Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

In the Tianxun Temple, Sang Qianjin, dressed in a bright yellow dragon suit, stood quietly by the side, looking at the maids and imperial doctors coming and going in front of him with indifferent eyes.

He built this Xuntian Temple specially for his paralyzed father. He thought it would not take long, but he did not expect his father to be so fateful. After four years, it seems that he finally resisted. Not over.

The white-bearded imperial doctor knelt tremblingly in front of him, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, I have tried my best, I am afraid that the Supreme Emperor's will to die is already alive, this time... I can't make it through, please ask Your Majesty spares the life of the old minister." After speaking, he began to kowtow.

Sang Qianjin glanced at him indifferently, had a vague impression of this old man, and asked coldly, "When did I see you?"

The imperial doctor hurriedly replied: "Four years ago, Jun Jin's son Wen An accidentally ingested poisonous wine, and it was the old minister who rescued him."

Sang Qianjin froze for a moment, how long...hasn't heard of this name...

"Go back and take care of yourselves." Sang Qianjin came back to her senses, dropped a sentence coldly, and entered the inner room. The old man's body had shrunk so badly that there was an unpleasant smell in the air. Sang Qianjin frowned. Still standing in front of the respected Supreme Emperor, looking down at him.

The old emperor was still dying, staring at Sang Qianjin with a bit of resentment.

Sang Qianjin twitched the corners of her mouth, sneered disdainfully, and said mercilessly: "You are about to die, what do you want to pretend? Looking at your eyes, do you hate me? As a son, it wasn't me back then." It's not that I made you angry into the shabby state you are now, I have worked hard to support you for so long; as the emperor, I have managed this country properly, destroyed Jun Jin, and made Heavenly Maniac become I have lost the number one country, what else do you hate about me?"

The old emperor took a few breaths, and said hoarsely: "You framed your brother, took my position, unfaithful, unrighteous, and unfilial..."

Sang Qianjin looked coldly at the person on the bed, and suddenly lost all thoughts. It was funny that she was still stubborn when she was about to die: "Could it be that you think you can continue to sit on the throne just like you? It's ridiculous. You'd better go survey the sky with peace of mind, it's time for this palace to be burned."

The old emperor's eyes began to loosen, and his mouth continued to open and close, but he could no longer make a sound, and the slightly fishy saliva dripped down, but this time there was no maid to wipe it.

Sang Qianjin leaned down, squinted her eyes, and suddenly said with a vicious smile: "Do you know how I will deal with your second and fourth children after you have done that?"

"I sent them down to keep him company."

The old emperor's eyes widened suddenly, his body froze, and he lost his breath.

Sang Qianjin straightened up, staring at the body that was not yet cold, for a long time, before turning around and leaving. Immediately, there was a mournful cry from behind...

In the eighth year of Tiankuang 320, at noon on the [-]th day of the [-]th month, the Supreme Emperor came to heaven, and Tiankuang mourned.

Sang Qianjin walked out of the palace in ordinary clothes, walked slowly to the mansion where Wen An used to be, and opened the door with a "squeak", and the copper ring on the door touched her hand, feeling a little cold.

The sound of his footsteps alone resounded clearly in the huge courtyard, and a small layer of dust floated on the ground, unknowingly staining the corners of his clothes, and a dark color appeared after a while.

Wen An, after four years, I still came to see you...

He looked at the only bright and clean courtyard in the mansion in a daze, feeling a little dazed, everything here seemed as if Wen An had never been far away from him, maybe in the next second, a person leaning lazily under a tree would squint his eyes and call out With a cry, he raised the exquisite jade cup in his hand and invited him to drink...

As if possessed by a demon, he walked towards the stone bench under the tree step by step, pressed his hand on the stone table, stroked it inch by inch, rubbed against the corner of the table like nostalgia, and then sat down with his robe lifted.

The sky was a bit gloomy, he looked up, and couldn't help frowning, Wen An would only appear here when the weather was excellent, letting the warm sunshine shine all over his body, but such a scene, when he was surrounded by himself It rarely appeared when it was involved in the battle for the throne.

He smiled wryly, as if since he tied Wen An to a boat, Wen An's life had completely deviated from the track. He wondered if Wen An was down there and would blame him, because even if he knew who wanted to force him to die , but he couldn't make a move, he could only wait until his deadline came, perhaps, he could be counted as one of the people who forced him...

He never knew that An Wu, whom he had never paid much attention to, would be a lunatic, saying that Wen An hindered his future, Wen An seduced him, it was ridiculous, who blocked someone's future, who seduced whom, and An Wu was completely fooled It's the other way around, if it wasn't for him, if it wasn't for him...Wen An would definitely live a good life and avenge himself. How could he be so proud to take advantage of him, even if it was the original request for an alliance...

The future, the person he fought for is gone, there is no future to speak of, now how the world talks about his bloodthirsty, and how he has no future, what does it have to do with him!

He let An Wu live to taste all the criminal laws in the dungeon, only to find out that his father's handwriting was behind it, people are useless, and he can order people with one mouth. He can't move that person, but he can use it He was completely imprisoned in the palace, cut off all his eyes and ears, sealed his mouth, and killed his second and fourth children who had diverted his thoughts...

However, he could only take revenge like this...

He shook his head and smiled wryly, probably the person Wen An hates the most is actually him.

Caused him to be poisoned and drunk, and lost his clear voice; caused him to be hostile by the prince, and was inexplicably given a marriage; His confidant cut off his connection with his subordinates, broke his wings, forced him to face himself as a proton, and was accused by others...

When I think about it now, I realize how much I went too far. Sang Qianjin laughed in a low voice, but there was heavy sadness in that voice.

Wen An, I listen to you, destroy Jun Jin who insulted you, and kill all those who have hurt you before your grave. If you feel comfortable, can you...can you enter my dream once? , as long as you hit me, scold me, kill me, I'm willing, as long as... I can see you again, it's been four years, I don't think that even your appearance can only be blurred in the end remember...

A little wet mark appeared on the dry stone table, followed by another drop. Sang Qianjin slowly buried her head in the crook of her elbow. She didn't move for a long time. When the autumn wind picked up, the withered and yellow leaves fluttered down...