Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 602
The heavy rain has no intention of stopping. In the darkness, the undulating roofs are covered with water, and at a glance, they are fragmented like diamonds.

Behind the low-pressure clouds, it seems that a giant beast is hiding, waving its sharp claws to tear apart the once prosperous and dazzling lights of thousands of families.

The capital under lightning and thunder seemed to be doomsday.

In the tea room, the silence was accompanied by damp and cold air, piercing into the bones.

The pain and resentment of these years were all vented at this moment.

Yu Wenheng showed a thousand swords and thousands of blades in his eyes, his face was covered with tears like a madman, and he laughed tragically like blood: "Do you know that every time I hold you and kneel in front of that stupid king, watching him treat me How much I hate when I hold you in my arms and tease you with a cold face! If it weren't for him, our family of three wouldn't be separated, and my mother wouldn't be hemorrhaging due to poor postpartum care. To die by the side of the road, my father, let alone hang himself in despair. It was you, you ruined my mother's life, and mine as well!"

The teacup in Yu Wenzheng's hand has been broken into a handful of fragments by him, and blood drips from the edge of the uneven tiles. On this night of heavy rain, in this dimly lit small room, there was a subtle and shocking sound.

Jian Yunling forced herself to calm down, and slowly turned to look at him.

He stood by the table, his slender figure cast an extremely sad and empty slanting shadow, the wind and rain pouring in from the window swayed his robe, and a bit of chill emanated from his side, heavier and stronger than the smell of blood in the air Shen.

During the long silence, he looked at Yu Wenheng very slowly, and sighed leisurely: "But what about the mother concubine? What's wrong with her? All along, in her heart, you are her own son, and she has never treated you There is a slight bias. Why can you watch her die in front of you without doing anything?"

Jian Yunling's heart skipped a beat, and the desolation in Yu Wenzheng's tone was like a pair of powerless hands, suddenly holding her breath.

Then he heard him say in a low voice: "Brother."

elder brother……

That was a sentence that Yu Wenzheng, who was not familiar with the world many years ago, often shouted after Yu Wenheng.

At that time, he always loved to pester Yu Wenheng, asking him to take him to catch the cicada on the tree, and asking him to tell him the difficult and difficult stories in the book.

At that time, Yu Wenheng, who had a cold personality, would show him a warm smile, and when his master scolded him, he would stand behind him and take the ten painful hands for him.

At that time, brother was the most beautiful word in his heart.

At that time, it seemed that all happiness would never dissipate.

Yu Wenheng visibly trembled. He hadn't heard this distant and familiar title for a long time, so that when he revisited it again in today's situation, he suddenly had the illusion of going back in time.

"Don't call me brother, I'm not your brother!" He supported his hands and feet that were uncontrollable due to violent trembling, stood up tremblingly, pointed at Yu Wenzheng and yelled.

Yu Wenzheng silently met his eyes that had been crushed into a mess by hatred, with a calm expression, calm like sporadic raindrops flying in, clear and cool, but the complex emotions in his eyes were like a wordless text that was full of words and difficult to write rubbings.

Those unforgettable grievances, love and hatred are just like the vast blanks on the post, and the past is wasted in an instant, and I can't bear to look back.One lament alone.

The night is still young, the rain has not stopped, what is the explanation for the past?

Suddenly, Yu Wenheng smiled coldly, squinted at Yu Wenzheng, and said angrily: "Why do you ask me to be indifferent? Because she deserves to die, you, that stupid king, and that stupid woman, you all deserve to die!"

Yu Wenzheng still showed no expression, Jian Yunling finally took his hand and stood up, staying by his side.

She hadn't held his hand for a long time, so long that she almost forgot this feeling.

But at this moment, the temperature in his palm was as cold as a piece of ice that would never melt, reaching to the bottom of her heart, piercing a lingering pain.

Yu Wenheng pulled his lips happily and desolately, and every word squeezed out of his teeth was filled with terrible indifference, turning his whole body into a devil.

"What really loves you, what treats you as a parent and child, it's all bullshit! On the surface, she cares about me, loves me, and plays a lot in front of the world. In fact, when it comes time to make a decision, she will still give up on me and choose you, because you are His son! And I will always be behind you as a loyal and unchanging dog!"

Yu Wenzheng pursed his lips, his hands trembling slightly.Jian Yunling increased her strength and squeezed him tightly, as if comforting, but also as if she couldn't bear it.

But he didn't hold him back as usual, but froze motionless, like a scarecrow struggling to keep from falling down in the wind and rain.

"Did you think that this throne was originally yours?" Yu Wenheng raised his eyebrows viciously, as if he was about to use this final blow to completely defeat Yu Wenzheng: "I tell you, no, never. The owner of this throne , it should be me, because this is what that stupid king owes me, and this is what your Yuwen family owes me!"

"Heh!" Yu Wenzheng, who had been listening quietly and bearing Yu Wenheng's resentment, finally spoke out, and in his distant eyes, those weak emotions have faded, and he has become his usual indifference: "You said mother concubine I'm just making a show, saying that our Yuwen family owes you. Then you know, when the father decided to make me the crown prince, the imperial edict was written and the seal was used, so it was only a matter of telling the world. It was the mother and concubine, the last one before the imperial edict was issued. Blocked it for a moment, and then knelt for three days and three nights in front of Changning Palace, in order to ask the father to take back the holy will and make you the crown prince. The mother concubine said, the father owes you and your mother a life, It should be paid back. And you, you will be a wise king in the future."

It was obviously the first time for Yu Wenheng to hear about this matter, and he refused to accept it with all his strength, shouting: "Impossible!"

But Yu Wenzheng ignored him, and continued: "At that time, my concubine called me to me, took my hand and told me that no matter what happens in the future, I will always respect you and help you with all my strength. This is the righteousness of brotherhood. But how could she have thought that the child she raised with all her heart would watch her being poisoned and died, but she always watched with cold eyes. "

The lights were dim, reflecting Yu Wenzheng's calm face, and his calm voice seemed to take them through the bleak scene at this moment, back to many years ago, on a bright spring day, a woman held her beloved son in her hand, her eyebrows were mothed, and she entrusted them earnestly, But never thought that in exchange for death and despair.

Yu Wenheng showed a flustered expression, fell back into the chair, covered his ears, and roared with no imperial demeanor: "Impossible, I don't believe it, you are lying to me, you don't want to lie to me!"

Yu Wenzheng moved his feet and wanted to walk over, but Jian Yunling silently took his hand.

Yu Wenzheng smiled vainly, and gently squeezed the back of her hand, expressing that nothing happened.

(End of this chapter)