My nemesis ascended the throne

Rong Jing never killed innocent people indiscriminately before.Even when his temper was extremely bad, in the court hall, he just killed a speaker with a cane.But now, when he is unhappy, he likes to act recklessly. Once, just because a palace official broke a glazed glass, he killed ten people with a stick.Ten lives were pretended to be ghosts under the glazed lamp.

When Xie An heard about this, he was stunned and couldn't believe it.When Rong Jing came, he asked about it, but Rong Yan smiled nonchalantly, "Aren't they just some slaves, I want to kill him?"

He pinched Xie An's chin, his eyes filled with unfathomable malice, "Xie An, including you, you are mine too."

The two rolled and struggled between the beds, Xie An's lips were kissed unrelentingly, and he couldn't breathe.There was a strong masculine breath between the nose and mouth, which made him dizzy. "How many men have kissed these lips?" With a pull of the big hand, the belt was pulled down and thrown away, and the white jade-like chest was exposed, and the eyes of Rong Ning shrank, like a ferocious beast gaining momentum before hunting. ready to go.Rong Jing pulled him down and kissed the snow-white chest.He said in an ambiguous tone, "Are you afraid of me?"

Xie An was firmly held in his arms, his body trembling. "Don't come here!" Rong Nan's eyes were full of dark lust, and he didn't know how much he listened to Xie An's words. "Don't!" He screamed, standing unsteadily, with only his hands resting on him, raising his eyes to look at him in horror, covering his eyes with his hands in a gentle and gentle manner.When Xie An was patting carelessly, he touched Rong Ning's shoulder. The injury he had suffered to save him had gradually healed, and there was no scar left.

Xie An was so delirious that he didn't even know what he was shouting.He was like a small animal that had been driven to a desperate situation, sobbing softly, and called out "sister" vaguely.

Tears all over my face.

People say that the people who call out in the most desperate and painful times are often the people closest to them, and most people call out mother.But Xie An has no mother, he only has his sister.

When the person on him heard him call sister, he was stunned and did not move. After an unknown amount of time, Xie An fell into a hug. The person kissed away his cold tears bit by bit, and gently kissed him again. Kissed his slightly parted lips.Xie An accepted his kiss in a daze, his lips were gnawed bright red, he was imprisoned in a pair of long arms, when he heard the hoarse voice say "Forget it."

Later, Rong Yan always had intimacy with him in the bed, but she never really touched him again.

Later, Xie An never mentioned about Zhao Rong again.

Later, a year passed in such a daze.

This year, Rong Ren became more and more tyrannical, with countless lives on his hands. If he didn't like it, he would kill and condone treacherous eunuchs to run rampant in the market.Everyone didn't know what happened to the once wise and mighty His Majesty.

Xie An noticed that the corners of Rong Ning's lips gradually became more smiling, and a certain kind of frightening madness could almost be seen in his eyes.

Rong Quan took Xie An to watch a feast of firecrackers.Dozens of condemned prisoners lined up in a cell, behind them were pieces of soldering iron that was as high as a person. The red-hot iron was extremely hot, and the faces of the condemned prisoners were full of despair. In the end, they melted into puddles amidst screams. Meat with a rusty taste.

Xie An closed his eyes, and Rong Jing forced him to look at him. He covered his ears, and Rong Jing helped him take off his hand. He was tightly imprisoned, and Rong Rong's handsome face in the firelight grinned ferociously, as if from a scorched body. There is a certain pleasure in the corpses.

Later, I heard that there was a crazy old monk outside the imperial city, muttering about the restoration of the Ziwei star and the salvation of the world.A monk, who did not know where he touched Rong Ren's Nilin, strangled this famous eminent monk alive on the guillotine, cut off his head, and displayed it to the public for three days.

If this continues, the Rong family's world will come to an end.

The country that Rong Quan worked so hard in the first half of his life, Haiyan Heqing's prosperity, will be destroyed in his own hands.

But is it really destroyed in his own hands?

All the changes in Rong Quan happened after he came back from Akiyama Bieyuan.

What happened?

Xie An couldn't understand why Rong Yan became like this.

Then one day, Rong Yan asked him, "Xie An, I'll take you to meet Rong Yan, okay?"

His voice ticked upwards, and when he mentioned Rong Yan's name, it seemed to be full of inexplicable meaning.

Ever since Xie An came back from the border, he had never seen Rong Yan again.

Rong Yan was imprisoned in Dali Temple, unable to move an inch.And he didn't even think about how to face such a banquet.What can I say when I see him?Ask him if he is pretending to be crazy, ask him if he is using him?Or ask him, why treason?

As far as Rong Yan is concerned, the land of Great Wei and the people of Great Wei are not his, only the seat of Ninth Five Supreme is what he wants.Xie An felt sorry for what Rong Yan had suffered, but he couldn't tolerate Rong Yan's betrayal of the people and Wei.

He didn't want to see Rong Yan, not at all.

That's why he preferred to meet Wei Lang at that time.

Xie An didn't know what Rong Jing wanted to do.

The entrance of Dali Temple was strictly guarded, and the lights were still brightly lit late at night. The emperor's imperial driver stopped outside the long steps, and did not disturb anyone.The maid and master attendant stood quietly in front of the steps, her head hanging extremely low.

Rong Quan held Xie An's hand with great strength.

Xie An staggered behind, and Rong Quan laughed, "In such a hurry?"

Xie An didn't speak.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he came to a dark prison, where Rong Jing stopped.Except for the emperor, no one can enter this place, and the only connection with the outside world is a small window that is not even an inch wide.

Rong Jing took two steps forward and opened the heavy stone door.

Xie An heard Rong Quan's cold and hoarse voice, "Long time no see... Rong... Banquet."

Xie An raised his eyes and looked over, the figure in the prison was much thinner, his hair was piled up in a mess, his hands were tied to the wall by iron chains, and there were bruises on his wrists.His body was already bloody.

As if seeing someone coming, he raised his eyes to look over, his eyes were full of emotions for a moment, and then his dark eyes fell on Rong Jing.

There was a smile on Rong Yan's lips, "Why, you are not happy to bring Xie An to see you?"

Rong Yan's eyes quietly fell on Xie An's body, the eyes were not bad.Those black and white eyes stared at Xie An without blinking, Xie An's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Rong... banquet?"

Xie An called out cautiously.

But no answer was heard.

"It's been poisoned, so he can't speak for a while." Rong Yan flicked his sleeves, calmly.

Xie An's trembling hand touched Rong Yan's face, but Rong Yan gently avoided it.

"Banquet?"

Xie An was heartbroken and shouted again.

Rong Yan didn't look at him again, as if he hated the word Xie An called Rong Yan extremely.

Rong Yan's body was full of scars, only his face was clean, without any injuries.

Xie An reached out to touch him, but when he touched his shoulder, he was slightly startled.

On Rong Yan's shoulder, there was an old wound.Although a new wound was added to the old wound, he could still see through the tattered clothes how the old wound was bloody and bloody when it was just injured.After the wound healed, it left a few scars, like the marks left by the sharp claws of wild beasts.

Rong Yan, however, seemed to hate his touch very much, staring at him with a pair of eyes, it seemed that if she could speak, she would just say "Get out of here."

Xie An looked at Rong Yan in amazement, then turned back to look at Rong Yan, his heart felt as if there was a huge wave in his heart, but he saw Rong Yan standing there with ferocious eyes, "This is the last time he came to see you. After that..."

Rong Jing laughed softly.

"It can only be on my dragon couch."

Rong Ren, who was bound by the iron chain, clenched his fists tightly, his gaze was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, its clang was sharp, but there was a hint of sadness.

Rong Yan seemed to be enraged, he took down the whip from the wall, and was about to whip it towards him, but Xie An suddenly stood in front of Rong Yan, the whip stopped its momentum, and hit the cracked wall on the wall.

Rong Yan just watched quietly, there was no movement in his eyes.

"Rong...you...don't bother him...shall we go?"

Rong Yan sneered, put away his whip, and touched Xie An's face with his hand, which seemed to be a gentle touch, and finally grabbed his chin fiercely, pointing at Rong Yan, "He is not you!" Sister's child? Are you so willing to let him stay in this kind of place?"

"He lived a life that would have been worse than death."

"Why don't you come and see him?"

Life is better than death?

Xie An's heart trembled violently.

Rong Ning smiled softly, "I'm afraid you don't know. Someone here will break his leg every day, and he will pick it back up the next day. It's like this every day. Look at his appearance, his body is covered with blood, Can't speak, can't cry out in pain...how pitiful..."

Xie An was in a daze, turned his head to look at Rong Yan in the dungeon, touched his face, and actually touched his hands full of tears.

"Rong...you, you have got everything, why don't you be kind to him?"

Rong Ning sneered, "Kindness?"

"Why didn't he be kind to me back then?"

"Rong...you, you will have retribution. If you treat him like this, you will have retribution."

Xie An gritted his teeth, stared fixedly at the ferocious beast-like man in front of him, and murmured.

Rong Ning smiled, and embraced him in his arms, "Retribution?"

"what is that?"

In front of Rong Yan, he lightly pecked Xie An's lips, but Xie An seemed to be stunned, and slapped him hard.

Rong Yin's eyes dimmed, "You hit me?"

Seeing his hard eyes, Xie An sneered twice, "I hit Rong Jing. I was able to fight before, but now I can't?"

Rong Yan clenched his chin, and twisted his chin towards Rong Yan who was bound by iron chains.

"Look at what he looks like now-"

"You agreed to Xie Mingzhu's words, but you didn't protect him well."

"In a few days, I will kill him, okay?"

Xie An struggled from his arms, "You don't touch him! You fucking don't touch him!"

"Hush...be quiet, why are you so noisy."

Rong Ning tapped his sleeping point, and hugged the person horizontally in his arms. The person in his arms was very light, and the thin clothes poured down, wrapped in messy hair.The tall and handsome young man stood against the light, as if he was holding a piece of precious porcelain in his arms. His slender fingers picked up the strand of hair and kissed it, then smiled at the young man in the dungeon." You see, everything he does is for the banquet."

The young man in the dungeon was silent, he couldn't speak yet, but his fists were clenched too tightly, and strands of blood flowed out.

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The teenage Xie An took advantage of the cool moonlight to look at the figure of Rong Quan practicing walking on crutches in the small courtyard, and secretly hid behind the tree that hid the cicada's cry.

"who?"

So Xie An saw a pair of bright and shining eyes from behind the tree, Lingling looked over with the moonlight.

After growing up, Xie An met someone.

I once took him to watch the fiery trees and silver flowers, and once took him to run away desperately.There is a lot of snow in Daguan Mountain, but only the eyes hide the temperature that can melt the snow.

Later, he waited for him in a peach blossom forest.

The old wine buried under the peach blossom tree was already fragrant, but the man never came back to have a drink with him.

Still later, he saw those eyes again.

The man was covered in bruises.

It turned out that no matter how many years, no matter what kind of face he changed, it was the same pair of eyes that caught his heart.