I don't read sage books

The author has something to say: I will not expand on the little emperor and foster father, everyone can make up their own brains!

In the seventh year of Yuan Ze's succession to the throne, the Jiang family, a foreign relative, rebelled. The military flag was hung high on the city wall, Jiang Wangxu was arrested, and the people rushed out, crying loudly on the street. At this point, the situation of foreign relatives seizing power for more than seven years finally came to an end.

In the dungeon of the deep palace, there was a residual candle falling on the dark ground. The visitor stepped into this rotten environment step by step, raised his hand to stop the guards who were about to follow up in the dungeon, and bent down into the cell surrounded by thick walls. In the middle, through the narrow skylight, sunlight leaked in, casting shadows on the slender figure locked by chains.

Jiang Wangxu's hair was disheveled, his face was still white and elegant, but the decadence in his eyes was hard to get rid of. Hearing the sound, he raised his head slowly, and saw the young emperor standing in front of him in a green-brown brocade robe, with a delicate face. Instead of submissiveness, it was replaced by a frightening and vicious prey. He finally realized that the old wolf cub had grown sharp claws and could no longer be manipulated by him.

Even though he was at a disadvantage, Jiang Wangxu still didn't change his expression, instead he showed a smile that could make this dark dungeon radiant, and said in a normal way, "Why does the sage have time to come to see this dying man, I'm so terrified. "

Ever since Wei Lin's defense plan was stolen that night, Jiang Wangxu knew that his power was over, and he would not stop doing anything, so he simply raised his troops to force the palace. Who would have thought that the little emperor had such a skill, and cultivated a large number of elites under his nose. , After all, the blood of the royal family is flowing, with ambition and strategy.

It has been five days since he was captured, and Jiang Wangxu didn't know what the outside world was like, but he already guessed that he was destined to die, and he didn't want to show his timidity in front of this little emperor who had always looked down on him.

Yuan Ze stood with his hands behind his back, inspecting Jiang Wangxu who was tied tightly by a heavy iron chain, and slowly stepped forward, his eyes drooping, showing a little coldness, he said, "Mr.

Jiang Wangxu's body was slightly stiff. When Yuan Ze was still young, he was the prince's tutor. It had been a long time since Yuan Ze called him Mr. Jiang Wangxu's face showed a little bewilderment when he recalled the time of laughing. Why did Yuan Ze want to call him so suddenly.

Yuan Ze raised his slender and fair hands, and slowly pinched Jiang Wangxu's cheeks. Jiang Wangxu frowned bitterly, trying to avoid him in disgust, but Yuan Ze was no longer a delicate young man who could hold him to death. In the palm of his hand, Yuan Ze squinted his eyes, as if he had poisoned Jiang Wangxu with hatred. He wished he could drink his blood and eat his flesh. Because of his hatred, his beautiful facial features looked slightly ferocious. He stared at Jiang Wangxu and said in a low voice, "Mr. At that time, I never thought that I would be reduced to such a point. Are you still dreaming of the spring and autumn dream of trampling me under my feet? Unfortunately, it is time to wake up from my dream. Bian was killed on the spot that day, and those who read Mr. today are all people who hated Mr., I heard that some people have already wanted to erect a statue for Mr., so they go forward every day to vent their past hatred."

A crack finally appeared on Jiang Wangxu's calm face.

Yuan Ze approached happily, staring at Jiang Wangxu's fair face, "There is a statue, and the people passing by can step up and kick Mr.'s body, slap Mr. on the cheek, there must be some children who don't know what to do, take off their underwear, Mister as a toilet to relieve your hands..."

There was a cold light in Jiang Wangxu's eyes, he gritted his teeth, "Yuan Ze!"

"I can't bear this kind of humiliation. Then I have been a docile dog by my side for seven years. How can I bear this kind of pain?" Yuan Ze was furious, and grabbed Jiang Wangxu by the neckline, sternly He slammed into the wooden post with great force. Jiang Wangxu was not a martial artist, so he couldn't bear it, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat.

Yuan Ze firmly pressed Jiang Wangxu on the stake, and reached out to wipe the blood stains on Jiang Wangxu's lips. Jiang Wangxu pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were full of murderous looks, he was furious, and raised his hand again to slap Jiang Wangxu hard. The accumulated resentment can finally be vented, and Yuan can't help but feel a twisted pleasure surge from inside.

The enemy he had to pretend to obey in the past is right in front of him, how can he not make him turbulent?

Jiang Wangxu couldn't bear the humiliation, but he still held on, spitting out blood, and sneered, "The Holy Majesty looks like a mad dog abandoned by his master. Even if I lose, I will die because I can see the majesty's begging for mercy." regret."

Yuan Ze suddenly grabbed Jiang Wangxu's slender neck, and with a little force, Jiang Wangxu frowned in pain, but instead of killing him, he moved closer and hit Jiang Wangxu's cheek with the breath of his words, "Mr. I want to let you taste what it is like to live without seeking death, from now on, Jiang Xiangye, who has no right to rule the world, only has a dog in my captivity, I hope you get used to it earlier."

Jiang Wangxu stared straight, and in an instant, something was forcefully stuffed into his mouth, Yuan Ze tightly covered his mouth to prevent him from spitting it out, he tasted the scent of fragrance, and felt as if he was on the verge of an enemy , struggling frantically.

Yuan Ze made sure that he swallowed it, then took out the cloth and stuffed it into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and hurting himself. He took a step back, looked at the humiliated Jiang Wangxu, and let out a strange low smile, "When will the sir want to understand his situation?" Now, I'll come and see Mr.

After finishing speaking, regardless of Jiang Wangxu's mournful cry from his throat, he turned and left without hesitation.

He has endured seven years of humiliation, and he will spend a long time asking Jiang Wangxu to get it back.

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It was supposed to be a time of universal celebration, but the Shizi Mansion seemed to be engulfed by the wind and snow in this world, and it was desolate.

Lin Jingyun entered the room with the meal, saw the figure arched on the bed, his face was full of sorrow, he walked over lightly, sat on the small stool in front of the bed, put the porcelain bowl down, patted the quilt lightly, and said in a low voice , "Qingyu, get up and drink some porridge."

Lin Qingyu hid in the quilt, heard her elder brother's voice, and slowly poked her head out.

His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but his eyes were red and swollen. His whole body seemed to be walking for many days without any vitality.

That night, according to what Wei Lin said, he handed over the defense plan to Chu Yan, and then wanted to return to the Wei mansion to rescue Wei Lin, but was stopped, and waited anxiously all night, until the news of Wei Lin's death in the flames came, Immediately, he fainted because of the grief, and in the next few days, he washed his face with tears every day, and was depressed. Even the holy doctor Chen Shen said that he had a heart disease, and it would be a waste to use even the best medicine.

Among the few people, Lin Qingyu listened to Lin Jingyun's words the most, so no matter how painful it was, his brother could barely eat a few mouthfuls after coaxing him, but today when he smelled the food, he felt nauseated and spit out some sour water.

Lin Jingyun worriedly wiped him with a veil. Seeing him ruining his body like this, he felt distressed and annoyed at the same time, but when he saw Lin Qingyu's eyes swollen into walnuts, he finally sighed, patted Lin Qingyu's back, and said in a warm voice, "If you go on like this, I'm afraid I'll fall ill too."

After crying for too long, Lin Qingyu couldn't cry anymore, but when he thought of Wei Lin under the moonlight that night, his heart still hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe. He grabbed his brother's sleeve and said sadly, "I don't want to do that either, but why does Wei Lin Can die, he has clearly promised to go back to Beiyang Town with me, how can he lie to me?"

As he spoke, he lay in his brother's arms and gasped violently.

He Tang had been waiting outside, and when he heard Lin Qingyu's voice, he couldn't help but rushed into the room, and said sharply, "Could it be that once he dies, you will follow him to seek death and life? Wei Lin is certainly important to you, so the three of us Well, you spoil your body like this, are you the only one who suffers?"

He Tang always spoke bluntly, Lin Jingyun frowned, but still couldn't stop He Tang from coming forward, dragged Lin Qingyu out of his arms, He Tang held Lin Qingyu's shoulder, his tone was stern, but look at his His face was also full of worry, "Look at me, and then at Jing Yun, you can't eat for the past few days, and we are also having trouble sleeping and eating. If this continues, why don't we ask a carpenter to make a pair for us?" Big coffin, let's go to the earth together and go to Wei Lin to reunite!"

There was naturally jealousy in his words. Seeing Lin Qingyu being so sad for Wei Lin, he was unavoidably worried, but he also didn't want to see Lin Qingyu lose weight like this again. He Tang took a deep breath, picked up the porcelain bowl, scooped up the porridge, and handed it to him. Lin Qingyu said, "Eat some, just for me and Jing Yun...and Chu Yan, the current situation is turbulent, he is running around every day, and he is very worried."

Lin Qingyu looked at He Tang, who was black and blue in front of her eyes, and suppressed her grief, and finally endured the discomfort and was fed a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Seeing that he was willing to eat, Lin Jingyun quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After feeding half a bowl, He Tang didn't insist anymore. At this time, Chu Yan, who had gone out, also came back, with a grim expression on his face.

Lin Qingyu cheered up, "Is there any news about Wei Lin?"

After the fire, Jiang Wangxu raised his troops to rebel, the Wei manor was in a mess, and everyone was in danger. Chu Yan secretly sent people to find Wei Lin's bones, but all they found were charred corpses beyond recognition, and he dared not give them to Lin Qingyu at all. Look, I can only lie that I am still checking, but I can't hide it anytime the days go forward.

Chu Yan had no choice but to say, "Qingyu, I know you are sad when Wei Lin passed away, but you have to promise me that no matter what, you will hold on."

Lin Qingyu already had a premonition in her heart, and she nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Wei's mansion found seventeen charred corpses, all of which could not be distinguished, and their clothes were all burned. I...couldn't distinguish Wei Lin," Chu Yan seemed unable to bear to continue, and paused, "I have already A tomb was erected for Wei Lin, and in a few days, we will return to our hometown with his clothes."

Lin Qingyu listened in a daze, and it took him a long time to realize what Chu Yan said. He blinked blankly, first wept silently, and finally burst into tears from the beating of this cruel reality.

There were no bones left, his Wei Lin had been upright and open all his life, why did he end up like this?

Lin Jingyun hugged Lin Qingyu tightly into his arms, only Lin Qingyu's mournful cries were left in the room, which lasted for a long time.