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The inner hall is full of candles, and the wind and rain outside the hall are blocked by the closed doors. Moths are tentatively fluttering about the flames, and the copper mirror reflects the warm light.

Shu Dianhe is rare? Will she appear in a black robe? Even if she didn't come in with Xuancheng today, she will find another opportunity before Lu Meng dies? Walking into this inner hall, she has been acting stupid for so long, isn't she? Is it for this purpose?

While Lu Meng was asking questions, she was also asking herself, who am I?

There was a jade bowl on the small table next to the bed, which was filled with a light yellow transparent liquid. Shu Dian rolled up his sleeves and held it up. His slender fingers became whiter and more translucent against the suet jade.

She scooped up a little liquid with a spoon, put it under her nose and sniffed it lightly, after careful examination, she recognized that it was ginseng soup for hanging.

It undoubtedly indicates that the emperor in front of him has come to the end of his life span, and now he is lingering on his last breath, completely relying on soup and medicine to maintain it.

Even though Lu Meng still couldn't see the other party clearly, due to his natural keenness, he still smelled a bit of danger from the silent other party, and added a bit of forced sternness in his tone, asking: "What are you doing?" Who is it?"

"The Supreme Emperor? Don't panic, you must know me." Shu Dianhe put the bowl back to its original position, lifted the hem and sat down casually beside Lu Meng's bed.

Lu Meng heard her voice seemed familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, with a confused look on his face.

While paying attention to Lu Meng's expression, Shu Dianhe said slowly, "My surname is Chu..."

Lu Meng's expression was startled, and he squeezed out his teeth, "Chu!"

"Yes..." Shu Dianhe smiled, as if teasing his prey, and said, "I am the overlord who hunted in every possible way, wishing to get rid of the remnants of the previous dynasty quickly.

Isn't it the emperor? Can you believe it, I am still alive, and I can walk in front of you so easily?? "

"You!" Lu Meng clenched the quilt tightly, with a ferocious face, his eyes were slow to see the person in front of him clearly, especially the silver mask on her face.

"And I'm here to see my father off." Before he waited? He spoke again, and the other party suddenly changed his name.

Hearing the very familiar "Father Emperor", Lu Meng suddenly recognized whose voice it was, and his eyes, which were deeply sunken in their sockets, suddenly opened wide.

Under his unbelievable gaze, Shu Dianhe lifted off the mask covering his appearance, a face unique in the world, and her eyes as cold as blades. The person in front of him, but his hands and feet were trembling, but he had no strength at all, just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Does the emperor recognize who I am now?" Shu Dian asked with a smile on his lips and raised his eyebrows.

"You! Aren't you? Are you dead?" Lu Mengzi's face was flushed, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he almost thought he had encountered a ghost, so he asked desperately.

The flickering of the candle attracted Shu Dianhe's attention. A moth was bathed in the fire and was dying, and it was about to turn into a cluster of fire.

Did Shu Dian agree? After thinking about it, he picked up the scissors for cutting the candle flower, cut half of the candle flame, and rescued it. The moth fell to the ground and was still alive.

"Thanks to the blessing of the father, not only did the minister not die in Qihuang Palace, but also escaped from the poisoned wine of the father. Maybe this is fate? The minister is ordered to send the father back. "

She wiped off the scorching marks on the scissors with a handkerchief, and said calmly.

As long as she wanted to, she could take Lu Meng's fragile life at any time without even using the sharp weapon in her hand.

"Xuan...cheng Xuancheng." Lu Meng struggled and stretched out a hand as old as bark, trying to ask for help outside.

Hearing these two words, Shu Dianhe's indifferent expression was slightly moved, but it was quickly hidden by?

She said unceremoniously and sarcastically: "It's pouring rain outside, your voice is so low, Father, Xuancheng can't hear it."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lu Meng asked in a hoarse and inarticulate voice with red eyes, panting.

"I want my father to repay everything that I owe me, can my father do it?" Shu Dianhe asked rhetorically.

Lu Meng hated himself for being able to get up and slashed his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're dreaming!"

Does Shu Dian agree? Thinking so, sneered, and humiliated: "Father, do you regret it now? Regret your blindness, the son-in-law and courtier you chose for your favorite daughter, isn't it just a woman, or The orphan of your enemy?"

"Could it be that you claim to be wise and martial, and you know every detail?"

"Is this the emperor who has never done anything wrong?"

Shu Dianhe's continuous questioning made Lu Meng's hands and feet cold, and his already purple lips trembled uncontrollably, and he said angrily, "I'm not wrong!"

I don't know what he thought of, a trace of fear flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he said, "You don't want to hurt Shu Dianhe, and he turned a deaf ear to it, clenched the scissors in his hand, and blue veins with clear veins appeared on the back of his hand, and said: "No Wrong, how did the prince die of illness?How was the king? Do you doubt it?And the Eight Kings and Nine Kings were abandoned? How did you abandon them? "

"Isn't the tiger poisonous? Eat your child! And you, Lu Meng, treat your parents and children like this, which shows that you are more vicious than an evil tiger!"

"You!" Lu Meng's throat sweetened, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Is Shu Dianhe too lazy? No matter how much he spends talking with him, there may be someone outside at any time? Come in and disrupt her position.

She raised her head, looked at the curtains hanging from the beams, and said casually: "Father, choose a decent way to die, whether it is hanging, poisoning, or directly piercing you with these scissors." chest?"

"If you kill me, Xuancheng won't let you go." Lu Meng saw that she still had feelings for Xuancheng, and said with blood in his eyes.

Although what he said was straightforward, the trembling body under the blanket still revealed the deep fear of death in his heart.

Shu Dianhe sneered, since the day she made up her mind to take revenge, she had already given up thinking about Xuancheng.

What she bears is not only her personal hatred, but also the blood debt of hundreds of people from her parents' clan, and the life that Chen Chatou sacrificed to save her.

For the past six years, no matter how many days and nights, the scene of opening the sack and seeing Chen Chatou's cold body kept popping up before her eyes.

She didn't even know what Chen Chatou's full name was, but she let him die for nothing.

Shu Dianhe's shame, guilt, resentment, and cruelty all rushed to his heart, his eyes were stained red, and the gentle temperament around him disappeared.

She stood up, cut off a section of white curtain with scissors, and wrapped it around Lu Meng's neck again and again, even if it was death, she wanted him to die in the most painful way!

Lu Meng was unable to hold on to the death lock around his neck. He was so frightened that his crotch became hot, and there were bursts of stench from his pants.

Just when Shu Dianhe was determined to tighten the white silk in her hand, a thought suddenly hit her heart, like a blow to the head, making her stop all her movements.

It's too quiet, this inner hall is too quiet, and she and Lu Meng have confronted each other for so long, but no one came in. This is absolutely impossible in an ordinary palace.

She quickly calmed down, put down the white silk in her hand, and slowly looked at the tightly closed inner hall door.

Lu Meng was frightened? His face turned pale, he rolled his eyes, and passed out directly.

When they walked out of the inner hall of the Taiyu Palace, the imperial physicians and servants who had been guarding here before were gone, and the huge palace was empty with only candles left.

The door of the main hall was open, Xuancheng sat alone on the steps in front of the court, watching the rain screen motionless, his back was lonely and lonely.

Shu Dianhe stepped out of the threshold, didn't he? With just one more look, he knew that even the Jinwu Guard, who was supposed to fulfill his duties, had been removed by her.

Although the rain at this time was lighter than when Shu Dianhe entered the hall, the sky was getting dark a little bit.

The slanting rain continued, and the dark sky made people? Can’t see? Clear the world, only the cornices and bucket arches in the distance can be seen shrouded in the hazy rain, the green trees are green, the red walls and white bricks, and the entire row of dragon heads on the base of the main hall are spraying. Standing next to the waterfall, the sound of uproar is endless.

"Isn't it raining? I don't know how long it will last. We may not be able to leave the palace tonight."

When Xuancheng heard the footsteps behind him, his tone was flat like chatting, he said.

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull drum sound from the Qiao Tower in the distance. This was the first drum in Xushi, but it symbolized the passing of the day.

"When did you find out?" Shu Dianhe walked to her side and sat on the floor with her.

"Since you know me, why don't I know you?" Xuancheng said, still looking at Yu.

When she stretched out a hand to Shu Dianhe to teach her how to ride a horse, Shu Dianhe was stunned for a moment, then held her hand, got on the horse, and she confirmed the guess in her heart, the person in front of her? Was it six years ago? That person? Not at all. Ever been stupid.

Shu Dianhe remained silent, maybe he was recalling where he had revealed his flaws.

"Besides, this is what my father owes you, and he should pay it back..." Originally Xuancheng wanted to pretend nothing happened, but he couldn't hold back and asked, "Is he alright?"

Shu Dianhe followed her and looked at Yumu. He didn't know how to answer. He nodded and shook his head, and said, "It's neither good nor good. I didn't kill him, but he won't survive these two days."

For a moment, Shu Dianhe really wanted to end Lu Meng's life, but after she saw him being incontinent and unconscious due to the fright, a question flashed through her mind.

To be completely dead or to live in humiliation, which one is more painful?

A person like Lu Meng who is so arrogant and arrogant? Seeing that he is such a waste now that he can't even control his own excretion. The pain of the latter should be far greater than that of the former?

Plus...

"Why?" Xuancheng asked inexplicably. She didn't think that her father should die. She just wanted to know why Shu Dianhe would give up the rain. The private space of the two of them.

"Because of obsession."

"Some people do it for money, some people do it for power, and some people do it for immortality. Without exception, they all go crazy because of the obsession in their hearts, and I don't want to teach myself to become like them. Same person?."

Shu Dianhe still remembers how the Nine Kings walked towards the fire ladder without hesitation before they died, which is unforgettable.

Obsession is like the rope behind a marionette. It can make people lose their original mind and be driven by it.Once the obsession is let go, revenge seems to be boring.

"Then should I call you Shu Dianhe in the future, or Chu Chenghuan?" The heavy burden on his heart was lifted, and Xuancheng's tone of voice became brisk by itself.

Shu Dianhe hesitated for a moment, and said, "You should call me Shu Dianhe." Although this name is concerned about the past, at least it is not as heavy as "Chu Chenghuan", and there is not so much blood and hatred behind it.

Xuancheng originally wanted to ask her about the six years of her disappearance, did she really spend all of it on detoxification, but her words changed when she spoke them, didn’t she? Involuntarily, he took care and asked, “What’s wrong with you? Is the poison really detoxified? Is it completely clean?"

"Xi Wan only lied to you." Shu Dian agreed.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Xiwan, Xiwan, they are so affectionate." Xuancheng said, "Even if there is only one, it still deceives me enough."

"sorry."

"I don't? I want to hear this sentence." Xuancheng said with a straight face: "How can we make up for so much debt by saying sorry?"

The lights in the hall behind them became brighter and brighter, gradually dispelling the darkness surrounding the two of them.

Xuancheng looked at the still pattering rain. Even though he was prepared in his heart, once he thought that his father's candle in the palace behind him might be blown out at any time, his mood seemed to be polluted by the hazy weather, and he became I became sentimental, and I couldn't help but chanted "Poppy? Listen to the Rain" in my mouth.

"Youth? Listen to Yuge upstairs, the red candles are dim. The middle-aged? Listen to the rain in the boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken wild goose is called the west wind.

Now listening to the rain under the monk's hut, there are already stars on the temples.The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, from the first step to the next, every bit until dawn. "

The author has something to say: it is not over yet, there should be another chapter (probably, possibly, perhaps, there is a certain probability.)

Some people, you think she is Monte Cristo-Niu Kulu-Zhen Huan

In fact, she is a Han-shu-shuo, the blackening is just a change of black clothes.