Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 607 Who Am I?

"Yu Wenzheng, I have seriously thought about growing old together with you." Jian Yunling lowered her eyes, and there were two sporadic splashes in the steaming noodle soup.

"Did I force you to give up?" His tone was calm, but his eyes were sad.

Jian Yunling was in a trance in vain, scenes of the past all the way flashed before her eyes.His eye sockets were wrapped in heat, he bit his lip tightly, and forced himself not to shed tears, but he still couldn't stop the choking in his voice.

"Yu Wenzheng, there is something that may be difficult for you to understand, but if I want to tell you, are you willing to listen?"

"As long as you say it, I'll listen." Sensing her nervousness, Yu Wenzheng squeezed her hand tightly, and the rough calluses on her palm stuck to her smooth skin, as if ironing the intertwined scars on her heart .

A distant story flows from her eloquent words, through the years, through the fleeting years, and into Yu Wenzheng's heart.

"There is such a child, since she was born, she is doomed to miss the warm words of parents. Someone adopted her as an orphan, raised her until she was 15 years old, and took her to a terrible place. There, there are There are many children like her, they learn to kill with the fastest way, and learn to take life quietly. She gritted her teeth and grew up slowly in the cruel training, and then she had her first friend. Finally, she She became the best killer, and her friends became her most trusted partners. But she spent all her life, and she never expected that a friend is an enemy, and the result of trust is betrayal. Before she died, she was thinking, If there is a second life, she must live a more free and ordinary life."

Yu Wenzheng reached out to touch Jian Yunling's cheek, his cold fingertips brushed her smooth jade-like skin, but did not touch a drop of tears.

Jian Yunling buried her body deeply, waves of hot emotions invaded, washed away the embankment of her feelings, a big rock pressed down heavily, blocked those emotions back, and couldn't find an outlet to vent them.

Her whole body was trembling, and her trembling voice could not stand still.

Tears lingered in the eyes, gradually evaporated under the baking of the bonfire, and never fell.

She wanted to cry, want to wail indulgently, and want to shed tears happily.

But she couldn't cry, she couldn't cry...

"The child's voice finally touched the pitiful heart of God. She really got a chance to start again, fate, let her live instead of another unfortunate girl, learn to be happy, learn to love. So, She trampled the girl's tragic past to pieces and stood beside the most outstanding man in the world. It was only when she experienced the suffering of life and death again that she thought she could join hands with the one she loves for the rest of her life. The heart of a lover is a vast sea. He has hatred, responsibility, and too many things that cannot be outlined for her forever. But she just wants to be a stream, and live this hard-won life simply and happily. lifetime."

After Yu Wenzheng listened to her story in shock, he had roughly understood it in his heart, but he couldn't see clearly like a beauty hidden behind a thin veil.

And Jian Yunling raised her head very slowly, looked at him with a pair of watery eyes, pulled her lips bitterly, and said: "That child is me. I came through time, just for a simple Wish, Yu Wenzheng, can you understand?"

The sun is like smoke, and there is something surging in the dark, waiting to be destroyed, waiting to collapse, waiting to embark on the decisive road that cannot be turned back.

Yu Wenzheng was smiling, warm, quiet, and genial, and his outstanding face made people dizzy.

"So, you are not Jian Yunling?" He asked lightly.

"No, I'm Jian Yunling." Jian Yunling met his gaze calmly, with a gloomy look in her clear water pupils: "But I'm not the Jian Yunling you saw."

Yu Wenzheng nodded thoughtfully, not sure if he was really calm, or still struggling to understand.

Jian Yunling didn't care about all this, straightened his shoulders, stared at his eyes that were so deep that people could be confused, and said word by word: "So, you should know why I decided to leave you? You didn't force me to , but I forced myself. In fact, to be honest, your deceit and concealment are not wrong from your standpoint, and some of them are necessary to save your life. I understand this, but I don’t It means I can accept it."

She paused for a moment, seeing his face darken instantly, she couldn't bear it, but she still hardened her heart and hit the nail on the head, saying: "In the past, I have always lived in the hands of others and could not control my own destiny. Now, I don't want to live this kind of life anymore. You always say that you look forward to seeing the world with me, then you know how much expectation, how many burdens are carried by that supreme seat, how helpless the people in it are, how many burdens Can't help yourself? For example, your father, he knew that Prime Minister Jian killed your mother and concubine, didn't he hate it, didn't he feel pain? No, he hates and hurts more than anyone else, but he can't do anything , because at that time, Prime Minister Jian already had a pivotal position in the court, and he could affect the whole body. He was an emperor, and he had to think about the people and Daliang's future foundation, so he couldn't touch him. And these, not everyone I understand, so he has to bear the resentment of General Si and the accusation of being unkind. This is the way of an emperor."

When mentioning the events of that year, Yu Wenzheng's face became even more ugly. He opened his mouth to argue, but Jian Yunling cut off his words.

"You are the same." She seemed to know what he wanted to say, and said in a hoarse voice: "To be a wise king, you must learn to sacrifice. Sometimes you sacrifice yourself, and sometimes you sacrifice the people you care about. I Let me ask you, if I enter the main palace, do you still want to accept the concubine?"

Yu Wenzheng lowered his head and did not speak.

Jian Yunling lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly, and continued to ask: "If I have a hidden disease and cannot conceive an heir, and Wanmin writes a letter requesting to abolish the empress, will you agree?"

Yu Wenzheng's hand gradually let go of her, and slumped down by her side.

There is still a residual temperature on the back of the hand, but it is too vague to grasp.

Jian Yunling put the thoroughly cold soup bowl at her feet, the sharp nails dug into her palm, it hurt so much that it made her nose sore.

"Did you see it? This is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, this is the Lord of the World. Even if you have the power of life and death, you still can't guarantee anything. The harem is as complicated as the previous dynasty. If you want to balance power and win people's hearts , I must accept a concubine. And if I can't give birth to the eldest son, there will be dormant forces in the ruling and opposition parties, who will take this opportunity to pull me down. What's more, I am still the daughter of the Jian family in name. The whole family, then my status must be embarrassing, how will you deal with it? Have you ever thought about these problems?"

(End of this chapter)