The reborn miracle doctor used cheats, and the prince loved him

Han Rong snorted coldly and sat in the darkness, his eyes like a knife piercing the snowy desert. In a thin voice, he asked, "Don't you really want to see Sanyu again?"

Hearing this, Han Rong's eyes flashed with complicated emotions, but they were instantly covered with coldness. He waved his hand and swept the tea cup to the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Don't try to use him to trick me again. When I meet him again, I will definitely end this bad fate myself!"

After going through the battlefield, countless comrades around him died at the poisonous hands of the Dark Snake. Now, his love for Sanyu has turned into lingering hatred, but his heart is still undecided. If the day comes, will he be able to take action?

Xue Mo chuckled lightly and said: "The emperor of Dali suddenly died suddenly. Isn't the general curious about the inside story?"

Han Rong frowned, feeling disgust in his heart, and said coldly: "What does it have to do with me?"

Xue Mo sighed: "Have you ever thought that Duan Han was killed by Sanyu for you?"

Han Rong was shocked, but his face was full of sarcasm: "Did Li Si start making up stories for me again?"

Xue Mo slowly said: "The master has a far-reaching plan, and Sanyu is also a part of it. He once lied to you that Sanyu betrayed you, but in fact he was afraid that you would act recklessly and disrupt the plan. What you are waiting for today is all the master's careful consideration. Design. This game started when Sanyu was young..."

Han Rong sneered: "When you were young? You can really talk nonsense!"

"Unfortunately, this is the truth."

Then, Xue Mo revealed all about San Yu's pseudo-imperial life story. After hearing this, Han Rong's face was full of disbelief and he was speechless for a moment.

Xue Mo continued: "When you and Sanyu escaped from the Dark Snake, Xuanwu reported the inside story to Gou Chen and his master, and the two of them joined forces to make plans, each getting what they needed, so that Sanyu hated King Xi, joined the Dark Snake, and embarked on a journey to There is no return for your revenge.”

After a pause, she continued: "Afterwards, the master found that Gou Chen was difficult to control, so he asked Xuanwu to encourage Sanyu to kill Gou Chen. Although Sanyu ascended to the position of leader, all his subordinates were evil people, and many of his disobediences were not his. I would like to..."

Xue Mo continued to talk about Xuanwu's slander and Li Si's various poisonous schemes. As Han Rong listened to what she said, his face became more and more gloomy and terrifying. His eyes were red and he was gnashing his teeth. He was like a tiger holding back, ready to burst out and devour people at any time.

Xue Mo looked calm, poured himself a cup of tea, sipped it gently, and continued: "Today, Sanyu is no longer of much use to the master, but the master pitied his suffering and still protected him, calling him my little daughter. Come here to resolve the misunderstanding between you. Sanyu is obsessed with you, and everything he does is for you. He was raving when he was sick before, and even mistook his master for you..."

"Shut up!" Han Rong suddenly shouted and punched the table. There was a loud "click" sound, the table shattered, and sawdust flew everywhere.

At this moment, he was filled with anger, pain, guilt, distress... all kinds of emotions were surging like a tidal wave, which was difficult to contain.

He didn't want to believe Xue Mo's words, and he didn't want to believe that he and Chang Yu had been fooled by Li Si.

If this is the case, how incompetent he is, allowing Sanyu to bear so much pain and suffering alone.

Xue Mo stopped talking and silently lit the lamp. As the light and shadow flickered, Han Rong's heaving chest slowly calmed down.

At this moment, the dusk has deepened, and a faint red light lingers in the sky, as shocking as blood. A waning moon and a few stars hang in the sky, making it difficult to resist the enveloping darkness.

In the complete silence, Han Rong could only hear his own heart beating like a drum, and every sound was full of pain and heat. His love for Sanyu began to revive like a frozen river, flowing in his blood.

"I want to see him. I won't believe it until I hear it from his own mouth."

Xue Mo's red lips parted slightly, half-smiling, "You can see him now."

"Where is he?" Han Rong asked impatiently.

With an unpredictable smile on her lips, Xue Mo took out a wooden box and handed it to Han Rong. Inside the box, there was actually a telescope. She raised her jade finger lightly and pointed to the pagoda in the distance: "Looking at the top of the pagoda from here, where the lights are dim is where it is."

Han Rong was so anxious that he raised his mirror and looked eastward. The scene gradually became clearer. The magnificent murals, the solemn Buddha statues, and the swaying lotus lanterns came into view one by one.

However, when the camera moved to the center of the top-floor attic, Han Rong was frozen as if he had been struck by lightning.

But I saw a man hanging on the beam, his hands bound by ropes. His body is as slender as a willow, his black hair is messy, and his red robe dances lightly in the wind, like the withered red leaves on an autumn night.

The man closed his eyes tightly, with a look of pain between his brows. Although his face was slightly hazy, Han Rong could still feel the familiar aura.

At this moment, the man seemed to be aware of it. He opened his beautiful eyes and looked at Han Rong longingly. When their eyes met, Han Rong trembled. His heart felt like a knife and his vision suddenly blurred.

Xue Mo came close to his ear and whispered: "Du Wei has already met the other person, but if you want to talk to him, it depends on whether you are sincere in cooperating with us."