The restoration project of the Winter Palace is still far away, even if there are more than 100,000 soldiers building it day and night, but it is only a rough outline, but there are five castles in the royal family in the North Wind City, and it is not in the way if it is destroyed here, the royal meeting is held as usual, and the queen and the Duke of Nolan are busy these days.

The main hall of the Rowland Palace.

Yue and Ziluo never returned to Lingwan, the two brothers and sisters still can't accept the fact that their father died, and there is not even a corpse left, there is only a broken Yalan Lei steel sword at the scene, and you don't have to guess to know who the murderer is, it is the Lingwu teacher of the two, the night crow.

Why is this happening?

The changes during this time made Yue silent, irritable, and more and more perverse, but he didn't understand why his mother didn't execute these two people.

"I don't have an appetite, Mother, Uncle Nolan, you use it slowly. ”

Yue put down the knife, wiped his mouth, got up and planned to leave the table, he was really not in the mood to eat, no matter how delicious the food was, it couldn't change his bad mood now, especially when he thought that the two impostor sinners were still alive with peace of mind.

The queen looked at Yue's indifferent face, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she swallowed her words back, she didn't want to stimulate her son anymore, he had suffered too much, although the culprit was a puppet, but there was also her shadow behind it, as for Ye Bei's death, if the night crow didn't come that night, would she really be able to do it?

She didn't know, she didn't dare to think about it, she just wanted to protect her child, that's all.

"Moon, sit down. ”

Nolan said in a low voice, he could also see that Yue's state was very bad, and it was true that too many things had happened during this time, but a prince who was about to be crowned king, if he couldn't even withstand this little wind and waves, how could he rest assured that the country would be in his hands?

Yuezu frowned slightly, ignored Nolan, and pushed away the chair to leave the table.

"Brother......" Zi Luo called softly.

"I said that you have no appetite, you eat slowly, by the way, Uncle Nolan, please call me Your Majesty, isn't this basic etiquette?" Yue said impatiently.

"What are you talking about, apologize to Uncle Nolan!"

Even the queen doesn't go down, Nolan and Ye Bei are like brothers, Yue is so disrespectful, it's too rude, not to mention that he hasn't been crowned king yet, even if he ascends the throne, Beiye still has to rely on Duke Nolan.

"Seven days later is your father's funeral, and it is also the day of your coronation, you plan to use this attitude to face the envoys of various countries? Here you can be rude, whether it is your mother or me, you will not care, but what will others think? The dignified monarch of the North Ye Kingdom is as naïve as a child, how can he be worthy of the throne of king?"

Nolan cut the foie gras on the plate expressionlessly, and ate slowly, Ye Bei died, as the godfather of the month, he had to educate this prince well.

"I can't afford it!? Yes, I can't afford it, I just happen to be the son of the king, it happens that my father is dead, it happens that I only have one sister, what do you think I'm a waste prince, right, I'm a waste, I'm useless, why should I be the king, I'm also curious, why should I be the king, why don't you do this, Uncle Nolan, you can be this king, on the day of the coronation, I will announce that I will give you the throne, okay?" Anyway, you Nuo family have so many troops, guarding the northern border, how powerful, no one will object, what royal family, I think it's not as good as shit at all!"

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time exploded at this moment, and he roared loudly at Nolan, so frightened that the table knife in Ziluo's hand fell off.

Promise stared at the food on the plate silently, and lost his appetite, he felt the same way for what happened to Yue, Yue died of his father, he died of his mother, he also wanted to vent his anger like this, but he couldn't, as Nolan's eldest son, he must always be sober and sane.

Syllable!

"Shut up!"

The queen got up suddenly and slapped Yue's face red, she tried to restrain her emotions that were about to get out of control, but this slap had to be beaten, whether it was for Education Moon or for Nolan to see, she had to beat.

Nolan glanced up at Yue, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and wiped his mouth slowly. "If you are not the son of His Majesty, you can be a waste, no one wants to care about you, even if you go to beg, sell yourself, and be a slave, it doesn't matter, no one will care about your life or death, but you are the prince, the monarch of the Northern Ye Kingdom in seven days, how can a monarch be a waste? ”

Yue gritted his teeth and glared at Nolan, kicked away the chair behind him, and left the table angrily, he didn't dare to continue to talk back, the queen's slap made him sober up a lot, Nolan is his godfather, and he is the pillar of the North Ye Kingdom, at least now......

Zi Luo was also in the mood to eat, so she timidly apologized and followed.

"Father, the moon is ......"

Promise opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, one was his best friend, the other was his father, he was really uncomfortable being caught in the middle, he had known that he would go back to Storm's Rest, at least to eat with Uncle Nohe and them, he wouldn't eat so depressed.

"I'm really sorry, this time has changed a lot, he wasn't like this before, please don't take it to heart. ”

The queen barely calmed down, but the hand hidden in her sleeve was still trembling, she only felt helpless at the moment, when Ye Bei was still alive, she didn't need to worry about everything, since Ye Bei died, she knew how tired it was to deal with government affairs, and if Nolan didn't help, she couldn't hold on alone.

"It's useless for others to tell him that it's wrong, that's all there is to it, no matter how much he says, it's useless to say more, only when he makes a mistake, will he really understand what to do, what not to do, what to say, what not to say, Yue is Ye Bei's son, I believe he will understand. ”

Nolan naturally didn't care about the moon child's temper, if he had such a small belly, it would be impossible for him to continue to stay in North Wind City to help the queen share the pressure, he was indeed too disappointed at the time of the trial, if he really wanted to investigate, what could he do if he raised the flag and rebelled, but he still remembered the words of Master Mu Bai.

Once the war starts, there is no telling when it will stop.

Compared with these, he was more concerned about the funeral and coronation in seven days, how the foreign envoys would react, and how the princes of the Northern Ye Kingdom would react?

Will the coronation really be smooth sailing?

For some reason, he faintly felt a little uneasy, at this moment, there were many undercurrents under the seemingly calm North Wind City, and how many undercurrents that he couldn't see were choosing people to devour.

......

Although he was not executed, what is the difference between being imprisoned in this room and dying, the puppet left on his own, leaving the two in the city of the North Wind City, thinking about it, the plan failed, and the puppet was naturally useless.

'Moon''s eyes have completely lost their brilliance, he is already completely desperate, he wishes to die immediately, this plan fails, as a nameless person, he will lose the value of existence.

Now he is nothing, he doesn't know who he is, he doesn't know what he should do, and he doesn't know what he lives for......

There is no one to guide him, not even murder or suicide, no, no one will tell him clearly what to do now.

'Zi Luo' is slightly better than him, at least he can eat and drink on his own, but 'Yue' can't even do this most basic thing, and has completely become like a puppet, if 'Zi Luo' hadn't fed him food and drink, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

"Drink. ”

'Violet' gently stroked his chapped lips and took a glass of water and handed it to his lips.

'Moon' turned his head blankly, opened his mouth sluggishly, and the water flowed down his chin, wetting his clothes, and only a small amount was subconsciously drunk into it, so as to maintain his life.

"Eat. ”

Shiro took a slice of bread, soaked it in water to soften it completely, tore off a bit, and slowly stuffed it into Yue's mouth, fortunately, he hadn't forgotten how to swallow it.

It's good to live, and since the merciful have given up on them, try to live for yourself.

'Ziluo' wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth, leaned on his shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the black and white temple, there is no color, even life and death are gray, they have no parents and family, no friends and lovers, they don't even have names, nameless people can become anyone, but none of them are any.

Virtuous people give them a reason to exist, to kill, to kill by any means.

When this reason is deprived, when the merciful give up on them, the 'moon' is like a puppet with a broken thread, lost in the darkness, never to find itself.

The life of the nameless man is full of pain and anxiety, living in a mask every day, hovering between life and death, suffering is the beginning, death is the end, and only death is complete liberation.

Only death is liberation!

'Yue' seemed to think of something, he suddenly got up and pushed 'Ziluo' away, snatched the water glass, smashed it to pieces, picked up a sharp piece and stabbed it in his neck, for him, lost the reason for existence, life is pain, it is suffering, only death can be eternal liberation.

Warm blood dripped on his hands, 'Yue' lowered his head blankly, looked at her cut palm, as if he had been drained of strength, and sat down against the wall in a daze, he forgot what he was doing.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't think about it anymore, I'll sing to you, okay?"

'Zi Luo' took the fragment from his hand, threw it aside, ignored the injured palm, and hummed softly with a beat, "Sleep, sleep, don't hesitate, sleep, sleep, don't be sad, don't cry, don't be afraid, the day will break, forget the pain, forget the restlessness......"

Blood seeped through his sleeves, and I hope that in his dreams, he would have no pain or sorrow......