The slightly cool fingertips touched the skin, causing a little shiver.
The sting is only for a moment.
The beauty covered by layers of veils is silent in the boundless night.
…
Ji Rong woke up very early.
He opened his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at the people around him, and his eyes touched the familiar face.
She is still there.
This is a little relieved.
Staring at the woman's beautiful and peaceful sleeping face, Ji Rong gradually became fascinated.
Emotions flashed in the eyes.
A moment of confusion.
It seemed that he hadn't had a headache for a long time, or in other words, he hadn't had a headache at all since he arrived in the modern world, and he didn't want to kill any more violently.
He seems to be gradually becoming a normal person.
But Ji Rong knew that it was just an appearance.
How can a person who is rotten to the bone deserve to have light again.
As the heir of the Ji Dynasty.
When the first emperor was in power, Ji Rong was not the tyrannical king he is today, but the Prince Yuan Xian, who was praised by everyone, a young man full of knowledge, excellent martial arts, and charming. Almost everyone thought that he would be the future. A wise monarch.
then.
Prince Yuanxian, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, led the army to conquer Xiliang, and returned after a great victory. The young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, full of outstanding achievements, should have returned with glory to welcome his era.
But I don't know why.
On the night when the young prince returned from victory, he committed a murderous crime.
The generals and companions who fought side by side died under his hands one by one, and the warm blood stained the white jade-like hands of the young man.
It seems that everything has changed since this day.
All the glory faded away.
What used to be a hero becomes a sinner.
His temperament has also changed from the original gentle and clean to the current tyrannical and bloodthirsty.
…
Ji Rong lowered her eyelashes, and the corners of her red lips curled into a mocking arc.
No one knows why his temperament changed drastically.
Because everyone who knows is dead.
No one believed it, it was his good father who sent someone to give him drugs to confuse his mind, which made him go crazy like a ferocious beast.
One by one, his companions died in his hands.
Blood stained the sky that night.
Among them are his playmates since he was a child, the young man who said in high spirits that he will be a general to assist him when he comes to power; there is also his teacher, the teacher who taught him the art of the emperor and the way of being a man; there are also...
But they all died at his hands.
Until now, he seemed to be able to feel the warmth on his hands.
That is, blood...
During that time, Ji Rong didn't know how he got here in a daze.
Within a day.
Half sober, half insane.
It was an accident to find out that his biological father had drugged him.
Ji Rong never imagined that the reason why his good father gave him the medicine was because he was afraid that his achievements would surpass the master's, and his prestige among the people would surpass his father.
That's why he planned such a deliberate plan to ruin Ji Rong.
Knowing all this, Ji Rong almost burst into tears from laughter.
That's why it's so ridiculous.
Let his hands be stained with the blood of comrades-in-arms, companions, and mentors.
What the old emperor didn't expect was that Ji Rong would kill him so straightforwardly.
With my own hands, regicide.
Risking the displeasure of the world.
…
He was dragged into the abyss by his own father, and has struggled in the mud so far and can no longer break free.
The headaches are getting worse day by day.