I don’t know when these memories started, but they have been forgotten by Dugu Hong. I don’t know when the man in front of me simply became the emperor and no longer his father.
Duguhong didn't even know what made him become so greedy.
With his eyes slightly red, Duguhong clenched his fists and tried hard to suppress his emotions.
Things have reached this stage, what right does he have to be sad?
‘Click—’ the sound of a silver needle falling to the ground
Duguhong was startled, and suddenly he felt a stream of blood coming from below, soaking his clothes red.
He looked down in shock and saw Concubine Yin holding a dagger in her hand, inserting it into Dugu Cheng's chest with tears streaming down her face.
"You..." He looked at the pale Concubine Yin in surprise, then raised his hand, raised the sword in his hand and struck down.
Concubine Yin screamed and rolled back, holding her head in fear.
Suddenly! The tall figure in front of him trembled slightly, only to hear a muffled groan from above, and a long arrow penetrated his chest.
Duguhong lowered his head hesitantly, looked at the feather arrow growing out of his chest, and slowly looked back
At the door, the lights were bright, and surrounded by the imperial guards, a tall figure stood upright in the hall. The long bow in his hand looked cold under the firelight. Facing those deep eyes, Dugu Hong's lips suddenly evoked a wry smile.
"Duguhong killed the emperor, Duguhong killed the emperor!!" Concubine Yin screamed and ran to the dragon bed, crying bitterly "Your Majesty! Your Majesty... don't leave me alone..."
Dugu Hong pulled out his sword and stabbed it into the ground, and knelt down precariously. In front of him, the Imperial Guards stepped forward in unison and surrounded him. One of the Imperial Guards went to check Dugu Cheng's body and exclaimed in surprise: "This is Dugu Hong."
Hong’s dagger!”
For a moment, the hall was filled with exclamation, metal sounds were heard everywhere, and all kinds of weapons were pointed at Duguhong.
"Ha..." Duguhong chuckled, and the blood on his chest dripped on the marble.
Actually...lost
Actually...lost to him
Duguhong slowly raised his head, met those deep and cold eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Dugu Chen clenched the hilt of the sword, pointed the sword's edge at Dugu Hong's eyebrows, looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were cold, his cold lips moved slightly, but he made no sound.
——"You lose"
Duguhong laughed at himself. He endured the pain and struggled to stand up. He looked directly at Duguchen, but there was a bit of pity in his eyes.
"Do you think...you won?"
He smiled sarcastically, "You have lost a long time ago. You lost badly. You have lost everything you can't lose. So what if you kill me? So what if you become the emperor..."
"It was you who killed Die Yi." He looked at Dugu Chen coldly, his eyes as cold as if he wanted to devour him. "It was you who betrayed her!"
Dugu Chen looked at him indifferently, without any expression.
Seeing Dugu Chen's indifference, Dugu Hong sneered, "Dugu Chen, you are so pitiful. You can't even feel sad? You finally... can't feel sad either..."
His body gradually began to get cold, and the people in front of him became blurry. Duguhong looked at the outline of Duguchen in front of him, and suddenly choked up.
When did you start to feel sad and care about who is leaving?
It was wrong from that time on
"Kill me" Duguhong's feet softened, he knelt down and closed his eyes
Silence, a long silence, only to hear the incredible voices of the surrounding imperial guards: "Your Majesty...he killed the emperor, kill him!"
Dugu Hong slowly opened his eyes, only to see Dugu Chen put away his long sword in front of him.