When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Emperor Changyuan looked at the handsome and noble face in front of him and smiled bitterly.

“His Royal Highness Ninth is truly like a saint and a god.

But gods are often people who don't like the fireworks of the world and don't know how tortured hell is on earth.

Gods often stand on the moral high ground and claim to have noble rights, so they take the helm and decide the lives of others! "

Emperor Changyuan only found it ridiculous: "His Royal Highness Ninth kept saying that he would protect me, love me, and let me go, but what exactly is your love?

I was born in that remote and cold palace, and even the cloth I was wrapped in was made of rough curtains.

For 19 years, I suffered all kinds of inhumane abuse.

Ninth Prince, have you ever experienced it personally? "

"You want me to let go, and you want me to be the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng for the rest of my life.

So all the suffering I have endured over the years has been in vain?

Are you avenging me? I can't even kill my enemies. I have hatred in my heart. How can I be a Green Lantern Ancient Buddha? "

The more Emperor Changyuan talked, the more he felt that the world was ridiculous.

"His Majesty Ninth Prince can let it go at any time, and he can live the whole life of the Ancient Buddha at any time.

Because you have been in a privileged environment since you were a child, and you have tasted all the honors in this world, so there is nothing you can’t let go of! "

Those who really get it can often let it go easily.

It is often the people who have never gotten it who have been desperately chasing, coveting, and extravagantly seeking it, even spending their entire lives!

"I have been in the palace for 19 years and have been treated as a slave.

Will you go to the concubine’s mausoleum to clean the tomb for the rest of your life?

Your Highness Ninth Prince, in the eyes of people like you who are born into luxury, am I destined to spend my life in such a useless and unbearable way? "

"Should my Emperor Chang Yuan's life be such a dull one, be manipulated by others, and be a slave for the rest of his life?"

Every word is like criticism and questioning from the soul.

"so,"

Di Taiyin looked directly into Di Changyuan's eyes:

"What His Highness Eleven cannot let go of is never hatred, but power!"

"So what?"

Emperor Changyuan met his gaze and did not dodge at all:

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince should understand this time that anyone's promises are useless and their good intentions are meaningless. Only rights can protect you throughout your life!

When I was bullied by Di Xiaozhan many times and you and Concubine Ming were not around, I understood that only my own rights can truly protect me! Never place your hopes on any outsider! "

"You can think of me as crazy or evil, but from the moment I was born, it was destined that I would never let go!"

How could Di Taiyin understand this feeling, the yearning for power, and the desire to control his own life!

No one will understand!

Emperor Changyuan's eyes were filled with only coldness.

"Now that His Highness Ninth Highness has made up his mind, from now on, His Highness Ninth Highness and the Zhou family will be allowed to come forward."

His Emperor Chang Yuan already has countless enemies, so what’s the point of having one more!

"If His Highness Ninth Prince can take Zhang Yuan's life, Zhang Yuan should accept his fate!"

After Yang spoke, he put the brocade handkerchief into Di Taiyin's hand, turned around and walked towards the pouring rain.

"Boom!"

A fierce bolt of lightning tore through the sky, and the dark sky seemed to be split in half.

Emperor Changyuan's whole body was suddenly shrouded in heavy rain.

Di Taiyin stood holding an umbrella, his eyes already covered with red bloodshot eyes.

So... Di Changyuan kept blaming himself and feeling guilty, but in fact it was nothing more than that.

He couldn't even do the basic tasks of confessing his crime and guarding his tomb!

This is the true face of Emperor Changyuan!

He stared at the back: "Emperor Chang Yuan, if we say goodbye today, the fish will sink into the sky, the kindness will be severed, and there will be no mercy in the future!"

During the last incident in Jincheng and Jinmen, he didn't take anyone's life.

They even allowed them to escape smoothly without reporting any evidence.

The prince was a businessman secretly, especially the prince who pretended to be weak to be a businessman. The evidence was enough to put Emperor Changyuan behind bars!

Emperor Changyuan paused slightly, but he just sneered.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, Zhang Yuan has long been used to it.

It’s just one more enemy in this world! "

He had used all his sincerity.

It's a pity that the clouds in the sky and the mud on the ground are not compatible.

Di Changyuan strode out decisively in the heavy rain and completely disappeared into the dark night.

Di Taiyin's hand holding the blood-written brocade handkerchief became stiff again and again.

His jade-like hands, which were used to write and play chess, were already covered in blood.

The heavy rain slapped the oil paper umbrella with a "swish" sound.

Even standing under the umbrella, his whole body was already soaked.

The rain that night was violent and torrential.

Yun Jinghuang has been standing under the eaves and has never intervened.

After letting Di Taiyin stand in the rainy night for a long time, she spoke:

"Does His Highness Ninth Prince feel pity for him?"

"Do you really think he is sincere with the blood book in his hand?"

"Maybe, I'm afraid he even deceived himself."

"But before he framed Concubine Ming for his own benefit, tomorrow he will frame An Ning, and even frame you!"

"People are often true when they make promises, and they are also true when they fall out!"

Yun Jinghuang woke him up:

"What's more, Emperor Changyuan has never been a kind person!

This time he attacked Concubine Ming and framed Concubine Ming. Who had forced him?

If you want to survive, why don't you slander other people, not your own clan? "

"In the final analysis, it's all just because of his jealousy!"

"Will such a narrow-minded and powerful person really be able to kill himself before you in the future?"

The invisible figure of Di Tai trembled slightly.

Yes.

You can't even confess your guilt and guard the mausoleum today, let alone commit suicide!

He never really knew Emperor Changyuan...

"In these fourteen years... I have never understood him."

I really thought that Emperor Changyuan was cowardly, weak and could be bullied, and needed protection.

But now it seems that Emperor Changyuan has long been strategizing and blinded by the power and honor in the palace!

How could a man who wanted to be king and emperor really kill himself in front of him after the deed was accomplished?

This blood book is just Emperor Changyuan's plan!

What Di Changyuan saw was his softness of heart, and what he wanted was his current softness of heart.

As long as he is not an enemy of Emperor Changyuan now, Emperor Changyuan has plenty of time to make plans slowly.

In the long period of time that will follow, his determination will either be shaken and the blood letter will be invalidated.

Or, kill him!

Di Taiyin also saw clearly that what he just expressed was just emotion, just like Di Changyuan's last remembrance of that feeling.

He closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only the coldness in his eyes like a rainy night.

He turned around and entered the room, placing the brocade handkerchief above the candlelight.

The soaked brocade handkerchief is difficult to catch fire and emits countless smoke.

The smoke rose and entangled, as if it was struggling and resisting.

But in the end, it gradually burned and burned to ashes.

Di Taiyin watched helplessly as the brocade handkerchief he woven with his own hands turned into ashes, then threw it into the basin and turned to look at the woman outside the door.

"Thank you very much, Lord Jinghong, for coming here tonight."

Without her, perhaps under Di Changyuan's acting skills, even if he did not waver, he would have become soft-hearted and confused.

He said: "Don't worry, Lord Jinghong, I will make some plans."

"How to plan?" Yun Jinghuang asked back.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Di Taiyin, but that Di Changyuan was too clean in his conduct.

It is almost impossible to expect the Third Division to find out what happened that day, give justice to Concubine Ming, and dismount Emperor Changyuan.

And if Di Taiyin really kills Di Changyuan, will Di Taiyin really be able to do it?

Di Taiyin glanced at the table next to him.

The table contained a bunch of things that had been given to the Zhou family and many other people when they came to visit recently.

His eyes gradually turned cold: "The more he wants something, the farther away it will be from him!"

Di Xiaozhan is not worthy of being the emperor of Eastern Qin.

Emperor Changyuan is also unworthy!

Guarding the mausoleum and repenting for his mother and concubine were what Emperor Changyuan should have done.

Since he gave him the opportunity to take the initiative, he didn't want it.

Then there are many criminals in this world who passively confess their sins!

After seeing Emperor Chang Yuan's true face, he will no longer feel any softness or heartache!

Di Taiyin said to Tayue: "Just go back and rest, God Supervisor Jinghong, and wait for the news tomorrow!"