Xuanxia

Chapter 1069 Unforgivable

Chapter 1069 Unforgivable
Seeing Zhao Hao standing there at a loss, Zhao Liang's smile became even gentler.

"Father, I have nothing to do. Come here and sit here. We haven't had a good talk for a long time."

He beckoned.

Zhao Hao was filled with endless doubts.

At this moment, four words popped up in his mind for some reason...Father is crazy.

How many years has it been since my father spoke to me in a friendly manner?
If he wasn't crazy, how could this happen?

Of course, if it weren't for the blood and fish scales at the corners of Zhao Liang's mouth, perhaps Zhao Hao would just think that he was plotting something... The dignified King of Xishuo, after catching the fish, actually ate the fish raw like a barbarian?

Isn't this crazy?
Zhao Hao was silent for a moment, wiped away the tears that unconsciously welled up in the corners of his eyes, nodded, and walked forward.

He came and sat down next to Zhao Liang. Seeing that Zhao Liang was about to put the half dead fish into his mouth again, he couldn't bear it and grabbed his father's wrist.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Liang was stunned.

"It doesn't taste good like this. Let me grill it." Zhao Hao said softly.

Zhao Liang smiled and said nothing, letting him take the fish away.

In the past, Zhao Hao would never have been able to grill fish by himself, but in the past three years, he had been traveling back and forth between Yan State and Beiyi, eating and sleeping with the soldiers on the battlefield countless times. He was no longer the pampered prince.

There were many bushes around the lake, and the Northern Frontier Army nearby always took wood for firewood, so Zhao Hao quickly took back some firewood, lit it, and started grilling fish on it.

"Father...Dad, why are you here?"

While grilling the fish, Zhao Hao finally asked.

Zhao Liang sat aside, staring at the dancing flames, his eyes unconsciously becoming a little dazed: "I came to find you."

Zhao Hao's heart skipped a beat.

He had never seen such a thing, but he had heard of it.

I heard from Hua Wuying.

Jiang Baichuan was also crazy at the beginning. After escaping from the Xiyu Pavilion headquarters, he found Hua Wuying and suddenly became very nice to Hua Wuying. He also passed on all his life's learning to Hua Wuying. But then he suddenly turned into that sword demon and surrendered to his father...

Zhao Liang's current appearance was surprisingly similar to Jiang Baichuan whom Hua Wuying had mentioned before!

"Dad, you came to see me. Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Hao asked tentatively.

Zhao Liang smiled and said, "Of course I want to persuade you to go home with Dad."

Zhao Hao's body trembled, and the action of grilling the fish in his hands paused slightly.

But soon, his face darkened.

"go home?"

Zhao Hao's voice also turned cold: "That is not my home."

"Why do you say that?" Zhao Liang still stared at the fire, his eyes fixed on it. "Did Dad do something wrong that made you unhappy?"

He asked the question in a very soft voice, and with his slouched sitting posture and haggard and tired face, he looked like a helpless old man under the firelight, a look Zhao Hao had never seen before - King Xishuo had always claimed to be the best man in the world, and he attached great importance to etiquette, even the corners of his clothes were never dirty, so how could he be like this?

Hearing this, Zhao Hao's heart inevitably softened, but the next moment, he suddenly felt an endless amount of nameless anger surge in his heart!
He could no longer suppress his emotions and slammed the half-roasted fish into the fire!

"What did you do wrong? You did nothing wrong!"

He shouted, "Why are you rebelling for no reason? Sword Demon Jiang Baichuan, evil monk Huijue, why did you recruit them? What are you doing with Wuli Village and Xishuo Army? Can't we just stay in Xishuo and be princes? Is there any family in the world that lives more comfortably than us?"

"I could have become the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Tower! How awesome and mysterious! Now I can only run to Mingjian Pavilion and work under the guy named Fu! Even Li Jingzhe can order me around! Don't you know that Li Jingzhe and I have always been at odds?"

Zhao Hao grabbed his hair and said in despair: "Why! Why on earth is this happening?!"

While he was roaring, Zhao Liang rushed to the fire in a panic, reached into the fire, and fished out the grilled fish.

Afterwards, he looked at his son nervously and timidly, but he kept biting the grilled fish. The fish was half-cooked, some parts were still raw, and some parts were extremely hot. Zhao Liang took a bite and blood blisters quickly formed on his lips, but he seemed not to notice and continued to hold the fish and eat it.

Seeing his father like this, Zhao Hao couldn't yell at him anymore. He was sure that his father was crazy.

But he didn't understand why exactly.

But at this moment, another idea emerged in Zhao Hao's mind... If his father was really crazy, it would be a good thing, right?

There is no one commanding the Xishuo Army anymore, and the Yuan and Lan families have already fallen. This final battle doesn't even need to be fought, so we've already won, right?
But before he could say anything else, Zhao Liang, who had blood bubbles all over his mouth from eating, suddenly raised his head and said softly, "But, the one sitting on the dragon throne in the imperial city is not your cousin at all... My brother said that the real prince had already been replaced by someone else."

Zhao Hao had heard this argument before and didn't believe it at all.

He shook his head: "The emperor can control the scabbard of the king's sword with blood, so he is of course the blood of my Zhao family."

"It's the spirit. The spirit has been replaced. It's different."

Zhao Liang lowered his head and said, "My Zhao royal family guards the country. If the throne changes souls, the world will only become more and more chaotic. It won't be long before demons and monsters swarm around and the sky and the earth collapse. How can we do this?"

Hearing him say this, Zhao Hao's heart turned cold again and he shook his head: "I don't know if there are demons everywhere and the sky and the earth are collapsing, but it is true that no grass grows wherever the Xishuo army passes! They are recruiting soldiers and food, and everyone is afraid! Even if you win, how can you call it a victory?"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, that's exactly it."

As Zhao Liang spoke, his previous pitiful look disappeared for some reason, and his tone gradually returned to being dignified and serious. Although there was still some difference from the appearance in Zhao Hao's memory, and his tone was still gentle, the change was visible to the naked eye.

He threw the remaining fish bones on the ground, slowly raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Hao: "Child, are you really not going to go back with your father?"

"Can not go back."

Zhao Hao said in a hoarse voice: "I won't say those righteous words, but Dad, if you had looked at me straight in the eye and let me take over the affairs of the mansion properly, why would we have become so estranged as father and son?"

"Now, my real relatives and friends are Fu Qingzhou, Hua Wuying, Marshal Hong, Mingjian Pavilion, Xuanmeng, and the Northern Frontier Army... As for you, Song Yu and Uncle Li in the mansion, you are outsiders."

As he said this, he suddenly laughed: "Dad, go back."

"Going back?"

Zhao Liang's voice became even deeper: "You came to see me, Hong Ruohai must know about it, right? Is he waiting nearby, waiting for you to send a message, so that he can capture and kill me?"

"Don't worry, I won't let them come."

Zhao Hao lowered his head and kicked the fire apart. "Dad, we should have never met today. Although you... you should know in your heart that I will not forgive you. After today's separation, we should be considered as father and son. In the future, I will attack Xishuo Palace with the Northern Frontier Army and it will be a life-and-death battle... Maybe when one of us dies, we can live in peace."

Zhao Liang was silent.

After a while, he stood up and straightened his hat.

"Shenzhi, you have grown up."

Zhao Liang said slowly: "Goodbye."

After saying this, white mist began to rise from his body.

The white mist quickly enveloped Zhao Liang completely, then dissipated on the spot, leaving nothing behind.

Zhao Hao sat there, staring blankly at the fire that had been kicked apart.

"Just let him go like this?" Hong Ruohai's voice came from not far away.

Marshal Hong had stopped leisurely about ten steps away at some point.

"Just leave me alone for a while."

Zhao Hao drooped his eyelids and said slowly: "I need to think about it."

He gently turned the ring on his right thumb, and the bracelet on his wrist glowed slightly.