Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 603 See you next time, you will die

"Yu Wenheng." Yu Wenzheng walked in front of him, condescending, and looked down at him coldly. The elder brother's voice just now seemed to be hallucinating, without any trace: "You always think that each of us owes you, but in fact, If you want to say that you are in debt, father, he only owes your mother. To you, he is already benevolent and righteous. Although he doesn't pay enough attention to you, he allows you to enjoy the life of prosperity, wealth, and food and clothing. You know why he Did he raise you under the name of concubine mother? That's because he knows that concubine mother is kind-hearted and will definitely protect you with all her heart. In this way, even if they all leave one day, you will have the backing of the Si family. You can live in peace for a lifetime. And your biological father, I think, he deserves to be blamed."

Hearing this, Yu Wenheng stood up abruptly, raised his fist, and roared, "What did you say?" almost hitting Yu Wenzheng in the face.

But when Yu Wenzheng said a word, he lost his energy in an instant.

"Am I wrong? Your biological father is a weak and incompetent coward. Otherwise, why did he let his pregnant wife enter the palace to do rough tricks, why didn't he dare to face the reality, and why did Lian Daoming He didn't even have the courage to tell the truth, so he chose the easiest and most despicable path. To put it bluntly, he used death to escape. What is this kind of man, not a coward? After all, your mother entrusted her to no one , and even you were killed by such a man."

"Shut up!" Yu Wenheng's eyes were scarlet, and his deep and distinct facial features were fierce in an extremely distorted way.

Jian Yunling sighed silently as she looked at Yu Wenheng who was dominated by hatred and had fallen into a demonic barrier.In fact, he also knew in his heart what kind of person his biological father was, right?
That's why I hate it so much, hate my own fate, hate Yu Wenzheng's fate, and hate the unfair God.He hated to use this extreme method to revenge everyone and ruin everyone, even himself.

The two brothers obviously have such similar eyebrows and eyes, but they are so completely different.

Yu Wenzheng took a step back, calmly facing the bitter hatred frozen on Yu Wenheng's face.

Most of the lamps and candles in the room were extinguished by the rain, only the few farthest from the window remained, flickering with weak lights like dying.

A little bit of dim light and shadow shuttles through the instantly empty room, closely interweaving the past that has been settled for a long time and the irreversible present.

"Back then, as long as someone stood up and said that you were not the child of the emperor, your fate would not be like this." Yu Wenzheng said with a sigh and resentment: "But Yu Wenheng, fate is not to forgive a person The reason why my father owed your mother a life was already paid off when you colluded with Prime Minister Jian and poisoned him to death. You owe me the rest. Next time we meet again, there will be no What kind of brotherly righteousness, but you die and I live. You remember, I must use your life to pay homage to my mother and concubine, and pay homage to those ordinary people who were killed by you, so you can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he walked away without turning his head, leaving only a determined back.

Jian Yunling didn't follow, she thought, he should need to be quiet for a while.

"You can try it. I also want to know, among us, who will die first!" Yuwen Hengyou shouted unwillingly.

Jian Yunling stepped forward slowly to block his sight.

He shifted his gaze to her, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Is that why you protect him like this?"

Jian Yunling smiled sweetly, and said: "Of course, he is my husband. But more importantly..." She paused, and her smile became stronger: "It is he who has more affection than you."

The sound of the rain outside is getting quieter, and the fresh air after the rain is like the fragrance of wine, which makes people feel slightly drunk.

Yu Wenheng's face turned pale for a moment, and then flushed with anger: "Is he affectionate and righteous? This is the biggest joke I've ever heard."

Jian Yunling's eyes were as cold as frost in an instant, and she forced her to take a step forward, met his sinister eyes without dodging, and said with a smile: "Is that so, is it funny? I don't think so. He values ​​family affection. His feelings for General Si can be seen. After so many years, he could have kicked you out of the emperor's position long ago. But he didn't, it's not that he couldn't, but he didn't want to. In his heart, even if you are right Even if you collude with the enemy and kill his father, he will still regard you as his brother. For him, the last thing he wants is to fight with you See you. But you have failed his hard work. You have also failed the upbringing and teaching of Concubine Si Gui. You are the most unworthy person in this world to sit on the throne!
Jian Yunling's accusation stunned Yu Wenheng.

His eyes are empty and gray, like a withered leaf, crumbling, as if he will fall into the abyss in the next moment, and he will never be reborn forever.

And Jian Yunling didn't bother to deal with him anymore, turned around, and said coldly: "Please leave here, it's best not to show up again in the future, Yunlou, you are not welcome."

Yu Wenheng was still holding on, but his voice was already hoarse and he couldn't hear the original voice: "I am the emperor, and the world belongs to me. Wherever I want to go, it is my freedom. Why do you say it?"

Jian Yunling tilted her head slightly, showing a smiling face, and her tone was as light as a down feather: "Just because I am the master of this Yunlou. Also, because of this world, it won't be yours soon.

After finishing speaking, she walked away lightly, leaving Yu Wenheng standing there in shock beyond words.

When I came out of the cloud building, the rain had almost stopped.Occasionally two drops fell from the eaves and wet Jian Yunling's hair, but she didn't care.

Just now Fu Dongyun left with Yu Wenzheng, but now he is holding his cloak and waiting by the car, looking rather hesitant.

Seeing Jian Yunling walking out, he greeted him as if he had met a savior, he hesitated to speak with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Princess, my lord..."

Jian Yunling understood immediately, took the cloak, gave him a comforting look, and got into the car.

Candles were also lit in the carriage, but it was a thin one, and the woven light was too thin to withstand the cold wind.

Jian Yunling found another half-burned candle from the corner, lit it with the faint flame, and then sat down, sitting in the candlelight package, beside Yu Wenzheng.

"It's raining and it's cold, so let's put it on." She put the cloak on his shoulders and tidied it up carefully. Just as she was about to stop, she felt a pair of big hands holding her.

"Speak with me for a while." His voice was full of powerlessness, as if he was praying.

Jian Yunling's heart ached, she nodded silently.

However, after waiting for a long time, Yu Wenzheng did not speak. Jian Yunling was about to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, but suddenly heard his soft and almost inaudible words.

(End of this chapter)