"It's too late, girl!"
King Lao Su smiled softly, his eyes circled around her body, and he suddenly said seductively: "Son, this woman is yours, penetrate her body fiercely, she is the woman that the prince loves."
At this moment, Zhao Jingwei's mind was blank.
No wonder the mother-in-law's eyes always looked at him with panic, she was looking at him but not him. It turns out that he is not his father's son at all, but that of King Lao Su.
Yin Taohong pushed her dazed son, gritted her teeth and said, "Go quickly, be merciful, this woman is still useful if you keep her."
The dark night kills.
Zhao Jingwei looked at the woman on the dragon bed. For some reason, the soles of her feet felt a little hollow, and her heart was empty, unable to bring up any desire at all.
Why is he the son of King Su
One of them was a concubine and the other was a minister. They got together and gave birth to him
In fact, he is not a prince or grandson at all, but a bastard
King Lao Su patted him with his hand and said coldly: "Son, not only this woman, but everything you want, my father will take it away and put it in front of you. The kingdom of Zhou is yours."
is his
Zhao Jingwei slowly turned her head, met Old Su Wang's sword-like eyes, and suddenly grinned.
It doesn't matter if he is a bastard. Emperors and generals should have their own kind. Whoever sits on that throne is the orthodox one. History books are written by the victors, and the losers are the rebellious officials and traitors.
Zhao Jingwei laughed three times and pounced forward, tearing the woman's front with a "swish" sound.
Power is the best aphrodisiac for men. This man was extremely excited, like a wolf, biting Gu Qingwan so hard that she was unable to struggle at all.
This time, there will be no more Zhao Jingyan, no more Liu Zhaoyu, only herself.
The severe pain in her shoulders gave her endless courage, which was cruel and frightening. She raised her head and bit Zhao Jingwei's neck, refusing to let go.
The pain of Zhao Jingwei made Zhao Jingwei feel uncontrollably excited. He raised his fist and punched Gu Qingwan hard in the abdomen, once, twice.
King Lao Su was satisfied with his son's actions and left quietly.
Gu Qingguan's whole body twitched in pain, but the teeth still didn't loosen up, but intensified the force.
The pain in Zhao Jingwei's neck suddenly intensified. Like a trapped animal, he beat her a few more times, and finally had no choice but to overturn Gu Qingwan on the dragon bed.
He touched his neck with his hand and saw that his hand was covered in blood and his teeth were clenching. This woman is so cruel. This bite is so deep that you can see her bones. If she bites her again, I'm afraid...
Suddenly, his eyes blurred, something cold passed across his neck, and he felt something gushing out of his body.
He slowly lowered his head and saw in disbelief that a small column of blood was rushing out. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Gu Qingguan deeply, hard and horribly, and his eyes fell on the hand in her hand. On the silver hairpin.
Immediately, he fell to the ground with a bang.
Gu Qingwan gasped, her heart about to jump out of her throat. She wiped the blood from her face and slowly closed her eyes.
"ah… "
Concubine Yin rushed in and saw her beloved son lying in a pool of blood. She let out a shocking cry, hugged the wise king in the pool of blood and cried loudly.
However, no matter how much she cried, the wise king could not open his eyes. Only the blood that kept pouring out responded to her silently.
Qingguan straightened her messy hair, raised a smile on her lips, and looked up just in time to see Old King Su staggering, kneeling beside the Xian King, reaching out her hand to touch the tip of his nose, and then a violent storm rolled up in her eyes.
He waved his hand gently, and his inner strength swept over with the wind of the fist. Qingguan felt pain in his chest, and it floated out like a fallen leaf. Blood rushed out from his throat.
Gu Qingwan fell to the ground silently.
"Kill her, Yi Hu, kill her, avenge our son." Yin Taohong was already crazy, "Kill her, kill her, kill her..."
"Your Majesty!"
There were footsteps in the front hall, Su Ziyu came in, looked around with a sharp look, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and said: "Your Majesty, we have killed three people in a row, and the fighting is still going on. We were surrounded on all sides just now, and half of the people in the Imperial Guard Palace surrender."
As if to prove this statement, the loud sound of fighting could be heard faintly. King Lao Su's face suddenly turned livid, he grabbed the unconscious Gu Qingwan and strode away.
Su Ziyu glanced at Concubine Yin who was about to go crazy. Her blood-stained face looked hideous and terrifying.
In front of Xuande Gate, Zhao Jingyan looked at the figures on the city wall, and her heart convulsed.
Looking over, she saw her longing face under the firelight. However, that face was as pale as paper, covered with bloodstains, and the long eyelashes hung weakly, looking like a silent machine.
Looking down, the plain clothes were bright red, like the setting sun in midsummer, shocking.
Zhao Jingyan felt indescribable pain at this time, an incomprehensible pain that was worse than gouging out his heart.
He tried hard to restrain himself, raised his head, and said loudly: "Old prince, put her down, and I will spare your life."
King Lao Su smiled ghostly and put his sword on Gu Qingguan's neck, "Lao Ba, your woman is in my hand, retreat immediately, otherwise the sword will not be able to see."
Zhao Jingyan was furious and sneered: "It's just a woman, the old prince thinks I will be afraid?"
"Hahaha!"
King Lao Su looked up to the sky and roared. One of his sons died, and the other son was trapped. He had made so many calculations and weaved countless webs, but in the end he got himself caught in them.
Still want to live
King Lao Su laughed and burst into tears. He moved the hand holding the knife forward, and blood immediately oozed from Qingguan's neck.
"It's too bad to die together. With this girl accompanying us, I've had enough. Lao Ba, why don't we make a bet?"
Zhao Jingyan's eyes turned cold, and his heart ached.
How could he take a gamble? In this world, he could even gamble away himself, but he couldn't bear to leave her alone.
How impressed King Lao Su was, and Zhao Jingyan's momentary hesitation made him understand that the woman in his hand was his greatest life-protecting talisman.
"Old man, I made the right bet, you are indeed a lover."
Heart-breaking pain came from his chest, and finally turned into a sharp shout, "Old King Su, what do you want?"
"No matter what, retreat the troops, surrender, and spread the imperial edict to the world. The prince will kill the king, which is an unforgivable crime. The throne will be inherited by King Lao Su."
"You old thief, stop having these fucking dreams." Jiang Hongwen yelled.
King Lao Su raised the corners of his lips with a sneer, and moved the knife forward half an inch, blood dripping down and falling on Zhao Jingyan's heart.
With a clang, he dropped the long arrow in his hand and lowered his head deeply.
"Old King Su, if you win, I surrender."
"Zhao Jingyan!" A clear voice suddenly sounded, "Pick up your sword, don't let me look down on you."
At some point, those dark eyes began to sparkle with a luster as bright as stars. The stubbornness, determination, and courage in those eyes made everyone under the city gate tremble.
Zhao Jingyan looked into her eyes, said nothing, did not pick up the sword, and just looked straight at her.
The best time in his life was the few months he got to know and fall in love with her. There was no conspiracy, no calculation, and no imperial power.
When he woke up in the morning, he listened to the birds outside the window and thought about her dressing in front of the tree, and he felt an endless motivation in his heart.
When he fell asleep late at night, he looked at the swaying tree shadows outside the window, which seemed to be her willow-like waist. He smiled as he slept, and his dream was filled with her cold face.
If he picked up the sword on the ground, it would mean that he chose imperial power and sacrificed all the good things in his life.
No, Wan Wan, don't be so cruel. What's the use of this country if you don't stand by my side. It's just a cold chair that can't comfort me for the rest of my life.
Gu Qingguan's bloodshot eyes exuded a faint light. After a moment, they were covered with a layer of moisture and blurred.
Tinglin, the few minutes and seconds you hesitated for me are enough to prove your friendship for me. "Zhao Jingyan, you see, they are your soldiers and your subjects. They fight for you, bleed, and fight in order to welcome a wise king. This wise king will make the world peaceful, culturally prosperous, old and young. You are the prince, the prince of the world, and you are full of greatness.
The blood of the Zhou royal family, you should not throw down your sword for a woman, but raise your sword for your subjects, kill the rebellious ministers and traitors who killed the king, and restore peace to the world. Zhao Jingyan, did you hear that? "
He didn't hear it, he didn't want to hear it.
Cold sweat dripped down Zhao Jingyan's forehead, and he bit his lip with his teeth, and the blood stopped flowing. No one knew what kind of struggle he was going through at this moment.
Country, lover;
Lover, country.
Who can tell him how to choose
"Zhao Jingyan, the Qian family and the Sheng family all died in the hands of this thief. Pick up your sword, pull up your bow, aim it at me, aim it at him. If you don't avenge this revenge for me, I won't be able to do anything in this life." I will forgive you."
The night wind blew the woman's long hair, and a thin stream of blood slipped from her lips. By the end of her scream, she could no longer make any sound, and could only let out intermittent gasps.
The huge pain in her body almost crushed her into powder, but she couldn't close her eyes. She had to watch the arrow pierce the old thief's chest, and the knife pierced the old thief's body.
In this way, she can comfort her relatives in heaven and comfort her own soul.
She slowly turned her head and forced a sarcastic smile on her pale, ghost-like face.
"One life for another, old thief, are you afraid?"
King Lao Su was furious and hit her in the face with his palm. Blood spurted out from her mouth, drawing a wonderful arc.
Qingguan's once charming and lively expression was only bleak after this punch.
She closed her eyes tightly, her thick long eyelashes trembling, and a huge tear rolled down from inside, burning the two men on the wall under the city wall.
Zhao Jingyan's face turned gray, she slowly bent down and picked up the long sword in her hand. The long sword was raised, emitting a faint cold light, so that his heart at this moment was so cold that there was no warmth at all.