Ex-Girlfriend Blackens Every Day

Chapter 392: 392. Ming Yueguang's ex-girlfriend (30)

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The river lanterns rippled finely on the moonlit water.

The cyan skirt flutters layer upon layer, like a peacock's tail feathers, exuding beauty in the meandering way.

until she came to the stern.

Stand before the emperor.

She raised her face, "Lang Jun, what kind of nightmare did you have last night? This chaotic man actually said such words that made me sad."

Lin Langyu raised her hand and caressed his cheek.

In mid-air, he was held tightly by a man.

The force wasn't too heavy, but she could still feel some pain.

"Lang Jun, you hurt my concubine."

She frowned slightly, arousing pity.

Zhou Xuecheng looked down at the person, seeing the beauty spreading from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and her bright red lips still telling lies that moved his heart.

"The Lin Talisman is gone."

He said something out of nowhere.

Lin Lang understood.

She lowered her eyes.

The other party couldn't hear any joy or anger in his tone, and he narrated flatly, "This Lin Talisman can control the three armies far away, and can mobilize secret guards at close range. It is the symbol of power in the world of my Zhou family. Two years ago, I got it from my father. It. No, it should be said that I snatched it abruptly, with these blood-stained hands."

"The appearance of my father at that time, heh, I still remember it clearly. He sweated a lot, a sallow, wrinkled old face, his lips were pale, without a trace of blood. He was already terminally ill, and seeing me rebellious When I took the lin talisman and forged the edict of succession, I was so angry that I fell off the dragon bed. The sound was loud and embarrassing."

"He hit his head."

"Then moved his knees, trying to crawl towards me."

"When I climbed to the fifth step, I died."

"Death will never rest in peace."

In front of him, slowly die.

No more sound.

"At that moment, do you know what I was thinking?" He looked calm, "I was thinking, well, it's finally done, from now on I will be the king, the widow, the world is the minister, no one can stop me marry you."

Then, at that moment, warmth hit his eyes.

This person, apart from being a high-ranking emperor, also has the sinner who caused his mother and concubine to die in depression in the Sangong Sixth Court.

Or his father.

The man who hugged him when he was a child and rode a big horse with him.

Linlang's wrist was grabbed by him, and as he sank into memories, the force intensified, and traces of red marks gradually appeared.

Her expression remained unchanged.

"Your Majesty is now a king, why dwell on the past?"

He shook his head, "No, you are wrong. I have never indulged in the past. Sometimes, I feel that I am born with a cruel heart. People are like grass, and lives are like flies. I have never paid attention to the lives of others. "

"I still had blood on my face, and the next day, I stepped on the bones of my dearest relatives to ascend to the supreme position."

Zhou Xuecheng turned his head, his eyes seemed to have nowhere to fall, and he passed the Buddhist temple not far away.

It was a temple full of incense, and at night, the temple was lit with candles, making it brilliant.

Faintly, there was the sound of wooden fish beating.

It seems that the Buddha is whispering in the ear, a Zen machine that cannot be missed.

"In this life, I will kill the gods, the Buddha, my father, my younger brother, and my teacher. I will kill all those who stand in my way. I will fight against the world and create a path for our future. I know that the reincarnation of heaven pays attention to retribution. A vicious person like me, who has done all the bad things, will fall into the endless hell after death, suffer forever, and never be reborn."

The color of his lips became thinner, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "But so what? If you can walk with me, if you can be with me, it doesn't matter. I'm ready, maybe it's chaos. If shot by an arrow, the body may be divided by five horses, and the ground will be covered with thorns, so it will not end well."

"But, I just didn't expect it."

"The person I want to protect even if I betray all sentient beings, the person who wants to dig out my heart to her, when she wants to kill me, what should I do?"

"Tell me, what should I do?"

so what

His expression was blank for a moment, like a lost child staring blankly at someone.

Tears without knowing it.

What he has done so far is just to be able to love one person deeply.

But if this person doesn't love him, what are his efforts and sacrifices

The paper is full of absurdity, and a pillow of yellow beams.

He wanted to sleep forever in this ridiculous yellow beam, but it still hurts.

That kind of pain was not enough to tear his heart, but it was threaded tightly like silk thread, with thousands of threads, which made him feel a dull pain.

"Lang Jun, don't be like this, Jin Niang is afraid..."

The woman wore an unmarried maid's hair bun, with apricot-yellow bead flowers on her black hair, making her look like a sixteen-year-old girl.

The eyebrows and eyes are soft, resembling the outline of the year.

"enough!"

He stopped her abruptly.

"The widow is tired of listening to the lies for two years, and now—I don't want to hear any more!"

Red threads appeared in the other party's glaze-like eyes, and ferocious veins appeared on the back of his hands.

Lin Lang's wrist was almost crushed.

"Since you don't want to be the queen of the widow's country, then get out of the way and never appear in front of the widow! Otherwise, the widow will never forgive you lightly."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Lang was hugged by his waist.

"Boom—"

The bamboo pole fell into the water.

She fell on the plank.

But it is the wooden board of the painting boat that is very close to the boat.

Immediately someone helped her up, as if they were waiting for her.

Lin Lang looked up at the people in the opposite boat.

The man still maintained the posture of embracing her, but his eyes were very red.

Those tears were forbeared and restrained, just like him, in front of her, he always kept his proportions just right.

It was rare for Lin Lang to see the emperor lose control.

"Jin...Miss Xin."

His voice was dry and he pretended to be calm.

"It's about you and my husband and wife. The widow simply sent the Buddha to the west. There are some entanglements left on the boat, and a carriage is prepared for you at the post station. You can go out of the city together with the troupe who came to Beijing to perform at dawn." .”

"Without a widow, I will never return to Beijing in this life..."

Get as far away from him as possible.

"Your Majesty... is this trying to drive me away?"

Lin Lang bit her lip.

"At such a juncture, why are you pretending?" Zhou Xuecheng was determined, "You deceived me, betrayed my trust, stole the Lin Talisman and gave it to the rebels, so why should I keep you, a femme fatale, by my side and continue to harm me?" ?"

The beauty is so pitiful, and the pear blossoms are raining.

"Lang Jun, Jin Niang didn't want to, but that was the request of her deceased husband and brother..."

"Deceased husband... heh... until now, what you care about is still that person..."

Missed, not wrong, but passed.

He only hated that he was obsessed with imperial power and the supreme position back then, but forgot that people's hearts are changeable.

He doesn't want the sincerity she holds in both hands.

As a result, it fell into the situation where lovesickness ended without a disease like today.

Step by step, you will rule the world.

But that's all.

Zhou Xuecheng covered his eyes with one hand, unable to hide his remorse for wanton indulgence.

In a trance, I heard her say, "Brother Liangyu, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the army will approach the city, come with me."

He opened his eyes suddenly.

She squatted on the edge of the painting boat and stretched out her hand vigorously towards him.

Xiao Qingmei also cried hard, sobbing, "I, I know I was wrong. It's my fault, I shouldn't be soft-hearted for a moment... You come with me, can you come with me? Let's walk far away together, Jinniang swears, Jinniang will definitely forget about the general, and stay with you forever."

"What you said... is true?"

She nodded vigorously.

The man hesitantly stretched out his fingertips and gently touched her palm.

Just when Lin Lang was about to grab his hand, he quickly shrank away.

Never stuck out again.

"With your words, brother..."

Death is also willing.

Come with me—the best love words he'd ever heard.

But why is it so late

If it was five days ago, five days ago when nothing happened, he could still allow her, her wanton and lawless demands.

Maybe he really abandoned this country and ran away with her.

"Take care of yourself."

He backed away slowly.

Facing her, he showed the most gentle smile in his life, wrapped in deep affection.

"Boom!"

A figure fell into the water, splashing layers of water.

The lotus lantern was shaken by the waves.

He swam to the shore, and despite the shrill cries behind him, he didn't look back.

Can't go back.

You can't be softhearted.

Two people, one has to survive.

He was shrewd all his life and never traded at a loss.

That silly girl is always so soft-hearted that it's inappropriate.

Giving the Lin Talisman to someone else is equivalent to handing over his life gate.

He protected the Xinyi Palace so that it was watertight, and did not let her know the dangerous wind and rain outside.

She didn't even know that her own lord was already a "faint lord".

When soldiers approach the city, it is a sign of national subjugation.

In this battle, he had a seven-point chance of winning, but she gave up the original five-point chance to the enemy.

He was angry, puzzled, and even once thought of asking her to pay for her life.

Today's trip, he wanted to kill her, no matter whether she died at the hands of the enemy or imprisoned the day after tomorrow, he couldn't tolerate it.

In the end, he was bought off by a bunch of candied haws.

It's so coaxing.

Zhou Xuecheng laughed at himself.

The willows on the bank and the mountains in the distance are only faint shadows, and occasionally a bird or two flies by. His clothes were drenched, he looked up at the twin sparrows on the branches, and stayed for a long time in the frosty and dew-heavy night.

The day after tomorrow will come soon.

That day, he woke up very early.

Wearing the most dignified and majestic imperial attire, Xuanyi with red, wearing the emperor's twelve scorpions, sitting in the center of Fengtian Hall.

Surrounded by gold and jade.

But there was no one there.

He made his last pilgrimage.

"Father, I finally became a widow... but a lonely family..."

Zhou Xuecheng stroked his chest gently.

Along the way, gods blocked and killed gods, Buddhas blocked and killed Buddhas, people betrayed relatives, and relatives did not recognize each other.

Only the blood on the tip of my heart is still warm.

Can still warm up one person.