Song Luan just woke up, she didn't have much strength all over. She leaned on the pillow tiredly, with a cold expression. Seeing Zhao Nanyu's face stiff and haggard, she pulled up her lips and chuckled lightly,
"The man is cruel, I can understand. The emperor, the method is not ruthless and he can't stand firm."
Therefore, it is nothing to kill his wife, she is just one of the stepping stones in his way to power.
Song Luan didn't lie, her heart was empty and at a loss, but she was not sad or sad and would not be moved, just like watching someone else's story.
Zhao Nanyu felt that every word in her mouth was gouging his heart. She might as well curse him viciously.
He opened his mouth and his throat was a little painful. At this moment, what he said was useless, as if he was evading. There is no denying that it was indeed something he had done.
Song Luan lowered her face, as if she didn't really want to see him. She gently pinched her fingers while playing with her, her long hair covering half of her face, she smiled, and then said, "But you are to me My parents and my brother are really cruel."
Thinking of the noble and unparalleled prince in his dream, Song Luan felt a little uncomfortable. Her brother should have loved her very much and had been protecting her since she was born.
In the end, the corpse was separated, which was terrible.
Zhao Nanyu's throat was suffering from severe pain, and his eyes gradually reddened. He explained word by word: "I killed your father, mother, and brother, none of them were killed by me." It was
not him, but the army of the Southwest King.
The secret way to escape from the palace was he told the marching general that the head of the prince was also cut off by the lieutenant beside him.
All these things have already happened.
Song Luan felt that he didn't need to lie to herself. She nodded and said that she knew. She said, "Maybe they are afraid that I will find you and will not leave, so they lied to me."
Lie to her parents and brothers All died in the hands of his husband.
But these are not important anymore. Song Luan woke up thinking that he would hate him, wishing him to die, but the heart in his chest was not turbulent, calm as a fountain of stagnant water.
She wouldn't even hate him anymore.
Song Lu said lightly: "We should have no other misunderstandings, right? You shot that arrow yourself, right?"
She only wanted to confirm that she really didn't mean to settle accounts.
Zhao Nanyu's stature suddenly froze, his limbs were cold, his fingertips under his wide sleeves trembled slightly, the blood on his face faded a little, and his lips turned white. He took a breath and tried to stabilize his figure, "It's me."
He killed it himself, there is no reason to explain it.
When he held the bow and arrow, he did not shake his hand, resolutely and decisively, and cut her life neatly.
Song Luan said: "It's good if there is no misunderstanding."
Compared with Huangtu Baye, what is the killing of his wife?
Nothing embarrassing about the former princess. If she survives by chance, the Confucian spit stars will force him to abandon her. An arrogant person like the little princess will definitely not be stubborn. , I will never see anyone in my life.
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Ficção HistóricaFOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY DISCLAIMER: EVERYTHING IN THIS STORY IS NOT MINE SO ALL CREDITS GOES TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR/s AND TRANSLATOR Short Title: WCE Alternate Title: 嬌妻難逃 Status : Completed Author: 明月像餅 Translator: Tinker Releases CAN R...