Immediately after the death of the master

No one would choose me.

The old mother made up her mind, she raised her head, her eyes were firm, and she said the last sentence I didn't want to hear:

"We want Fu Keji to live."

I raised my hands, covered my ears, shook my head frantically and said:

"I do not want."

The old mother walked in to me, she grabbed my hand holding the dagger, slowly broke it away from my ear, pointed the dagger at her chest, and said to me:

"He is my little master's only son."

"I do not--"

I tried to get rid of the hand that I wanted to get rid of, but her hand was like an iron clamp, no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't escape. I could only watch the dagger stab into her chest.

"We must let him live..."

Blood spattered all over my body, and the disgusting feeling of the dagger piercing into the flesh. In the extreme pain, the old mother's standing body remained unshakable. She held my hand tightly and brought the dagger in my hand down. Crossed out—the abdomen was cut open, the gastrointestinal organs were cut off, and paste-like flesh and blood gushed out of her abdominal cavity.

Among the flesh and blood that could not distinguish the prototype, the old mother fell on her back, the blade broke away from her body, and I stood there trembling while holding the dagger.It was a long time before I realized what had happened, the dagger fell to the ground, my legs went limp, and I fell in the flesh.

"I...I promise you...old mother..."

My hands were soaked in the blood that was gradually congealing, and my clothes were completely soaked in the blood. I knelt down in front of the old mother, looked at the murdering dagger, and said expressionlessly.

The old mother lived with Fu Keji, and Fu Keji had waited for a long time but still couldn't find the old mother, so he ran to me quietly to see what happened. As soon as he stepped into the house, he had an equal expression on his face. It changed, and he rushed to the old mother's side, hugged the old mother's body, his eyes were reddened by the horror in front of him.

"Who did this?" The child's words were full of murderous intent. He questioned me, but he didn't put any doubts on me.

"It's you, Fu Keji." I said with a sneer.

I feel worthless for my old mother. Is it really worth it to give my life so recklessly for such a bear child, for such a worthless bastard?Didn't she think about what should I do after she went to die so recklessly, what should I do if I love her?

Is it worth it, I asked her, I asked me, is it really worth giving up my life for the so-called loyalty, loyalty to the master?

"Me? Li Nianen, you—"

"To protect you, Fu Keji. To protect you, I killed the old mother."

I interrupted him, picked up the dagger, and stood up.

I know I withheld the truth, I know I lied, but I don't regret it.I'm just jealous of him, jealous of my old mother's unreserved love for him, and jealous of my old mother's dedication to him.

There is nothing wrong with jealousy, and I did not break my vows because of jealousy.

According to my agreement with the old mother, I just need to let Fu Keji live, and I have no obligation to take care of this brat.Every time I see him, I think of my old mother who died for him. I would rather he hate me than contact him. It will remind me of another pointless effort of mine, of my complete failure.

Fu Keji looked at me, at the dagger in my hand, and slowly changed his expression.

"How dare you, how dare you!"

He jumped up from the ground suddenly, blushing, and rushed towards me waving his fists.

I kicked him in the abdomen, and kicked the little boy who was not yet ten years old to the side. The pain distorted his face, but he didn't care about the wound on his body at all. He turned over, clenched his fists, and wanted to Come to me.Without even moving half a step, I kicked him down again.Of course Fu Keji is not my opponent, I am the teacher who taught him martial arts, the master who introduced him.

He sparred with me, no doubt playing with the hatchet.

He has a ferocious face, is covered in bruises, and his clenched teeth are full of blood. In order to defeat me, the devil, he got up again and again, and was kicked down by me again and again.

Finally, before I completely knocked him down, I felt bored, so I didn't give her a chance to get up again, and I stepped on the thin back, trampling him in the blood, and there was no turning back.

Fu Keji struggled to get up, but he was only a nine-year-old child, how could he resist my strength, he could only be trampled under my feet.

"I will kill you! Li Nianen, I will never let you go!"

He turned his face sideways and looked at me with extremely angry eyes, with unquenchable hatred burning in his pupils.I didn't feel the powerless anger, and I stepped on his back even harder.I looked down at the child who had received all the love of the old mother, and told him:

"Let's talk about it after you can beat me," I looked at this child who could do nothing contemptuously, and gave him an extremely slanderous title——

"Little boy."

That was the first time I called him a brat, adding this insulting title to him.

That malicious title has stuck with us ever since.

In the next twenty years, the years covered up the rift between us, but failed to eliminate the hatred and jealousy between the two of us.Now, because of Ji Qingshuang's incident, hatred and my own sense of powerlessness have been awakened, and the child I hate has rekindled his killing intent towards me.

I killed his wet nurse once, and now I've ruined the one he considered his mother.

How could he not hate me, how could he not want to kill me.

"I will kill you, Li Nianen."

I picked up a cherry from the fruit plate, lazily put it in my mouth, and reminded him with a smile:

"Let me teach you the last point. Hatred is not based on what you say, but what you do."

Fu Keji said exactly the same words as 20 years ago, but it was different from 20 years ago.This time he looked extremely calm, hatred burning in his eyes like a still fire, and Yuan Jian was put in its sheath, not showing its edge.

Unlike the child Fu Keji who could only roar helplessly 20 years ago, the young Fu Keji never does meaningless things, and he will turn his jokes into proverbs.

I'm waiting for him to see how far he can go.

Let's see if he, the child I taught myself, can win me over.

The martial artist on the stage held his sword in his hand and sang lines from the playbook to the audience in the audience.

[Go to Liangshan to borrow soldiers, Gao Qi!thief!I will sweep away your treacherous officials! 】

"Good! Good singing!"

I stood up and applauded the samurai loudly.Today's role, today's play, is really suitable for the occasion.At this time, I, a money fan, couldn't bear to take out the heavy silver ingots and throw them on the stage as rewards.

After I finished rewarding this martial artist, when I turned around, the boy was nowhere to be seen.

There are many people around me who like to listen to operas. There have been yin and yang little princes who have come to this theater, and there will also be little brats who drag me back, and the jealous Ninth Prince.

The people in the play performed the joys and sorrows, the hatred of the country and the family, and it was extremely lively; the people watching the play staged intrigue and alliance.

But it is always lively, unlike now, only the staff who have to follow me are left.

Wei Kexin, who watched the whole process, walked out from behind the screen.

I leaned on the railing of the box without turning my head, and said to him enthusiastically:

"Old Wei."

"Eh." Wei Kexin's voice trembled a little, he knew he heard something he shouldn't have heard.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I have something good to tell you," I comforted him, "Didn't you always say that the official documents are heavy, and I squeeze you? Now, I will give you a chance to liberate—go to the frontier fortress! Go to our newly built Land! To accompany our only little prince! Build a good relationship with the future heir and use it as future political capital!"

I said things that I didn't even believe, and fooled my own subordinates.

"Isn't this just asking me to help you keep an eye on Fu Keji? If I don't go, I won't go if I die!"

What kind of person Wei Kexin is, and how many years he has been with me, he knows best what kind of shit I am, so this guy won't believe my nonsense.

"Old Wei, how can you live up to my good intentions." I turned around with a heartbroken look.

Wei Kexin was unmoved.

"Who cares about your good intentions or bad intentions? If you do this well, you will be killed by Fu Keji, and if you do poorly, you will kill me. I won't do it, and I won't do it even if I die."

He straightened his neck and hugged the pillar next to him, as if you were doing nothing to me.

Facing such a loyal and unyielding subordinate, I sighed and confessed to him:

"Hey -- it's not up to you, the transfer order has been issued, if you don't go, you will turn around."

"You——Fine, count yourself as ruthless!" Wei Kexin made an unsightly gesture to me, and climbed down from the pillar. Vice Governor Wei straightened his long gown, and he turned into a suave and handsome man again. , he sat calmly on the soft couch, picked up the flagon to pour himself wine, but Fu Keji had already emptied the flagon, and he felt lonely.Deputy Wei Yushi pretended nothing happened, and coughed softly, "However, boss, in order to prevent me, a person with no bottom line, from betraying you, you have to give me a confession anyway."

I chuckled lightly, and revealed my plan to Wei Kexin, who was looking at me with Baba:

"Isn't there another one in the empress's belly?"

The scene of "Running at Night" ended, and the next scene opened immediately. The actors made their debuts, and this twisted scene was equally exciting.

The master wants to drive me to a dead end, but I will not let him do so. If he wants to support Fu Keji, then I will switch to his own son. This scene between me and him will not be allowed to leave until the final chapter .

"Oh, poor His Royal Highness Fu Keji, tsk tsk..."

Wei Kexin understood what I meant, he walked to my side, looked at the characters in the play, and commented