The night is as cool as water, but there is no distinction between day and night in space.
Jiang Tang was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by a harsh system alarm:
[Ding——Warning: [Xiao Yinhan]’s mood fluctuates violently, and the blackening value increases by 1%!]
When she opened her eyes, she saw the man outside the screen with his eyebrows furrowed and his forehead covered with sweat, looking like he was deep in a nightmare.
Jiang Tang subconsciously breathed softly: "What's wrong with you?"
The sky was dark on the official road where heavy rain was pouring, and the raindrops beat mercilessly on people's bodies, making them sick and painful.
The clothes of the young man on horseback were already soaked through, and his long wet hair was stuck to his face. The heavy rain blurred his vision, making it almost impossible to see the road ahead.
"Drive~"
He waved the riding crop in his hand without hesitation, and kept thinking in his mind: faster, faster!
The rain with the earthy smell seemed to rush from the nose into the lungs, and it had become a nightmare that he could not get rid of these years.
The vermilion palace door opened wide, and the thunder outside the dark sky was like the roar of an animal. A bolt of lightning struck down as bright as daylight, illuminating the main hall where white silk was dancing and the coffin parked in the hall.
"Your Highness, the imperial concubine, she...is dead!" The old eunuch's sad cry sounded in my ears.
He walked there in confusion and panic, his legs were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he was trembling as if he was about to fall down in the next moment.
In the coffin, a woman as beautiful as a fairy lay there motionless, quiet and gentle, as if she had just fallen asleep.
"Concubine, I'm back."
He stretched out his hand to touch her, but the transparent raindrops dripped down his wet sleeves and landed on her white and clean cheeks.
In an instant, grief and despair suddenly exploded in his chest. He rushed forward like crazy, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Mother Concubine!"
It was only at this moment that he finally realized that his mother-in-law was gone.
Tears kept pouring out, and he kept pleading and crying "mother concubine", but he could no longer wait for a gentle response from her.
The grief of losing my biological mother still lingered in my chest, but the world suddenly changed.
"...How are you doing? Your mother-in-law has been dead for two years. Even if you ask now, who will admit it?"
"If you don't admit it, I will kill them all!" He looked at his father in the gold-woven dragon robe in front of him, his bright black eyes filled with cruel hatred.
"You..." Emperor Huaiwen seemed to be shocked by his words, and was both shocked and angry: "How presumptuous! Those people are your bloodline clan relatives, if you let me kill you, I will kill you! I usually dote on you too much,
That’s why you are so disrespectful and utter such arrogant words!”
After he finished speaking, he immediately ordered the guards to ground him: "Come here! The fourth prince is unconscious. Lock him up in the Buddhist hall to reflect! Without my order, no one is allowed to see him!"
The vermilion door slammed shut, and all the noise fell silent in an instant.
There was no sound in the dark Buddhist hall, only a beam of light fell from the window in the high wall.
At the age of fourteen, he stood there, originally filled with anger and resentment because he learned the "truth" about the death of his mother and concubine, but his father's unhesitating support for the clan slowly turned into hatred.
Dark and violent emotions spread loudly in his chest, like thick ink that dyed his whole world black. His previous cognition gradually collapsed, and the world gradually became distorted and deformed in his eyes.
This world is really boring, everyone is so hypocritical, including his kind and affectionate father.
No matter how he taught him, once his vital interests were touched, everything became empty talk.
He lowered his head and laughed silently, his shoulders trembling slightly, but the light in his eyes became brighter and colder.
Depression, disgust, bloodthirsty, and other emotions grew in the darkness, swallowing him up and drowning him bit by bit.
Since none of them are to his liking, then let them all die!
The clan, etiquette, royal relatives... it's just because the power to destroy them is not yet in his hands.
One day, he will definitely...
"My lord, where are you?"
A soft and gentle call woke Xiao Yinhan up from the abyss.
He subconsciously raised his head to look for the speaker.
Just then, a warm light slowly lit up in the darkness, and someone came out of the darkness holding a lantern.
Yu Ruan Huarou's little face lit up the moment she saw him: "My lord, where have you gone? I'm so scared."
The palace lantern in her hand was thrown to the ground, and the flame instantly burned the paper, lighting up the darkness.
The girl threw herself into his arms like a soft cloud, and warmed his cold body like a small sun. The familiar sweet fragrance floated from her hair and skin into his nose.
His originally broken and desperate heart was patched up and filled little by little by her embrace.
Those dark and chaotic emotions just now seemed to be completely forgotten at this moment. He subconsciously hugged her tightly, as if he was hugging his lost treasure.
"It's not good here. Can we leave here?" The girl raised her head, her starry eyes filled with moving water.
His throat moved and he said: "Okay..."
The next moment, Xiao Yinhan gasped and woke up from his sleep.
His first reaction when he woke up was: "Tangtang!"
Turning his head, the girl was sleeping quietly next to him. Her long black hair and her snow-white and clean face looked indescribably well-behaved.
The fear and panic in my heart disappeared instantly.
He reached out and took the sleeping girl into his arms, buried his face in her fragrant neck, closed his eyes and said aggrievedly: "Tangtang, when will you wake up? Do you know, I miss you so much..."
Jiang Tang almost collapsed from exhaustion standing in the space, and raised his hand to wipe away the invisible sweat.
Looking at the man on the screen, she shouted "Death" in her heart. Then she paused and placed her delicate fingers on her neck... Why did something seem to flow in there?
he……
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The people sent to investigate Yun Sihai came back soon, and the silks and satins they brought back all had frost flower marks on them.
On the contrary, the Yan family did not, but this did not trouble the person responsible for the investigation.
The current boss Yan took over the Yan family's property five years ago, so in addition to the goods currently being sold, the investigators also went to great lengths to retrieve the goods purchased five years ago.
Then... almost no surprise, there are frost flowers on it too.
At this point, Xiao Yinhan has already believed most of it.
Jiang Tang sat in the space and frowned as he watched the man coldly order the secret guards to go to Hezhou to investigate Yan Jianghe:
"I've delivered the person to you in advance. This time, you shouldn't go to massacre all the people again, right?"
I said this, but when I saw the blackening value that finally stopped at 43%, my heart was pounding.
So what happened when she was unconscious that caused this guy's darkening level to reach such a high level?
"Dog system, if you don't come back, you might as well never come back again!" Jiang Tang scolded angrily.
At this time, the servants left, and only Xiao Yinhan and "her" were left in the room.
Jiang Tang saw the man stand up and walk towards "her".