Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 247 Ming Cen and Rong Fu: It's a Farewell

Perhaps it was because of his reincarnation as a fragment of his soul that even under the careful care of Ming Cen and Rong Fu, Ming Or finally stopped at the age of 53 in the spring.

On the white hospital bed, the man with gray hair was disfigured due to the rapid disappearance of his vitality.

"Don't cry, Xiao Cen." Mingyou coughed a few times and said with a smile, "I'm very satisfied to have made it this far."

He thought he would die that year.

But no, his life was a happiness and fulfillment that he could not even dream of.

To watch his only sister get married and to be with the music he loves for decades.

He is really content.

Ming Cen sat on the edge of the bed, trying to show his brother a smile, but the tears that kept dripping from her eyes hit his heart one by one: "I thought my brother could accompany me again."

"I'm sorry, although my brother is reluctant, but I may have to go." Ming or raised his slightly trembling hand to wipe away the tears of his younger sister, who was also no longer young, "... don't cry, okay?"

Ming Cen tightly held Ming You's pale and dry hand, and nodded desperately.

Ming You glanced at the man who had been silently beside Ming Cen, and frowned and relaxed.

After struggling for a long time, I finally asked, "Xiao Cen, I've always wanted to ask you... do you hate me for making that phone call?"

But every time I see you, I don't have the courage to ask.

I'm afraid you really hate me.

I'm afraid this consummation is just a dream.

"I'm sorry...Xiao Cen, I...caused Auntie to death." Ming's weak voice was choked with uncontrollable sobs.

This thorn has been stuck in his heart, it really hurts too much.

Even if I say it now, there is no sense of relief.

"That's not your fault, brother."

Ming or his body froze, and then he was hugged carefully.

"Mom's death has nothing to do with you." The person in his arms trembled, saying every word, "Big brother will always be a big brother."

"I just hope that my brother... will live a more comfortable and happy life in this life."

"If you leave with so-called guilt towards me, I will resent why I can't make you live a happier life. My brother has paid too much for me. I thought... I have expressed it clearly enough."

"You were the one who grew up with me, and you were the one who protected me. If there was no brother..." Ming Cen felt as if someone had stabbed his heart hard with a knife, and the knuckles of his hand supporting the edge of the bed turned white , "I don't have the chance to have everything I have now."

Tears had already wetted the blue and white strips of cloth, Ming Cen supported his body, not daring to put his own weight on Ming or, but gently put his head in his arms.

Rong Fu sat beside her, and somehow he noticed something, his expression changed slightly.

But soon, the astonishment in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a little warmth.

It's the return of an old friend...

The room seemed to quiet down for a moment, and the weak and messy heartbeat in his ears gradually became calmer.

After a while, Ming Cen belatedly noticed some abnormalities.

A clearer familiar feeling came, Ming Cen's body froze suddenly, and the movement of raising her head was mechanical and nervous. When she really met the gentle eyes that had disappeared for a long time, even the sound of her heartbeat became cautious. .

As if afraid of disturbing this unreal fantasy.

"...Brother?" She murmured, in disbelief and full of expectation.

The appearance of the person on the sickbed has not changed, but the aura around him is exactly the same as that of the Shangshen general holding a sword in his left hand in memory.

"Huh?" Although his face was sickly pale and fragile, his smile was still as warm as a spring breeze. "Little girl, why do you become so crying?"

Tears burst into tears. Ming Cen cried and laughed. She was choked several times when she tried to speak. Only the tightly clenched hem of her clothes vented all the bitterness and longing that had collapsed in her heart.

After countless times of searching for nothing, she thought that it was really like this, and she really couldn't find it.

But the twists and turns, she waited for a whole life, and finally got the warmest embrace of her childhood.

Brother, he...is back.

Ming or rubbed Ming Cen's head lightly, then nodded towards Rong Fu: "His Royal Highness."

Rong Fu responded, and said: "My brother's remnant soul awakening was also unexpected, but anyway... Welcome back, brother."

Ming or smiled: "I know, His Royal Highness has exhausted his mind to retrieve my remnant soul with a seriously injured body."

"But no matter who helped me, I don't have the opportunity to thank you in person." After all, it is the person who has been fighting against the beast Chaos for 300 years. so easy.

It is not easy to live another life, so how can he be greedy?

"If His Royal Highness is by Xiao Cen's side in the future, I won't be too worried." Ming Ru's brows were gentle, as if he didn't notice the increasingly sad atmosphere due to the rapid consumption of his life, "I didn't Thinking... in the end it was really you."

Rong Fu understood clearly or the unspoken meaning in his words.

During the hundreds of years he spent raising Ming or Remnant's soul, even though he only woke up for a few dozen days, Rong Fu was deeply aware of the suspicion beneath this man's gentle skin.

Ming Cen's body is special, and she stayed by his side at that time, and as the former God of the Phoenix Clan, Ming probably couldn't help noticing the abnormality when Chaos fled.

Although he revealed the truth, Ming still thought that he had other plans. The few dozen days of waking up gave him a rare experience of what it means to suffer.

Just like now, even if he knows that time is running out, this person still reminds him with a smile that Ming Cen is not the only choice, if he doesn't treat her well, there are still many people who want to take his place .

"I will treat her well, as always." The handsome man took Ming Cen's hand and promised in a gentle voice, "No one will love her more than me."

Rong Fu is not used to saying these things in front of people, but just like Ming or hesitant and finally willing to accept himself, he should also reveal something that makes Ming or feel at ease.

He saved Ming or this incident can give himself a lot of points, and Ming or really thanked him in his heart.

But neither he nor Minghe will make things very clear.

He saved her only because Ming or her only relative wanted to make her happy.

And Ming would never agree to hand over his sister to Rong Fu just to repay the favor.

Hearing this promise, Ming or finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

The breath has become weaker and weaker, and he feels that his vitality is about to disappear. When Ming or calm eyes fall on the younger sister whom he still can't let go of, he is also irresistibly tainted with reluctance.

"Xiao Cen, the love song my brother taught you..." He smiled like jade, and asked, "Have you ever played it?"

Ming Cen nodded and said with a smile: "I did, but I listened to you, I only played once."

"You're so good." Ming You gasped slightly and said, "Can Xiao Cen listen to some of my brother's words?"

"Okay... I will listen to whatever brother says, and I can do anything."

Ming or said softly again: "Brother knows that you have Your Highness in your heart, if His Highness is as usual, you should live well with him."

"it is good."

"You love to play and run around. In the future, you need to control your temper and have someone accompany you wherever you go. Don't always like to secretly go to dangerous places."

"it is good."

"Eat well and don't always eat sweets as food. That's not healthy."

Ming Cen nodded desperately: "Okay."

"And..." Mingyou held back her dizziness and slowly said her last advice, "Let go of everything... that's in your heart."

Ming Cen's pupils suddenly constricted, and his thin body trembled with restraint.

"Don't let hatred control you." He closed his eyes and whispered, "Many things don't just mean killing someone... will lead to results."

The real letting go is letting go of yourself.

Brother hopes that you can be happy, instead of torturing yourself with the pain of killing your loved one's relatives.

"Xiao Cen...it's not that fate is ruthless, nor is it unfair, it's just that they used the wrong method and went the wrong way." The temperature of the man's hand holding her dropped little by little, "but...you don't Like them, who refuse to turn back when they make a mistake, Xiao Cen is a good boy, right?"

He didn't get a reply for a long time, Ming or suddenly squeezed it hard, "Little Cen, be good..."

"Okay! I'll let it go, I'll let it go..." Ming Cen held his gradually weakened hand, weeping like indulgence, "I will be obedient and live well, and I won't let..."

The words suddenly stopped, and Ming Cen stared blankly at the person on the bed who had quietly closed his eyes.

From the corner of her red eyes, a tear slowly slipped down, along the side of her face, and was finally buried in the hand with a touch of body temperature.

After a long while.

"...I won't let my brother worry anymore."

brother, brother.

Bye now.

-Finish-

　Let me explain, my brother is a very careful person, he knows that his death was not an accident, and he also knows how persistent his sister is.That matter is too complicated, there must be gains and losses, if Cen Cen really kills the empress, he will definitely feel guilty towards Rong Fu, and it will only be the two of them who will be tortured in the end, so my brother hopes that Cen Cen If you can let it go, don't dwell on all kinds of hatred in the past. Letting go of the hatred doesn't mean letting go of the empress, or the Holy Mother. My brother hopes that Cen Cen will end all this in the right way and get his own happiness.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)