if he realizes that he did wrong, or he stubbornly feels that Dai Lianggong is innocent of death.

Zhan Xinglan held his breath and asked:

"Marquis Wenshan, General Dai chose to commit suicide to end the matter in order to protect both loyalty and righteousness. I have the courage to implore Wen Shanhou about it, and Wen Shanhou is willing to let him go after his death, so that he and the Seventh Princess will eventually become a family, and he will be his whole

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Wen Shanhou slowly raised his single eye, his face full of exhaustion and haggardness.

"Princess Kedean, would you like to marry a dead man?"

At this time, Fu Yuexin got up from Dai Lianggong's body, half of her face was stained with blood, and her eyes were as red as two cherries.

She turned her face, looked at Wen Shan resolutely, lightly opened her lips and said slowly:

"I am willing, whether he is dead or alive, human or ghost, I am willing to marry him."

Wen Shanhou's heart was shocked, and he immediately cried and laughed loudly.

"Good! It is a blessing for my son to be treated like this to his wholehearted wife."

With that, he lowered his eyes, as if a needle was piercing him.

He regretted it.

If he had understood this earlier, Dai Lianggong would not have become the cold corpse lying on the ground now.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.

Fu Yuexin smiled and reached out with tears to caress Dai Lianggong's cheek.

This time, she didn't withdraw her hand.

"Lianggong, did you hear me? Marquis Wen Shanhou has agreed to our marriage, and I will soon be your wife. You wait for me, after we get married, I will go to Huangquan Road to find you, you must not go too fast."

Zhan Xinglan looked at Wen Shanhou, who kept shaking his head, and asked:

"Wen Shanhou, do you regret it?"

"Repentance? What about repentance? It's too late to regret it. It is his misfortune that Liang Gong has a father like me."

Wen Shanhou's body trembled, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood.

"If there is a regret medicine in this world, will you still persecute General Dai?"

Wen Shanhou shook his head and did not speak.

"That being the case, General Dai! You can wake up."

As soon as the words fell, Dai Lianggong, who fell in a pool of blood, suddenly moved, and then came back to life in the frightened expressions of Wen Shanhou and Fu Yuexin, and straightened up.

"Good, good?"

Fu Yuexin's fear instantly turned into grievance.

She wrapped her arms around Dai Lianggong's waist and cried so much that pear blossoms brought rain.

Dai Lianggong hugged Fu Yuexin and gently rubbed her hair.

"I'm sorry, Yue'er, I'm worried about you."

Wen Shanhou was stunned, "This, what the hell is going on?"

"All of this is the idea of Princess Ling."

Dai Lianggong looked at Zhan Xinglan, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Princess Ling?"

Wen Shanhou looked up and down at the little girl dressed in maid costume.

"So you are the famous Princess Ling?"

Zhan Xinglan smiled slightly, "Marquis Wenshan, how dare I be famous and famous. Today, I came in disguise and let General Dai perform this play, which is really a helpless move. provoked Wen Shanhou and Seventh Sister to cry so sadly, and I ask for your understanding."

"But I saw with my own eyes that Ryogong stabbed the dagger into his abdomen, and there were blood stains all over the ground......