Song Luan didn't have much strength since she just woke up. She was tired so she leaned against the pillow.
Her face was cold as she looked at Zhao Nanyu's stiff face. With a haggard look, the corner of her mouth curled upwards and chuckled, "Men are cruel, but I can understand. To become king, the means to an end is always cruel. The outcome is also unstable."
Therefore, killing his wife was nothing for him. She was just one of the stepping stones on his way to the top.
Song Luan didn't lie. Her heart was empty and at loss, but she was not sad or affected. It was like reading other people's stories.
Zhao Nanyu felt that every word in her mouth was gouging out his heart. She might as well curse him.
He opened his mouth and his throat was a little painful. At this moment, whatever he would say would not mean anything. Evading the truth was useless. There was no denying that it was indeed something he had done.
Song Luan lowered her head as if she didn't want to see his face any longer. Her long hair covered half of her face. She laughed and said, "But you were cruel to both my parents and brother."
Thinking of the noble and incomparable prince in her dream, Song Luan was a little uncomfortable. Her brother loved her very much and had been protecting her since she was born.
In the end, it ended up with their deaths, which was terrible.
Zhao Nanyu's throat was already so sore, now his eyes were getting red. He explained word by word. "I didn't kill your father, mother, and brother."
It wasn't him. It was the southwest king's army.
The secret passage from the palace was that he told the marching general that the head of the prince's highness was also cut off by his deputy general.
He disclosed the secret passage of the palace but it was the southwest king's army who attacked her parents. It was also the deputy general of the army who cut the prince's head.
But all these things had already happened.
Song Luan felt that he didn't have to lie to her. She nodded to show that she knew, and said, "Maybe they were afraid that I would come to you and would refuse to leave, so they lied to me."
Her parents and brother lied to her, but in the end, they still had to die in her husband's hands.
However, these were not important. Song Luan woke up thinking that she would hate him and would wish for him to die. However, her heart was calm like a spring of stagnant water.
She couldn't even hate him.
Song Luan said lightly. "So that we won't have any misunderstandings left...you shot the arrow yourself, didn't you?"
She just wanted to make sure that she didn't mean to settle accounts.
She only wanted to confirm that she really didn't mean to settle old accounts.
Zhao Nanyu's body suddenly froze. His limbs were cold. His fingertips trembled slightly under his wide sleeves. The blood color on his face faded and his lips turned white. He took a breath and tried to stabilize his figure. "It's me."
He killed her himself. There was no excuse.
When he held the bow and arrow, his hands didn't even tremble. He was resolute and decisive as he cut off her life quickly.
Song Luan said: "It's good that there is no misunderstanding."
Compare with achieving the throne, killing a wife was nothing.
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