[Da Han Tianzi] Revenge after the abolition

Zhang Tang didn't understand, but an unprecedented sense of crisis made him immediately vigilant. Looking at Liu Che who turned around and walked back, Zhang Tang's eyes flashed strangely, and he blocked the way, "Your Majesty, why are you so anxious? "

Uncoverable anxiety and irritability suddenly appeared in Liu Che's eyes. He glanced at Zhang Tang coldly, but strode directly past Zhang Tang. He gritted his teeth fiercely, but felt a trembling feeling, " That voice..."

very familiar.

It was the voice in his memory, he felt it was natural when he heard it, but he didn't think of it until he left for so long - that person's voice.

That woman was once the person he admired when he was young. It was a kind of dependence and trust unconsciously from the bottom of his heart. The feelings of young people are always beautiful and pure, so that even if they develop to that state later, he often thinks of her. Chen Ajiao couldn't help being soft in her heart when she was young.

The Gillian in his heart, the arrogant and unreasonable Gillian, are all in his mind at this moment, constantly intertwined, making him even more agitated.

Suddenly, a thought popped up: What if the Jiao he wanted to hide and the Jiao he wanted to bury were the same person?

The gloom in Zhang Tang's eyes lingered, like a dark cloud, and his thin lips still gave off a dull taste. He couldn't let Liu Che go on, but at this moment, there was no way to stop Liu Che , because in Liu Che's eyes, not only the decisive killing and the ruthlessness of the emperor, but also the dead truth hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

Zhangtang suddenly felt that he was very despicable. He was thinking that he should say it, but he swallowed it countless times, but he didn't know why he swallowed it again. He is a ruthless person. hot.

Others called him a cruel official, and even Guo Sheren taunted him mercilessly when he was in a hurry, but at this moment, no matter how decisive and ruthless he was, he couldn't say a word at this moment.

Liu Che walked a few steps on this deserted and deserted street, and then stopped suddenly, with a kind of confusion in his eyes.

"Zhang Tang, did you hear it?"

Zhang Tang shook his head, pretending to be puzzled: "What happened to Your Majesty?"

Liu Che was a little dizzy, too many things came to his mind at once, it can be said that he had mixed feelings, no matter how hard the days were, were he afraid of being defeated by this person's voice?

He slowly put his hands behind his back, as if to give himself some confidence, did he hear wrong?

After all, people say that they think day by day and dream at night, and his guilt tortures him day by day, which has already made him miserable. The Liu Che that others see is wearing thick armor, his twelve-pronged crown, The black gold embroidered dragon robe was all armor to cover his scars, but no one knew that this young emperor was almost on the verge of collapse.

He tried to find his own salvation, but when he chose the position of the ruthless emperor, he had already betrayed his only salvation.

His voice was very low, as if it was coming out of his throat, it was so vague that Zhang Tang could hardly hear it clearly.

Liu Che said: "Look at it, it will make me give up."

No matter how many people in this world are similar to her, it can't be her. He was just looking for bits and pieces of memories about the past after she left.

The pain was too deep, he hurt himself, and he hurt others.

Zhang Tang was speechless, at some point, the hostility in the corners of his eyes and brows melted a little, at that moment he thought, let nature take its course.

Whether he found it or not, he recognized it.

Zhang Tang has always felt that he is a man who has exhausted all his organs, even he has done a lot of unconscionable things. When interrogating others, he used ruthless means to turn the prison of Ting Wei Mansion into a living hell mansion in the world. He also draws on his fame, He carefully hides his desire...

That's it.

He followed in Liu Che's footsteps, and the closer he got to the cup restaurant just now, the calmer he felt. On the other hand, Liu Che was the opposite of Zhang Tang. With a voice so similar to Gillian, Zhang Tang never lied, he said he didn't hear it...

However, he still couldn't let it go, and didn't want to give up the possibility of finding that tiny bit. Finally, he came to the front of Yibei Restaurant again. The door was still closed, and there seemed to be no movement inside. Liu Che pressed his chest and walked up the steps step by step. .

At this time, the wind blew over and brought some thin heating. Although the whole still made people feel cold, he felt his heart came alive. He was sinful and ugly, but the person he liked still did nothing. The clean one is still the same Gillian who would get angry with herself for a long time because of a cat.

Chen Ajiao is a few years older than him, but she is always much more mature.

The clouds also ran very slowly, and the sun fell from the gaps in the clouds, spreading on the street like a brocade. Liu Che took a deep breath and knocked on the door again.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

There were only three beeps, and there was a bit of hesitation, suspicion and anticipation when tapping. Zhang Tang stood behind, feeling that the man in front of him was very pitiful.This is the monarch he is loyal to, and it is difficult to have both beauty and country.

Never should, never should, Chen Gillian is the granddaughter of Empress Dowager Dou.

Soon, there was a voice inside.

"The wine shop is busy, please come back at the evening market for a drink."

Liu Che's hand, which was about to knock on the door, suddenly froze. He stood in front of the door, his expression suddenly sank, like the sky that suddenly became cloudy.

The tightly pursed lips, stiff lines, and unnaturally curled fingers all reflected the pain in his heart.

No, not this voice.

He gritted his teeth until he felt the smell of blood coming out of his throat, and then he slowly let go, "Impossible..."

It is impossible for him to hear wrong, or he absolutely does not want to be wrong.

What about Gillian's voice?

Although the voice inside was quiet, it was no longer the one from before.

He remembers Chen Ajiao's voice very clearly. He once joked that Chen Ajiao's voice is very suitable for singing those songs and fus on the street, but he was reprimanded by Guantao Princess Liu who suddenly appeared, saying how Ajiao could sing those songs.Chen Ajiao just laughed at that time and didn't say anything.

Even if he forgot his own voice, he would not forget hers.

Zhang Tang sighed and persuaded: "Your Majesty, it's time to go back to the palace—"

"impossible!"

He suddenly pierced him with a sharp look, which was not aimed at Zhang Tang, but that look was indeed directed at Zhang Tang. Zhang Tang felt his scalp go numb, and he almost avoided it, but the last reason made him stop this kind of behavior. move.

He stopped talking.

Liu Che raised his hand again, his expression became extremely calm, as if nothing had happened before.

Keep knocking on the door, "Knock knock..."

The people inside seemed a little impatient, and then they heard the sound of the door bolt being dragged, and the originally closed door slowly opened.

With a "squeak", long and slowly, the gap in the door slowly widened. The gap looked dark, but as the gap widened, gradually, the light from the outside sky slanted in.

In winter, the sun is very early and westward, and the sun is always oblique at this time.

The sun was very warm, but Liu Che's heart was very cold.

Zhao Wanhua stood in the door with a pale face and a slight smile. She looked at Liu Che with some confusion in her big almond-shaped black eyes: "Does the guest want wine?"

Liu Che took a step back, almost stepped on the wrong foot, and fell down the steps. Zhang Tang reached out to help him, but Liu Che stretched out his hand and waved him away. He was like a wounded beast at the moment, full of expectations when he saw Zhao Wan When painting, it turned into disappointment, even despair.

He asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The question was almost illogical, and he shouldn't have asked it, because the voice he heard was not the woman's voice.

Zhao Wanhua didn't know why but felt that her body was bone-chillingly cold. She took a step back, but then clasped the door frame with her fingernails, "I am the person in charge of a cup of wine restaurant, my lord seems to have forgotten."

She remembered that this person was a frequent visitor to the restaurant, but Zhao Wanhua only saw it at the counter.

Her eyes moved away slightly, landed on Zhang Tang, and passed by in a flash, as if she didn't know each other, "The wine shop was discussing internally just now, so I didn't intend to neglect you two. If you want to drink, please- —”

She turned sideways, retreated to the door, and gestured to lead the way, meaning to invite them in, but Liu Che stood there stiffly, not like a stone but like ice, and he still stared at him intently. Painting by Zhao Wan.

"Who was speaking just now?"

Zhao Wanhua's heart skipped a beat, she could almost guess that the status of the person in front of her was definitely not simple, because even Ting Wei Zhang Tang was standing behind him, and just now he could be said to be rude and just waved Zhang Tang away. Tang, who is this man?What kind of intentions do you have?

She thought of Madam, but before she had time to react, Liu Che had already stepped into the wine shop, and stood in front of Zhao Wanhua like that. He was taller, slender, and even his palms were strong and slender. of feeling.

These two hands can hold a pen, and they can also hold a sword. They hold the power of life and death in the whole world. Whoever he wants will live, and whoever he wants will die. No one should ever disobey his orders.

The same is true for Zhao Wanhua in front of her.

"Before, I came to knock on the door. At that time, who responded at the door?"

With a stern tone and awe-inspiring murderous intent, Liu Che's eyes were so cold that he wanted to immerse him in a frozen lake in the cold winter.

He put one hand behind his back, but stretched out the other hand, as if he wanted to pinch Zhao Wanhua's neck, but in the end he took it back for some unknown reason. He looked at Zhao Wanhua whose lips were trembling. This woman is not beautiful, only A pair of eyes are beautiful, but at the moment he is not in the mood to appreciate them. "answer me."

Just now, the 360-degree evaluation was still going on in this hall, but at this time, the people had already dispersed, and everyone was doing their own things.

There were not many people staying in the hall, and Ruan Yue didn't know where she went. Qi Jian just came out from the back, and when he saw Liu Che stretching out his hand, he yelled, drew his sword and pointed at Liu Che , "Let her go!"

Liu Che turned his head suddenly, the long sword was sharp, and when it came to him, he stretched out his hand to hold the blade directly. But at this moment——

With his eyes, he looked down on the world!

Seeing the blood dripping from the blade, Zhang Tang's eyes became ruthless, but he said coldly, "Qi Jian back down!"

Hearing Zhang Tang's voice, Qi Jian was stunned for a moment, but he was already distracted. His hand hurt, and his mouth trembled. It was already injured. The sword came out of his hand and fell into Liu Che's palm.

Hearing a sound of sword groaning, the long sword turned back, Liu Che held it in his hand and cut it straight forward, the sharp point of the sword just landed on Qi Jian's neck and throat, and it was about to cut into the flesh.

The blood on Liu Che's finger fell on the sword just now, and now it slowly slid down along the slanted blade. He looked at Qi Jian coldly, "The sword skill is good."

Qi Jian only felt that his vest was covered in cold sweat, and he was so shocked by the eyes of the man in front of him that he couldn't say a word.

Zhang Tang closed his eyes, and suppressed all the emotions that surged up in his heart. There was a moment of darkness in front of him, hiding his little-known cruelty, and when he opened it again, it was still as calm as the deep sea.

Liu Che stretched out his hand and held the sword. Although there was blood on his finger, it was steady without the slightest tremor, just like Liu Che's heart at the moment.

He turned his head slowly, lifted those two light-colored lips, but spit out a sentence: "Zhang Tang, you are fine."