Traitor, he is bent on death

"I didn't want to hear it ten years ago, and I won't want to hear it ten years later." Jiang Jintang's voice was very calm: "Ms. Chen doesn't need to say it."

Chen Chang laughed and said, "You don't want to hear it, but I want to say it."

She stared into Jiang Jintang's eyes and said, "Xuan Shen said—I hate that you were born at such a bad time."

She laughed out loud: "Why do you say, he wants to hate you for being untimely?"

Jian Yuanjia frowned, the sword in his hand slipped two inches out of the scabbard, and said coldly: "Chen Chang!"

Jiang Jintang lowered his eyelashes and smiled slowly: "Miss Chen, do you think I will have any special reaction to this sentence?"

The smile on Chen Chang's face gradually disappeared, "You..."

Jiang Jintang stood there, as free as a Zhilan Yushu, without any emotion in his eyes, and said: "Many people love me."

"It's nothing."

not to mention.

Jiang Jintang smiled.

Xuan Shen has never been in love with him.

Xuan Shen watched Jiang Jintang fall from the cloud into the mud, and then return to the lotus platform from the mud. There is no other person in this world who can walk such a road, and there is no second person who can make Xuan Shen feel sympathetic.

Does Jiang Jintang hate Xuan Shen?

hatred.

I can't wait to dig up the imperial mausoleum and drag out Xuan Shen's bones, and whip him every day, so that he can't rest in peace even after he dies.

However, Jiang Jintang would not deny that Xuan Shen was a master of checks and balances.

Jiang's family is powerful and famous, shaking the imperial power, so he took every step of the way, labeling Jiang's family as a rebel, slaughtering all Jiang's families, and consolidating the imperial power.

The prince was young and the emperor was dying, so he cultivated an extremely sharp knife, used it by all means to pave the way for the young emperor, and broke the knife at just the right time so that his son could sit on the throne. Stabilize the throne and protect the Xuan family's imperial power forever.

This is Xuan Shen's calculation, Jiang Jintang sighed to himself.

Xuan Shen left a sentence ten years ago, "I hate that you were born at an untimely time", but if Jiang Jintang was born at the right time, how could he be nine thousand years old today.

Xuan Shen didn't love him, Jiang Jintang had never seen such a worldly thing in the eyes of the emperor, he just knew clearly that what he had imposed on Jiang Jintang was too heavy, so when he was dying, Xuan Shen , rather than the status of an emperor, made a confession to him.

This is an apology ten years late, but Jiang Jintang no longer needs it, and it doesn't make sense anymore.

"Actually, why should Ms. Chen hate me?" Jiang Jintang said softly, "It was Ms. Chen who sought skin from the tiger back then."

Yaowanggu advocates avoiding the world, but Chen Shang wants to enter the world. She has great ambitions, so she took the initiative to find Xuanshen and took the initiative to refine medicine, all she wanted was fame and fortune.

But I don't think that the emperor is not eloquent, even a despicable villain, and he is ruthless when he turns his face. Chen Shang ruined her homeland with one hand. This is her evil debt, and she needs to pay it off.

"...Xuan Shen." Chen Shang said hoarsely, "He lied to me."

Chen Chang laughed at himself: "I paid the price for my own stupidity, what about you?"

She looked at Jiang Jintang, and said mockingly: "But you are not much better. I can tell that you are going to die soon, and the effect of the bone-piercing medicine is about to disappear."

"Life and death are not that important to me." Jiang Jintang sat down beside the bed. He glanced at Chen Shang's pale wrists bound by chains, and said, "I'm here to look for a girl. I just have an old friend of a girl. I want to see you." you."

"... old friend?" Chen Chang was a little confused: "Yaowanggu's family is dead, where is my old friend?"

"Chen Zheheng." Jiang Jintang said, "Does Miss Chen remember him?"

Chen Chang was taken aback, "It's... big brother."

Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, "Brother... is he still alive?!"

"Ten years without sun and moon, the girl should go out and have a look." Jiang Jintang said: "Do you want to go out and have a look?"

Chen Chang wiped away his tears, and said: "I can't save you, even if I refine another bone-penetrating incense, it's meaningless. This thing is extremely poisonous. I said back then that fighting poison with poison is fighting for life. I didn't even Make sure you survive."

"I don't want you to save me." Jiang Jintang said indifferently: "It's just that I have many old friends who I want to see and I can't see them anymore. Ms. Chen and I share the same pity. I don't want Ms. Chen to have the same regrets as me."

He stood up and said, "Take Miss Chen out."

Chen Chang bit his lips: "You don't want me to save you?!"

Jiang Jintang didn't speak any more, turned around and left.

Jian Yuanjia ordered someone to come in and unlock Chen Shang, and chased him out, "Jiang Jintang!"

Jiang Jintang paused: "What's wrong?"

Jian Yuanjia raised her lips and sneered, "You want to die that much?"

He took two steps closer and said, "Do you know how many people are alive because of you?"

Jiang Jintang was silent for a while, and then said: "Jiashi, always being the pillar of others' life is also very tiring. Nearly 30 years have passed by, and I want to live for myself once."

Jian Yuanjia clenched the long sword in his hand.

Jiang Jintang walked through the dry pond. Now he is no longer the weak and incompetent young man he was then, but he is more lonely and indifferent than before. His world is lonely, full of thorns, and there is no sun.

Jian Yuanjia suddenly said: "Then have you ever thought about living for others?"

Jiang Jintang stopped, and Jian Yuanjia said, "Just like you did ten years ago, live for Xuan Lan."

"Just this time, no longer as a courtier."

……

Xuan Lan looked up and saw the soft warm sun in Huazhou. It was clearly a very good weather, but since that person left, the spring breeze south of the Yangtze River has lost its color.

"Your Majesty." Wang Laifu came in, put a bowl of lotus seed soup on the table, and said, "Xuan Yi, what do you plan to do with it?"

Xuan Yi was just a chess piece, and he would throw it away when he was done with it. Xuan Lan opened a document with downcast eyes, and said, "What I promised before, it will naturally count."

Wang Laifu hesitated for a moment, but still said: "He said that his mother was seriously ill and wanted to go back to the capital."

With a "snap", the document in Xuan Lan's hand was patted on the table, and he said coldly, "What does he want to do when he returns to the capital, and he thinks I don't know?"

Wang Laifu shook, and quickly knelt down on the ground.

Xuan Lan frowned and said: "Find him something to do, don't be idle, when the Jiangnan affairs are dealt with, let's talk about returning to Beijing."

"Yes." Wang Laifu said: "There are several county magistrates kneeling outside, look..."

"Are you here to sue Yin Yao, or what?"

Laifu said, "Probably they came to intercede. The old slave looked at it and found that they were all related to the Yin family, and...they also sent something."

Xuan Lan said coldly: "If you are on the list, you will be dragged directly to the prison. Do you still need me to teach you?"

Wang Laifu said: "Your Majesty, this old slave feels that this thing...is very special, you can take a look."

Xuan Lan frowned: "What rare thing makes you feel special? Then take a look."

Wang Laifu responded and clapped his hands. Not long after, a graceful woman came in from outside. She was wearing white clothes and a skirt, but her figure alone was enough for men to be obsessed with.

She saluted politely, knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Xuan Lan's eyes turned cold, Wang Laifu was afraid that he would lose his temper, so he hurriedly said: "Take off the fence."

The woman obediently took down the fence, raised her eyes, and looked at Xuan Lan.

Xuan Lan was taken aback.

That face was actually six to seven points similar to Jiang Jintang's.

Although it is not as good as Jiang Jintang, it is also a stunning beauty that is hard to see in the world.

Wang Laifu coughed and said, "Girl, don't look directly at Shengyan."

The woman quickly lowered her head.

Xuan Lan got up from the desk, walked to the side of the woman, bent down and pinched her chin, narrowed her eyes slightly: "Do you know who your face looks like?"

The woman's red lips parted slightly, and said softly: "My little girl knows."

"The person who found you took great pains." Xuan Lan said softly.

Whether it was to humiliate Jiang Jintang, or to see the emperor's affection for Nine Thousand Years, this man was really shrewd.

"My little girl knows that this face is somewhat similar to that grown-up's." The woman said: "Your Majesty can make my little girl..."

Before she finished speaking, Xuan Lan chuckled lightly. He lowered his eyes and looked carefully at the beautiful face in front of him. His voice was very gentle: "The skin is similar, but the bones are hard to imitate."

With his fingers, he lifted the woman's face higher, almost a forceful movement, and said slowly: "Tell me about you, how can you be compared with Jiang Jintang?"

The woman's expression changed.

Before she came, she was full of ambition, thinking that with this face, she would definitely be able to rise to the throne, but the emperor's ruthlessness instantly poured down her head like a basin of cold water.

So much so that she trembled all over, and said with tears in her eyes, "Your Majesty..."

Xuan Lan said with great interest: "For example, if I treat Jiang Jintang like this, he will only slap me and tell me to get lost, instead of just crying like you."

Jiang Jintang seldom shed tears, but his slight frown would make people feel pity from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Majesty... the little girl is wrong." The woman tremblingly said: "My little girl...don't dare again."

Xuan Lan let go of his hand, Wang Laifu immediately handed over the handkerchief that he had just wrung out from the warm water, Xuan Lan took it, wiped his fingers slowly, and said, "Get out."

"Let me see you again, you won't be able to keep your face."

The woman ran out in a hurry, unable to even take care of her image, she was in a panic.

Xuan Lan threw the handkerchief back to Wang Laifu, and glanced at him: "This is what you call, special?"

Wang Laifu smiled wryly: "This old slave also sees His Majesty's depression these days, and wonders if he misses Lord Chitose too much, so..."

Xuan Lan picked up the celadon teacup on the case table, took a sip of tea, and said, "Jiang Jintang is Jiang Jintang, and no one can replace him."

"Next time you try to be so smart, I'll take your head off."

Wang Laifu was startled, bowed his head and said: "Yes, this old slave knows."

Xuan Lan looked at Yishu Begonia outside the window, and suddenly said: "He...how is he now?"

Wang Laifu complained in his heart, but when the emperor asked, he could only answer truthfully: "According to the news from the Eagle Whistle, His Royal Highness Wang An visited the door just after Nine Thousand Years returned to Beijing."

With a "click", Xuan Lan abruptly crushed the teacup in his hand, and the emotion in his eyes was gloomy and frightening: "What did you say?!"

The author has something to say:

The dog emperor was incompetent and furious.