Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

Yun Changrong was imprisoned on the stone bench, clutching the necklace in his hand, and a look of fear gradually appeared on his numb face.

He felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, as if there was a god hanging on it, watching his every move with sharp and penetrating eyes.

The evil thoughts hidden deep in his heart were seen through by these eyes.

At this moment, it was as if a layer of skin had been peeled off him alive. He was in pain, shame, and even more helpless.

"Father, you must believe me. This man is a liar, and he is separating the relationship between us father and son. You raised me with your own hands, don't you know what kind of person I am? How did I have those rebellious behaviors?" Thoughts?" Yun Changrong said these words in a choked voice.

He turned his head and looked at his adoptive father with red eyes, with deep sadness and unconcealable admiration on his face.Whenever he made a mistake, as long as he showed this expression, his adoptive father would definitely soften his heart.

King Qi stared at him with an unpredictable expression, shook his head and said, "I really don't know what kind of person you are."

He came out from behind Yun Changrong, walked up to Zhuang Li and stood still, looking condescendingly at the opposite side, and said slowly: "Since the gods are here, let's ask the gods."

Yun Changrong had long believed in this psychic game. Hearing these words, a sad expression immediately froze on his face.

King Qi stared at his adoptive son's flickering eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "In your heart, my life is completely incomparable with the throne, right? For the sake of the throne, you can kill me without hesitation?"

Under hypnosis, Yun Changrong couldn't throw away the silver necklace at all, so he could only watch helplessly as the necklace pendant pointed to "Yes".

He kept shouting: "No, that's not the case! All of this is fake! Father, it's this charlatan who is framing me! You must check his details carefully."

But he knew very well in his heart that the answer given by the gods was correct, that's what he thought.The gods could literally peer into his heart and expose his nastiest thoughts to the light of day.

It is precisely because of this awareness that he has never been able to break free from the hypnotic state.The person who controls him is no longer Zhuang Li, but the "god" floating above his head, that is, his own fear.

King Qi completely ignored the adoptive son's argument, and continued to ask: "I raised you, but you don't have the slightest gratitude to me, do you?"

"No, my son is grateful to you! My son has always regarded you as his biological father!" Yun Changrong shouted impatiently, but the necklace pointed to "Yes" after shaking violently.

King Qi closed his eyes, as if unwilling to face this reality.Zhuang Li immediately held his cold fingertips and gave silent comfort.

King Qi held Mr. Xiao's hand instead, and asked hoarsely, "You hate me, don't you?"

Yun Changrong frantically shook his head in denial: "No, no, my son doesn't hate you at all. Father, how could I hate you?"

Unfortunately, however, the necklace pinched on his fingertips pointed to "yes" again.

The small gazebo became deadly silent in an instant, and even Yun Changrong's rapid breathing stopped.He stared blankly at the Ouija board, and the urgent struggle on his face slowly turned into a sense of resignation.

The insight of the gods drove him into despair.

King Qi who had been standing all this time finally sat down.He looked at his adopted son calmly and asked, "Why do you hate me? I ask myself that I have nothing to do to you. Is it because your father died to save me?"

Yun Changrong didn't dare to say a word.The more intensely he denies it, after the gods give the opposite answer, the father will only look down on his despicableness.He finally understood that he was just a clown in the eyes of his father who was struggling in vain, and no amount of father-son love would be wiped out by these ugly truths.

This time, the necklace pendant points to "no" for the first time.

King Qi raised his eyebrows, as if he felt a little surprised.He thought that the adopted son hated him must be because of the death of his biological father.

As an outsider, Zhuang Li saw it more clearly than him, and said with a sneer, "He hates you not because of his parents, but because of your non-competition. If you had tried your best to fight for the throne from the beginning, he would be the crown prince now." He hates you for being incompetent, hates you for blocking his way, and hates you for holding his biggest handle. Since you don't fight, then he will get rid of you and fight for it himself. will be of use to him."

Every time Zhuang Li said something, Yun Changrong's face turned paler.

Zhuang Li had completely guessed what was on his mind.

Zhuang Li looked at Yun Changrong's empty head and asked, "God, am I right?"

Yun Changrong looked at the little silver arrow in great fear, but found in despair that it really pointed to "yes".

So far, Zhuang Li has dug out Yun Changrong's dirtiest thoughts.

For this sake, it is impossible for the King of Qi to maintain any tenderness for this adopted son.He said indifferently: "If the reason you hate me is because of your biological father, I can still look up to you. Now..."

He shook his head and didn't finish his sentence, but the disgust in his heart was clearly written on his face.

"Now you think it's better to have a dog than him, don't you?" Zhuang Li said venomously.He likes to put a knife in other people's hearts.

Yun Changrong stared at Zhuang Li with red eyes, and then looked anxiously at his adoptive father.

People's hearts are really contradictory. He hates his adoptive father, but also desperately longs for his adoptive father's approval and affirmation.He wanted to kill this man, but he hoped that he would always be a filial, honest, and capable son in the other party's heart.He no longer knew what he really wanted.

King Qi gave Mr. Xiao a helpless look, and nodded slowly: "Yes, I regret it. If I had known this, I would not have adopted you in the first place."

Yun Changrong stared blankly at his father, waves of hatred surged up in his heart, but after the waves lapped, what was left was bubbles of remorse.

It wasn't until this moment that he vaguely realized that he was about to lose something.

King Qi said indifferently: "Let's go on, King Qi's son died suddenly at this very moment. This king personally sent the son's coffin back to Beijing for burial. Prepare your carriage and set off immediately."

The commander of the guards promised loudly, but stood still, only looking at Yun Changrong with dark eyes.

King Qi stood up holding Mr. Xiao's hand, walked out of the pavilion without looking back, and said in a calm and cold tone, "Take off his golden crown, strip off his fine clothes, take off his expensive ornaments, and give him a Put on coarse clothes and drive him out of the other courtyard. Tomorrow the king will enter the palace and scratch his name off the jade plate. There has never been any heir in the Qi Palace, do you understand?"

"Understood!" All the guards agreed in unison.

King Qi's incomparably cold voice gradually dissipated in the wind: "I can give you everything, and naturally I can take everything back."

Hearing these words, Yun Changrong felt as if all the bones had been taken out of his body, and he suddenly collapsed on the stone table, and the necklace wrapped around his fingertips finally fell off with a bang.

He finally understood that he would not lose anything, he would only lose everything!Without King Qi's gift, he is nothing.The glory, wealth and power never belonged to him.

The leader of the guards strode into the gazebo, tore off Yun Changrong's gold crown and ornaments in twos and twos, pressed his hands behind his back on the table, and said with a sneer, "Remember, your father's surname is Gong, but not Yun, from now on, you will be the only one who is surnamed Yun. From now on, you will be called Gong Changrong, and you have never been a royal!"

Another guard walked into the gazebo and taunted Yun Changrong's fine clothes, "Changrong Changrong, the prince hoped that you would be honored for the rest of your life. It is all because of the prince that you are today, but you want to put the prince in the other direction." Damn, you don't even deserve the name 'Evergreen'!"

Yun Changrong was ashamed and angry by these words, and wanted to fight back, but the bones in his hands were removed by the guard commander.

The severe pain made him howl, but the adoptive father who cared about him, loved him, and even gave him everything, did not show up at all.

Yun Changrong desperately turned his head to look around, but he didn't find the figure who had gone and returned, and he didn't wait for the message of forgiveness from the other party, so the last glimmer of hope in his eyes slowly dissipated.

A group of guards roughly stripped Yun Changrong clean, put on civilian sackcloth, and threw him out of the other courtyard without fixing his hand bones.

The guards brought by Yun Changrong were isolated in another courtyard from the beginning to the end, completely unaware of what happened.In the evening, when it was getting dark, they received the news of the prince's sudden death, and then escorted a coffin, bypassing Luoxia Village at the foot of the mountain, and quietly returned to the capital along another official road.

In the rickety carriage, King Qi rested his head on Mr. Xiao's lap, stroked his chest with one hand, and covered his eyes with the other, as if he was in a bad mood.

Zhuang Li bent down and kissed his thin lips, and patiently coaxed: "It's not worth being sad for this kind of person. Your task now is to take good care of your body."

King Qi still covered his eyes and didn't speak.

Zhuang Li held his face, kissed his thin lips carefully, and whispered softly: "Stop thinking about it, everything is over. You have paid off what you owed him long ago, and he is not satisfied."

King Qi pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.

Zhuang Li racked his brains to think of words of comfort, but saw that his lover's ears had turned red to the point of bleeding at some point. This was not a heartbroken reaction, it was clearly taking advantage.

Zhuang Li laughed angrily, and immediately pulled away his lover's hand covering his face, but saw him squinting his eyes, looking like he was enjoying himself so much.

"Wow, the big fool has grown a brain!" Zhuang Li grabbed his lover's ear.

After being exposed, King Qi got up quickly, hugged the little gentleman into his arms, kissed and coaxed him, and took the initiative to hand the other ear into the little gentleman's hand, whispering flatteringly: "Twist it, twist it hard! In the future, I will Listen to you, I'm just an ear, okay?"

Zhuang Li pinched his ears, but he was reluctant to use force, and finally laughed helplessly.

The two hugged each other, exchanged an almost suffocating kiss, and spent what should have been the most difficult and painful day in each other's comfort.

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At the same time, a group of thieves lit a smoke and stunned the eldest family of Zhuang. They found hundreds of taels of silver from the wardrobe, under the bed, and beams, wrapped them in a jacket and skirt of Zhuang Tian'er, and carried them on their shoulders. , hastily disappeared into the night.