MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 234 Finale (31)

234 Finale (31)

"Rongle ... I'm sorry!" The sound from the chest made people tremble when they listened.

Man-chan seemed to feel the huge inexcusable grief and despair in his heart. In her heart, Fu-Zui was such a resolute and powerful man. He was always planning and thinking deeply. Even when she killed him, he was able to bear it with ease and willingness. She thought that there was nothing to defeat him. However, some truths are so cruel that it is far easier to destroy a person's will than death!

Her voice choked slightly. "I forgive you! You're coming up."

Zong Zheng's dead eyes were reassuring because of that forgiveness, but that was not enough to awaken his courage to survive. He looked up and stared at his beloved love in his life, with memories like His expression slowly said, "Rong Le, I really decided that I would never use you again. That divorce book ... I wrote it fourteen times before it was complete."

Shut down? He froze for a while, remembering that he had given her something that had been wrapped in layers of rigorous letter-like things, and she hadn't opened it to see, it turned out to be a divorce? !! Since then, he has been prepared for failure. Her face changed slightly and her heart was astringent. For that matter, she hated him for a long time, but now she can't hate it anymore.

Zong Zheng's eyes were blank, and he continued: "Although you say that if I lose, you will die with me, but I don't want to, I don't want you to accompany me to die ... although I know if he fails You will follow him, but I still do n’t want you to die. I always knew that no matter what the outcome of that war, I was always the one who lost. "

He slowly recounted the love that no one could shake in his heart, his voice was so sad and helpless.

The snow in November was suddenly covered with goose feathers, fluttering and dancing in the cold wind, sweeping across the world. The white color is like a grand funeral held by heaven, silently mourning the tragic scenes of this world.

A few birds flew by the eaves of the palace, flapping their wings, and wailing in the cold air.

Man's throat narrowed and his eyes became red. It turned out that she knew everything at the time, but he still wrote the letter. She rolled her eyes, not looking at his distressed, broken eyes, holding on to her with her hand.

Suddenly Zongzheng's eyes were hot, and he asked, "You once said that ... you almost fell in love with me, is it ... true? If you didn't, you would really fall in love with me? Even a little. "This is the answer he always wanted to know, and he really wanted to know.

Man looked down, and she couldn't answer the question. If she said no, he would be disappointed and sad. If she said yes, it would only make him hate him even more. Whether it is or not, it is a blow to him.

Zong Zheng sank his worries, glanced at the side of the unidentified Fu Jie. He stepped forward and pulled Zong Zheng up without a fight, and fell to the ground. His eyes were complicated, and Shen said, "Did you want to die before she died?"

Zong Zheng was shocked and looked up at the woman playing with their fate. All the grief in his heart turned into deep hatred. The empty eyes gradually ignited the anger. He picked up the sword on the ground and stood up. With five fingers clenching the hilt of the sword, the fingers are blue and white, and the forehead is blue and violent, and step by step, slowly walk towards Fu Yu.

"You, you deceived me for more than twenty years! You have to pay the price!" He gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of evil light, and the fierce bloodthirsty light flashed. In the hands of Qingfeng Long Sword, pointed at Fu Yu's throat.

Fu Jie's gaze flickered a little, and there was a trace of invisible complexity under her eyes. In the face of this fierce sword spirit, her expression remained unchanged. She stood there, looking at the son who called her mother for more than 20 years, and she didn't move.

"Slow! You don't want his life anymore?" The host of Tian Qiumen gave a sharp scream, and the sword in his hand clung to Zong Zheng's neck, and a bloodstain appeared.

Zong Zheng's unsophisticated sword tip stopped on Fu Jie's throat, and a **** gaze struck a strange color, "Why not pull the sword? You're so determined that I care about his life?"

Fu Yu said, "Because I know you."

As soon as Zong Zheng's eyes were dark, the sword pointed forward a few points, piercing the skin, leaving a string of blood beads.

Tian Qiumen's eyes changed suddenly, and there was a need for action, but Fu Jie smiled and turned back to Zong Zhengxie He said: "You see, even the children hate me. Are you happy?" She said, looking to sit On the chair, Rong Qi, those unsmiling beautiful eyes passed a few sadness.

Zong Zheng Xuan He squinted and glared, his face twitched.

Fu Jie said, "Why don't you speak? Oh, I forgot, you can't open your mouth." She seemed to really forget, raised her hand, and solved the dumb acupuncture for him. Just recognizing my son, I have to say a few words. "

Probably it was too long to speak, and Zong Zheng's voice was hoarse, and his eyebrows tightened, and he hated: "I really regret that I didn't kill you cruel woman!"

Fu Yi said: "There are so many things you regret, not only this one. On cruel heartlessness, I am far worse than you! If not for my foresight, secretly took this child away while you were not in the palace, I am afraid you will return to the palace. One thing is to kill me. No one between us, who is more cruel than anyone else, knows better than you. "

Zong Zheng's eyes flickered, and his slightly chapped lips squeezed tightly. "You were wrong, I never thought of killing you, as long as you stayed in peace."

"An'an points? How do you count An'an points? Keeping Qing Qing's cold palace for you to slaughter?" The old thing is mentioned again, and the sting hidden in the bottom of Fu Jie's heart floats to her heart, and there is a touch of anger in her mouth, "Why should I An An points? For power, you deceived my feelings with false intentions, and got the help of my father before you ascended the throne. I thought you would really like me, as the three thousand beauties of the harem pampered me. One person, who knows, after you ascended the throne, you deliberately wanted to dispose of my father, and finally killed my family of Fu ... You are so ungrateful and extremely hateful! "

Her voice sounded calm, the calm after more than two decades of deep-seated hatred. Her smile was very gentle, but she had no emotion, and she could see the cruelty tenderly.

Zong Zheng said in a deep voice: "It is your father who owns his soldiers and tries to be a grandfather. He is a king of a country and defends the imperial power. How can he be tolerated? As for you, grandma once felt indebted and wanted to be good. Treat you, but what you have done will let your heart sacrifice all you have for you. You can hate you, but you should not hurt Yun'er and your son. "

Fu Jie sneered, "I'm not rare in your poor guilt. I just want you to be as painful as me, even more painful than me. You were born in the house of the emperor, and the tragedy of brothers, fathers and sons is every day. During the stage, you will not understand the pain of ordinary people losing their flesh and blood. So I want you to taste and lose the taste of love. Let you also understand what is bone and what is meat? "

Zong Zhengxuan's eyes were sore and he had tasted the loss of his love. He looked at the woman around him, and hated, "How did you succeed with Yuner? She was so kind and always regarded you as a friend."

Fu Yu's eyes flickered, and she struggled in the bottom of her eyes. She lifted her head, suddenly agitated, "It's her kindness and your unfeeling heart that sent me to hell! It was she who provoked Rong Yi, why do you let me bear the results? When you set up a trap to protect her and treat me as a gift to other men, I suffer inhuman humiliation ... You should think of this consequence! " Pausing here, the peace in her eyes was torn apart, the pain poured out, her face paled suddenly, and her voice trembled.

Looking back, she closed her eyes, calmed her undulating chest, and said in a half-sound: "Three days and three nights ... I shouted my throat and no one came to save me. After I was a country, but You gave it to others as a plaything ... The ridiculous thing was that I was still in the drum, returned to the palace, hiding in the palace, and dared not go out! I feel ashamed of myself, ashamed of you, for a few short sights ... ... if it wasn't for Qin Shen's obstruction, I wouldn't even know that all of this was your design! How much I hate ... Do you know? "

When the past was unveiled, she was still in pain like an arrow, even though it had been more than twenty years apart. Fu Jie lifted her head, it was so close that tears would shed, she swallowed it back. That year, she vowed that she would never shed a tear for him in this life, never!

The pupil of Tian Qiu Men Men shrank, and the sword in his hand approached a few points. He really wanted to immediately cut Zong Zheng's head to sacrifice the woman's sorrow.

Manyu listened to his heart, and it turned out that Fu Jie had such an experience! As a woman, she can't help but sympathize with Fu Xie. It is indeed a woman's extreme sadness to be given to someone as a plaything by a beloved man! However, she should not create the sorrow of more innocent people because of her sorrow.

Zong Zheng's hand holding the sword shivered slightly, his eyebrows frowned.

Zong Zheng's vision changed slightly and he didn't speak. He was indeed ashamed of her for that, but he was helpless at the time. If there is a mistake, it is a mistake. As an emperor, he should not have love, especially in a period of internal and external troubles and turbulence. It is even more difficult to keep a complete love. To defend love, we must control the imperial power, and there must be sacrifices. 2k novel reading network