Although Master Zixiao could no longer hear what he said, he still knelt down in front of Master Zixiao and spoke softly.
"You have never loved, and you don't know what this feeling is. It will bring hope, desire, and expectation to people. It will make people burn with hope in despair. It will make people's hearts become It's sweet and sour. This feeling is far stronger than hatred, so for this feeling, I am willing to give up hatred. Compared with her, what is the throne?"
He raised the corners of his lips, a gentle smile on his face.
This tenderness had never appeared on his cold face. At this moment, his face was radiant.
It's a pity that the master of Zixiao Pavilion can no longer be seen.
Chu Shaoyang raised his head, looked into the void, and said softly: "Chu Mochuan, I hated you before, I hated you for taking away my throne, I hated you for taking away my woman, but now, I give the throne back I gave it to you, and I took away the woman who belonged to you. From now on, you and I will owe each other nothing, and we will never meet again in this life! I will take her to a place where no one can find her, but don’t worry, I will I will not hurt her, I will only love her more than you do. As for the child in her belly, I will treat it as my own child and raise him well. He will not know who is him. "My biological father, are you relieved?"
"My father once said that he once gave her a medicine that would make her forget everything, so she lost her previous memories. My father also told me that this medicine has no antidote, and she would sometimes remember The past fragments, but whenever she really thinks about it, she will die! Therefore, letting her stay with you is the most dangerous thing, because you will do whatever it takes to remind her of the past. Such an ending. It just accelerated her death! I take her away, I will continue to give her that medicine, I will make her forget you completely, I will uproot you from her memory, I will make her She no longer knows who Chu Mochuan is! In this way, she will always stay with me, and she and I will never be separated... "
As he spoke, the smile on his face became more and more gentle.
*
Half an hour later, when Mo Chuan and Zhui Feng rushed to the underground stone prison, all they saw was a body that had turned cold.
That was the body of the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.
Lying tightly on the cold stone bed.
A black cloth covered his face.
The door of the stone prison was open, and a gust of wind swept in, sweeping away the piece of black cloth and dancing in the air like a black butterfly.
Mo Chuan's eyes did not follow the black butterfly, but fell on the pale face of Zixiao Pavilion Master without a trace of blood.
This face is an ugly and wrinkled face.
Ugly, and old.
He could hardly believe that this was his beloved, elegant, aloof and aloof cousin.
"Your Majesty, his body is not completely stiff yet. He should have been dead for less than half an hour." Xiaosi stepped forward, touched the body, and made a quick judgment.
He didn't have the slightest impression of the late emperor. When the late emperor was kidnapped, he was only a few years old and an ignorant child, so he didn't understand Mo Chuan's current state of mind at all.
Seeing that Mo Chuan stared blankly at the body of the Master of Zixiao Pavilion without moving, he couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, the Queen..."
Ning'er!
Mo Chuan was shocked and quickly recovered from the memories of the past.