Yue Chenqing's face was covered in blood, and tears were hard to flow.
He stared at Jiang Yexue, and a tragic whimper and anger came out of his throat: "You... lie to me... you lie to me!!!"
"That's your own stupidity." Jiang Yexue said lightly, he was still smiling when facing Mo Xi, but when facing Yue Chenqing, all the smiles on his face disappeared, and his eyes were as cold as ice. generally.
He seemed to think that Mo Xi's injury was too serious, and the poison of the magic grass could not be solved by himself, so it was Yue Chenqing that made him more concerned, and made him feel more threatened and disgusted.
He walked to Yue Chenqing step by step, looking down at his half-brother.
Jiang Yexue was actually very tall, and when she stood in front of Yue Chenqing with a long body, the coldness and oppression made her muscles and bones feel chills.
"You are stupid, have no brains, don't trust your fourth uncle, who can you blame."
"I didn't! I just... I just... "
"Oh, you didn't?" Jiang Yexue sneered, "You just accidentally summoned the Yin soldier in the blood pool and seriously injured your uncle, didn't you?"
Yue Chenqing's face paled.
"Yue Chenqing, you are really protected by him too well. Oh no, no, it's not just him." Jiang Yexue said, "You are also protected by your father, by your uncle... by everyone in the Yue family like a fool. In the end, it really became a rubbish snack with only two words to curse."
As he spoke, he grabbed Yue Chenqing's hair and lifted him from the ground.
Then he turned his face to the side, without making a sound, Xiao Laner, who had already emptied his spiritual core into a puppet, obediently pushed his wheelchair and walked towards them.
Jiang Yexue's hands were extremely strong, she squeezed Yue Chenqing's neck tightly, and pressed him onto the wheelchair.
It was as if the hyena had taken it back to the cave with the bones, Yue Chenqing's hair stood on end, and she didn't want to sit in a wheelchair at all. He was pale and struggling hysterically, but what he got was Jiang Yexue's more ruthless strength. Jiang Yexue couldn't help but press him into the chair.
Leaning over, squinting his eyes, he stretched out two long fingers and lifted his chin.
"If you had grown up in my place, brother. You wouldn't have grown up to look so innocent and stupid. You're so stupid I envy you, you know."
Yue Chenqing was shaking all over. If a person's flesh is torn apart, the bones and blood are separated, and they are turned from the inside to the outside, the flesh and blood will not be as blurred as he is now.
Yue Chenqing seems to have a lot of things to say, broken, angry, pathetic, vicious... But as Jiang Yexue said, Yue Chenqing was so well-protected since childhood that he could only swear at people. sentence. And those pitiful words couldn't bear his destructive emotions at the moment.
He seems to be crushed by these emotions, he has been crushed by these emotions.
In this shattered place, what he could pick up tremblingly, in the end there was only a powerless question—"Why...why did you do this..."
"Why shouldn't I do this?" Jiang Yexue stood in front of the wheelchair. He had been sitting in this chair for a long time, and now it was finally someone else's turn to sit on it. The subtle taste in his heart made his eyes gleam with dim light.
"Yue Chenqing, you and I are both heirs of the Yue family. What kind of life did you live, and what kind of life did I live?"
Yue Chenqing raised her eyes and said hoarsely, "Everyone knows that you are a gentleman... It turns out that you... you have more filth in your heart... than anyone else..."
Jiang Yexue had always been calm, cool or gloomy, vicious or hypocritical.
Only there was no anger.
But this sentence is like a key, which has opened the most rusted lock in his heart. The anger that was still accumulating but never failed to burn up, made his eyes brighten, and his face became a little distorted.
Word by word was soaked between his lips and tongue, and the wind and rain were about to come.
"I hide my filth, and am a gentleman in vain?"
Jiang Yexue sneered: "Yue Chenqing, ah Yue Chenqing... Anyone in the world can say that about me, but you are not worthy. Do you know who you are talking to?"
The laughter broke suddenly and tightened sharply.
Jiang Yexue turned back, staring at Yue Chenqing, her heart was full of hatred and bloodshot.
He grabbed Yue Chenqing's shirt and stared at that face, his lips and teeth knocked out a chilling sentence full of hatred—
"If it wasn't for me to save you. Yue Chenqing. You have long been a man in a grave and a man under a spring! It's your life, in exchange for the death of the so-called gentleman!!"
This twisted hatred had accumulated for too many years. When it really came out, Jiang Yexue was trembling with hatred. He suddenly released Yue Chenqing. The force was so great that the wheelchair rolled back. a circle.
Jiang Yexue raised his head, he stared at Yue Chenqing with red eyes, then looked around at the Huantian Cave, which symbolized the most sinister mana of the Yue family, and looked around at the corpses who only obeyed the orders of the head of the Yue family. Mo Xi on his limbs, glanced at Xiao Laner who was in a daze... and finally fell on the body of Murong Chuyi, who was in a coma and was severely injured.
It was as if a tiny needle had been stabbed into his chest, and the pain was not unbearable, but it made his breathing stagnate and his eyes turned red.
He glanced fiercely at Yue Chenqing.
Repeat the curse-like words again: "It's your life, in exchange for the death of the so-called gentleman..."
Yue Chenqing didn't understand what he was talking about, but these words alone were enough to make his complexion pale.
Yue Chenqing said in a low voice, "What do you mean..."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Yexue sneered.
There is a strong fishy smell in the air, witnessing all this can't be turned back.
And only Jiang Yexue knew that, in fact, more than 20 years ago, if he had chosen another path—there would have been no massacre, everything in the Yue family, everything he wanted, should belong to him.
Twenty-three years ago.
There were two paths before him.
—
That year, when he was still young, he was called to the side room by his mother.
After so many years, Rao still remembers his mother Xie's beautiful but also gloomy face.
She said to him, "Yixue, how should we live in the future?"
The room was burning with drowsy ambergris, and the expensive incense lingered around Mrs. Xie, who was also luxuriously dressed. In my memory, my mother has always been dressed in such a luxurious and luxurious way, which may not be good-looking, but she loves such gorgeousness very much.
Because it represented Yue Juntian's love for her.
In Chonghua Jiaofang, there are as many piano girls as millet in their youth, but how many people have been able to make it to where she is today
Mrs. Xie is proud of her past success, and she is infinitely worried about her future situation. She knew very well that Yue Juntian and Murong Huang had a marriage contract, and her ambition did not stop at being a low-key concubine.
In order to monopolize Yue Juntian's heart, she did everything she could. Not only did he try his best to please her husband on weekdays, but he also led Jiang Yexue to Mr. Song, who was the most virtuous man in the mansion at the time, and asked Mr. Song to teach him the art of refining tools and the principles of being a man and doing things.
Therefore, Jiang Yexue didn't have much contact with his mother when he was young. Instead, he often read and discussed with Mr. Song. The old gentleman was a kind and upright person, and he also taught him to be gentle and gentle, tolerant and refined.
With such efforts, Yue Juntian was naturally fascinated by Mrs. Xie. At that time, he was extremely satisfied with Jiang Yexue, and he was drunk. He even said that he wanted to make Jiang Yexue a hundred years later. Inherited the Yue family and became the suzerain of this refining family. And the mother who heard this sentence, even if she knew it was a drunken remark, was so delighted that she hugged Jiang Yexue and kissed it again and again, with infinite joy.
But unfortunately, no matter how lustful and romantic Yue Juntian is, he is still an unkind person after all. Mrs. Xie also knew his temperament well, so after a short period of joy, she still worriedly said to Jiang Yexue: "Don't think that your father treats us well now, but that person will always be in the Yue residence. Yes. Once that person has passed the door, you and I will have to be humble, and the life will not be easy. "
On this day, Mrs. Xie called him into the room, took his hand, and looked at him carefully for a while. Suddenly he took him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said to him: "A-niang, it's only you... it's only you..."
"Mother...?"
The woman choked for a while before she said, "Xue'er... Murong Huang... Murong Huang is going to marry into the Yue family."
"… "
"It's the first day of next month." Madam Xie let go of him, but her hand was still clutching his sleeve, like a life-saving straw. She stared at him with red eyes, those beautiful eyes were not at all beautiful, It's all hatred and bigotry.
"Xue'er... Mother is not reconciled... How can I be reconciled..."
"Auntie..."
"We have to fight, fight, rob. Do you understand?"
But Jiang Yexue didn't have any intention of fighting at that time. In fact, he didn't care about the money or status his mother was obsessed with. What he has in front of him has long felt that it is enough, and even too extravagant. If he were to choose, he would prefer the leisure life described in the book to live in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
Just looking at A-Niang's sad, almost paranoid eyes, he couldn't say these words.
He has always been kind and unwilling to make people sad, not to mention his own mother.
"Don't worry, there will be a way. There will always be a way. Mother won't let her take all your things for nothing, and she won't let you bully at will."
"You and A-Niang are the only ones in this Yue Mansion, Ye Xue, Xue'er... A-Niang's good child, everything A-Niang will do in the future is for you, and you must also respect your mother, you know?"
"Everything will come back to us."
He blinked his eyes. He is a very precocious and wise person. He disagrees with his mother's extreme desire for power and wealth, but he knows her humble origin, understands how hard she has come, and knows her For fear of the Zhulou collapse. So he can reconcile with her in his heart.
It's just that he doesn't want to fight.
On the day that Murong Huang married into the mansion, her mother dressed up and looked extremely beautiful. She was originally a piano girl, and she was used to the days of flattery, so it was not difficult for her to pick up a delicate smiling face. She respectfully greeted her, humbly tolerated her, and humbly flattered her.
Jiang Yexue saw that she was not feeling well, so at the beginning of the wedding banquet, when the guests were full, she quietly left the hall where the thorns were staggered.
It was very dark, and it was snowing in the evening.
He tightened his fur coat, remembering that the plum blossoms in the backyard were in full bloom, so he planned to go there and fold two branches and put them in the house of his mother and husband. So stepping on the crunching thin fresh snow, I walked all the way to the garden.
Then he saw a young man in white clothes like snow, wearing a bright red cloak, standing in the heavy snow, looking up at the old plum tree by the pink wall and black tiles.
- That was his first meeting with Murong Chuyi.