reborn monarch

This is the master room of Fusanghou Mansion.

All the originally luxurious furnishings were carried away, leaving only a wooden prison nailed against the walls on two sides and a bamboo chair in the bedroom.

Inside the wooden prison was an armchair, on which lay the dying Wen Chongde.

Xie Jingqing sat on the bamboo chair, full of bewilderment.

This morning, the eldest nephew found him and said that Wen Chongde was going to die and wanted to see him before he died. If he didn't want to see him, he would not see him.

Xie Jingqing was taken aback, thinking that he was not familiar with Wen Chongde, why did he ask to see him by name before he died?Of course he doesn't want to go, but if he really refuses, people want to see themselves before they die, and if they don't see them, if they leave any resentment, don't they panic?

So he came.

I heard that Wen Chongde was poisoned by the love flower, but I didn't expect the love flower poison to be so severe. Wen Chongde was as thin as a stick, his eyes were protruding outwards, and he looked like he was about to die.However, Wen Chongde was still staring at him, which really scared me to death.

Xie Jingqing frightenedly touched the relic bead chain on his wrist. It was borrowed by his eldest nephew from His Majesty. Xie Jingqing laughed at Xie Jiuyuan at the time for making a fuss, but now it seems that his eldest nephew is wise!

"Mirror clear."

Xie Jingqing shuddered from shouting. On the one hand, he was frightened by Wen Chongde's sinister tone. On the other hand, it seems that everyone is not familiar enough to call each other's names, right?

"Master Hou is too polite," Xie Jingqing replied politely.

Wen Chongde's complexion changed, it was full of anger, his mouth opened and closed as if he was talking at high speed, but Xie Jingqing couldn't hear a word, he looked like a goldfish in a fish tank, Xie Jingqing felt more and more inexplicable, and there were some growths on his back. In a cold sweat, he secretly guessed whether this Marquis of Fusang was so ill that his mind was not clear, otherwise why would he roll his name before dying to meet a stranger like himself.

After all, Gu Zhen and Xie Jiuyuan were worried. They stood in the side room and observed, ready to rush over if something went wrong.

Wen Chongde understood that the fate did not allow him to explain the cause and effect of his previous life, and he became more and more frustrated, and tried to ask: "Boss Xie, do you still remember the story I told you?"

Xie Jingqing was taken aback, thought about it for a while, and nodded: "I remember."

"If", Wen Chongde stared at Xie Jingqing's face, "If I tell you below, then the people in the story are you and me in the previous life, how does Boss Xie feel?"

Such a disgusting story needs to be substituted by someone himself?Xie Jingqing tried hard to calm himself down, a swear word came out of his mouth, thinking about Wen Chongde's fate, he insisted not to say it, he laughed, "It's a story, so why take it seriously."

His series of expressions of discomfort and disgust were all seen by Wen Chongde, his heart was cold, and he hated him so much that he really wanted to stretch out his hand and wring Xie Jingqing's neck.

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Wen Chongde woke up suddenly, because such a selfish thought made him extremely disgusted with Xie Jingqing again.

In fact, what Xie Jingqing said is absolutely right, infatuation, destroying the world for the sake of his lover, are just excuses that Wen Chongde made to whitewash his greed and compromise.What he wants most is to be famous through the ages. If it doesn't work out, it will be infamous for thousands of years. To him, there is no difference between the two.

But there is one Xie Jingqing who always has kindness in his heart, making Wen Chongde see his hypocrisy, and who always has a clear love and hate, making Wen Chongde see his artificiality clearly.

However, he really likes Xie Jingqing.

Mixed together, it becomes a mess of not being up and down, being timid, loving but not daring to love, hating but not thorough, neither exciting nor touching.

Wen Chongde really hates it, why is there such a Xie Jingqing, who is really like a mirror, showing his hypocritical face, he is neither a great husband, nor a real villain, just a vulgar and vulgar greedy person, with What's the difference between ordinary people in the market.

It was such monstrous hatred that instigated Wen Chongde to drag the entire capital city to be buried with him.

If this is not the case, how does it show that he is "different"?

In his previous life, when he killed Xie Jingqing and saw through his hypocrisy, he was already insane.

Wen Chongde stared at Xie Jingqing fiercely.

He remembered that one day when the spring was shining, Xie Jingqing hosted a banquet for the guests, and he stayed until the end. Xie Jingqing was drunk, and insisted on breaking off the plum blossom at the tip, so he called his servants to fetch the wooden ladder, climbed up barefoot, and broke off the plum blossom. Xie Jingqing hugged him in his arms and said with great care that he would leave it to his elder nephew. The servant reminded him, "Master, the general is outside the pass." Xie Jingqing lost his face, looked left and right, and handed it to himself.

He looked up, looked at Xie Jingqing and said with a smile, "I know that you have the ambition to be a blue sky, and I will give you a cold plum, the fragrance comes from the bitter cold."

At that moment, whether it was heartbeat or drunkenness, even today, he couldn't tell clearly.

Xie Jingqing was terrified by Wen Chongde's look, and secretly complained. Thinking about it, he didn't know if Mr. Qin remembered to have lunch. I haven't seen him for two days. Tonight, I will take Mr. Qin home for dinner.

"That day."

Wen Chongde spoke suddenly, and Xie Jingqing jumped again. Looking up, Wen Chongde showed a distorted smile on his face.He seemed to be struggling to speak, and he had to take a breath every time he said a word.

"I'm standing at the gate of the city."

"I'm looking at you playing horses in the northwest and becoming a horse merchant."

"I thought."

"If you don't come back at all"

"Enough."

Wen Chongde looked at the furious expression on Xie Jingqing's face, and laughed loudly, the more he laughed, the more crazy he became, and he started coughing again, as if he was about to be coughed up by his lungs.

Xie Jingqing stared blankly at Wen Chongde, not understanding at all, where did the strong love and hate in Wen Chongde's words come from, and the strange emotion enveloped the whole room, making him very uncomfortable, and wanted to leave immediately.

"Uncle, you go first."

Xie Jiuyuan appeared suddenly, and in Xie Jingqing's eyes, it was as if a heavenly soldier had descended. He patted Xie Jiuyuan's shoulder gratefully, took off the relic bead chain on his hand and stuffed it to him, and left in a hurry.

Before leaving the door, he looked back, only to find that he had been suffering from dizziness for some time, Wen Chongde seemed to be shining with golden light, Xie Jingqing was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the door and left.

In fact, he was not careful. Xie Jiuyuan and Gu Zhen showed up because Wen Chongde had a strange sign. They knew that Wen Chongde's death was approaching, so they sent Xie Jingqing away.

Wen Chongde's body was full of golden light. If you look carefully, it is the golden needles transformed from tens of thousands of innocent souls, which are moving around his body, and the two iron lotus flowers that penetrated the lute bone dragged behind him. After a while, Wen Chongde opened his mouth wide, Shouting silently, Xie Jiuyuan and Gu Zhen looked intently, and found that his bones seemed to be shaking, and his flesh and flesh were piercing from time to time, which was very terrifying.

After a while, the bones in Wen Chongde's body seemed to be shrinking and condensing, and there was a cracking sound all over his body, and there were sounds of bones breaking and shrinking. Flesh, like tattered clothes draped over bones.

Gu Zhen leaned against Xie Jiuyuan, neither of them could tell what mood they were in at the moment, the only thing that was certain was that they had no sympathy for Wen Chongde.

In the end, the wooden prison was full of flesh and blood, and a white bone lotus floated in mid-air. Tens of thousands of wronged souls turned into lotus stamens, like a wick lighting a lantern, illuminating the bone lotus to give off a glimmering dark light.

Then a bit of Buddha's light shone out of thin air, and the bone lotus and the flesh and blood all disappeared, and there was not even a trace of bloody smell left in the room.

Gu Zhen and Xie Jiuyuan looked at each other silently and held each other's hands tightly.

[After death in this life, you will not enter reincarnation. 】

So, take advantage of the present.

On January 13, the [-]th year of Qiyuan, Marquis Fusang died of illness, and Emperor Qiyuan buried him as a Marquis without a posthumous title.

On that day, the Ministry of Science and Technology Development was handed over to Zhang Yuan and Xie Jiuyuan.

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*My cat's rebellion broke my heart at five o'clock