The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 216 But You, Never
Jing Changdong was stunned by the sudden human voice, he raised his head bluntly, and squinted his cloudy eyes to look at the person coming.

Tall and tall, cool and noble, and unparalleled in beauty.

Looking down at him from above, a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes are pitch-black and gloomy, the light in them is cold and mocking, like looking at ants.

That look made him feel extremely humble.

"Don't... come... nothing, nothing?" He didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly he spoke, his voice was stiff and difficult, "Who? You... who?"

His question was exchanged for a series of low laughter from the man, which echoed softly in the cramped space, filled with endless irony.

Jing Changdong's turbid eyes suddenly opened wide in disbelief, "Jing, Jingli! Jingli!"

Shouting hard, there was a hoo hoo sound in his throat.

It's Jingli!He was imprisoned here and lived like a pig and dog, it was Jing Li who did it!

"You, you are not dead! Why, you are not dead!" With five fingers like dead branches, he grabbed the iron railing and shook it vigorously. Jing Changdong stared at Jun Buli, his eyes were poisoned, "You kill me! Imprison me! I am a treason, and I will not die. ! You must die!"

Angry, yelling and cursing incoherently, like a market rogue, completely unable to see the slightest bit of depth and scheming as the head of the clan back then.

Two years of not seeing the sun made Jing Changdong crazy and manic.

"I killed Jing Rong, have you seen his dead body? No, it should be said to be bones." Jun Buli leaned down with a smile on his lips and stated with great interest, "I used a dagger to kill the dead body on his body." The meat was cut off piece by piece, a total of a thousand knives were cut, and the flesh on his body was picked clean, and all was thrown on the slope of Shilipo, did you see that?"

"Father killing! Great treason, you will die! Jing Li, you will die!" Jing Changdong fell into a frenzy, hitting the iron railings repeatedly, making loud noises.

"Jing Rong is not my father, how could he be patricide? How could he be so rebellious? The Jing clan has deceived and humiliated me for so many years, and God opened his eyes to let me know the truth from Jing Rong's mouth!" Jun Buli straightened up, slightly There is boundless coldness and murderous intent in the hanging phoenix eyes, "Jing Changdong, don't you just want to bring the Jing clan to the top? I'll let you see with your own eyes how I will trample your entire clan to the ground!"

Jing Changdong's frantically rushing body was suddenly stiff and unbelievable. Looking at the king is like seeing a devil, "You, you know? You know! How is it possible! No, it's not true, he lied, lied! You killed your father with your own hands , deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, you will suffer retribution!"

But no matter how much he denied it, the man in front of him always had a smile on his lips, watching him jump up and down like a clown jumping on a beam.

That kind of gaze, contemptuous, contemptuous, superior!

Why, a bastard, why do you look at him like this, he is the patriarch of the Jing clan, the head of the family respected by the whole clan, his influence spreads all over Xuzhou, covering the entire government and the public!Who dares to look at him like that, who dares!Even the emperor dare not!
"You dare to look at me like that, what are you! You bastard! My Jing family is the orthodox, and we are the orthodox!" Jing Changdong's eyes were scarlet, and he roared wildly, his voice hoarse.

The voice of resentment and unwillingness echoed endlessly in the dark room.

Yun Chu stood at the back, his face was full of horror, his eyes were uncertain, and he unconsciously backed away.

What did he hear?
Shocking news!

If he hadn't had absolute trust in the young master, for a moment, he was even afraid that he would be killed and silenced!
Lowering his head, Yun Chu fixed his eyes on the ground, not daring to raise his head, not daring to look at Young Master's back.

With his hands behind his back, Jun Buli quietly watched Jing Changdong go crazy, with a calm expression on his face, as if he heard something, but it didn't matter.

When Jing Changdong lost his strength, he was slumped and curled up in a corner, motionless, and then he turned around and left.

Silent, not saying a word.

Yun Chu was in a panic, as anxious as a cat scratching, but he didn't dare to ask.

I don't know how to ask.

what?
Ask what secret the Jing clan is hiding?Ask Jing Changdong why he dares to say that he is orthodox?What is the connection between asking the son and being unorthodox?
Orthodox, the royal family with pure blood can be called orthodox!
son he...

Back in the study room, Yun Chu was sent back, and Jun Buli sat in front of the desk, his black eyes like stagnant water slowly oscillating, making ripples and huge waves.

Under the slender fingers, the precious sandalwood desk creaked and cracks appeared.

orthodox.

These two words, the information revealed, is enough.

Then, he should exterminate the Jing clan, and then destroy the royal family.

Or should we support the Jing family so that they have enough ability to compete with the royal family, and when they both lose in the end, they should deal with it together?
Tapping with index finger, Jun Buli's thin lips curled up, the meaning is unknown.

As for his background, who does it matter?

He never leaves the king, it is only related to the king's envy.

Raising his hand, he took out an exquisite purse from his bosom, the whole body was snow-white, and the surface was embroidered with peony patterns with silver thread.

When it reaches the tip of the nose, you can still smell the faint fragrance, her smell.

This is the only thing she left him, the brocade bag hanging around her waist.

That day she turned into thousands of light spots in front of him and disappeared into the void, only this brocade bag fell into his arms.

Numerous pictures flashed in my mind, all of them were her.

In the past seven years, I haven't mentioned a word to her, but I have never forgotten everything about her.

He was waiting, waiting for her to come back.

That day the woman raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I am a god, do you believe it or not?"

he believe.

So, she just left temporarily.

One day, she will come back.

Whether it's seven years, or 70 years.

As long as he is still alive, he will wait for her to come back, and when she comes back, he will ask her, "Auntie, do you want to leave?"

Do you want to leave?
He misses her so much that it hurts his heart and bones.

all the time.

"It's so cruel, so many times there was only a thin line between Li'er and death, I thought you would show up, but you never." There was a smile on his lips, his phoenix eyes were blurred, under the mist, there was a bone-chilling hatred, behind the hatred, It's bone-destroying love.

Charged on the battlefield, every time, he rushed to the most dangerous place and put himself to death.

What were you thinking at that time?I was thinking, if she looked at him in a place he didn't know, would she feel distressed seeing him living like this?
If she feels distressed, will she fall from the sky and land beside him like when she first saw her?

fraud.

When will you come back?
When will you come back.

My heart hurts suddenly, like a prick.

Putting the precious purse in his arms, he got up and walked out of the room.

A wall away from the Prince's Mansion is the National Teacher's Mansion.

The place where she lived with him for half a year.

Standing outside the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, looking at the stone lions in front of the Zhuli gate that have become old after weathering, wind, frost, snow and rain, the lingering depression in Jun Buxin's head suddenly dissipated a lot.

Seven years later, the mansion was still well preserved. The plaque on the forehead was covered by a cloth curtain, and the gate was closed tightly.

There is always someone cleaning here.

(End of this chapter)