The thunderstorm outside the window gradually subsided, but the wind became stronger. When a gust of wind mixed with fine raindrops swept in, the two glazed lamps suddenly went out. For a time, the imperial study room was much darker, and everyone was half-conscious and half-conscious.
There are different expressions on their faces, just like their thoughts at this time.
Dongli covered his heart and tried his best to stand up. However, Baili Yeheng left too many wounds on his body. The struggle lasted for nearly a night, and the wounds continued to bleed.
By that time, he had lost much strength.
When he tried to get up countless times, but fell down again, he suddenly gave up. He just stared blankly at the little Ling'er not far away, with a rare expression on his face that was a little gentler.
Over the years, since she fell in love with Baili Fusu, this was the first time that he felt that she was very close to him and would not push him away, so he suddenly crawled on his knees, bit by bit
.0 crawled over.
Huai Moran looked at the stubborn Dong Li at this time, and looked at the blood stains under his body, and suddenly felt the urge to cry. This man, this arrogant and arrogant man, in order to be close to his beloved
The woman was so humble at this moment. She looked at the little Ling'er lying there quietly, and suddenly felt that even this dead man would be much happier than her, because there were people in this world who regarded him as the only one.
At this time, Baili Zhancheng, who looked proud, finally walked around the table with confidence and rushed to Dongli's side with his sword in hand. He raised his sword and was about to give Dongli another blow, but Huai Moran waved his hand.
, said calmly: "Father, forget it."
Although Baili Zhancheng was a little unhappy, because the tone of Huai Moran's words didn't sound like he was persuading him at all, but more like giving him orders. However, it was Huai Moran who saved his life after all, so he didn't say anything.
, just sheathed the sword coldly.
Dong Li did not raise his head to look at Huai Moran, as if she would say this, which was completely within his expectation. He just continued to crawl forward slowly, and when he finally crawled in front of Xiao Ling'er, he felt relieved.
He took a breath, with a satisfied smile on his lips. He propped himself up and sat up, and then slowly moved the little Ling'er to his lap. He looked at the little Ling'er who was no longer breathing in his arms.
For a moment, he wanted to yell.
However, he didn't want to waste his last effort, so he just stroked her cheek gently, with a cold smile on his lips, and his eyes were already wet with tears.
The man didn't shed tears just because he hadn't felt sad yet. Huai Moran had never doubted this sentence, because at this moment, Dongli was verifying this sentence. He slowly lowered his head, and then put some stubble on his chin.
He gently rubbed his chin against her cheek and murmured: "Xiao Ling'er, didn't you say that when I grow up, my brother will always be unshaven and not as good-looking as before? In fact, I just think that I can get more from you.
focus on."
He spoke in a low voice, his voice hoarse and lingering, and at the same time he hugged her tighter, as if he was afraid that if he let go slightly, she would break away from him and turn to another person.
Huai Moran couldn't help but feel a little sad. She slowly cast her gaze towards Baili Fusu, who was still making the final struggle at this moment. She thought to herself, this heartless man, couldn't he see that his wife was like this, couldn't see his own
Is this good brother already like this? What is his heart made of?
"Don't be afraid, little Ling'er. On the road to hell, my brother will be with you...accompany you..."
"Xiao Ling'er, I will definitely ask the King of Hell to prevent me from meeting you in the next life, and prevent you from meeting Baili Fusu..."
"..."
Dong Li's voice became lower and lower, until finally, he sat there and slowly closed his eyes.
Huai Moran slowly knelt down. She looked at Dong Li, who had a peaceful face at this time, and knew for the first time that people who died under such circumstances could still be so peaceful.
Baili Yeheng slowly knelt down. Seeing the sadness on her face, he quickly patted her head and comforted her: "Mo Ran, death may be a relief for him."
Relief? Maybe so. Huai Moran nodded slightly, and then turned his attention to Baili Fusu again. At this time, the latter had been kicked away by Eunuch Liu, smashing the Taishi chair to pieces. He was just about to get up and continue.
By the time, Eunuch Liu's sword was already at his neck.
"Fifth Prince, you should be more careful." At this time, Eunuch Liu looked at the defeated Baili Fusu with a proud look on his face and said with a strange tone.
Baili Fusu snorted coldly and said mockingly: "Humph, you are such a yin and yang eunuch, how can you succeed here! If it weren't for the fact that you were pregnant with the ink, you two would have died long ago!"
"
Baili Zhancheng looked at his son who was still retorting at this moment, with a fierce look in his eyes. He raised his sword and stepped forward menacingly, saying in a cold voice: "You don't know how to live or die! Until now, you still don't give me anything to my father."
The emperor knelt down and kowtowed to admit his mistake, but instead he was talking nonsense here, Baili Fusu, do you think your life has been too long?"
However, Baili Fusu raised his head without fear and looked at Baili Zhancheng, who was so majestic in his anger. He showed an expression like a broken jar, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If I kneel down and beg you,
If so, will you spare my life?"
He asked playfully, but Baili Zhancheng felt as if he was being humiliated.
Baili Zhancheng snorted coldly, stared at him as if his eyes were hardened to poison, and said: "No, but I will at least leave you a whole body."
"They're all dead. What's the difference between a whole body and not a whole body? I can't see it anyway." Baili Fusu casually found a comfortable position and lay there, one hand slowly caressing the other.
, obviously he should raise his chin and look at Baili Zhancheng, but he felt like he was looking down at the latter.
This feeling made Baili Zhancheng feel extremely insulted. In his eyes, anyone who wanted to provoke him should die, not to mention that Baili Fusu was still a person who wanted to kill him? So he raised his sword and immediately
Then he accurately picked a tendon from Baili Fusu.
"Ah!" Baili Fusu naturally did not expect that Baili Zhancheng would suddenly attack. One of his hands hung down softly, like a dead tree without life, and the heartbreaking pain made him no longer able to
Unable to take it lightly, his face turned pale and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Baili Zhancheng looked at the twitching Baili Fusu, his bright eyes full of excitement. At this time, he even felt the pleasure of revenge, completely forgetting that he had broken his hand tendon at this time.
, is his son.
Baili Fusu gritted his teeth and glared at Baili Zhancheng. Seeing that his face was full of excitement, he couldn't help laughing and said coldly: "Baili Zhancheng, you old pervert, murderous maniac, I didn't kill him with my own hands.
It’s such a pity for you!”
Baili Zhancheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he drew his sword sharply again, and the tendon in Baili Fusu's other hand was immediately severed.
Baili Fusu gritted his teeth, and his whole body was shaking violently due to the pain. However, he still glared at Baili Zhancheng unwilling to be outdone, gritted his teeth and said: "You murderer, you must not die well.
You will definitely be killed by your own son. When the time comes, you will be worse than dying in my hands! Ah——"
There was another shrill cry.
This shouting made Huai Moran even tired of staying here. At this moment, Baili Zhancheng, who thrust his sword into Baili Fusu's abdomen, still sneered and said: "Don't stir up trouble before you die.
Oh, I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who is so bold!"
Saying that, Baili Zhancheng pulled out his long sword, and a stream of blood immediately spurted out from Baili Fusu's body. However, Baili Zhancheng did not blink, and quickly and accurately stabbed Baili Fusu's sword into Baili Fusu's body.
Inside Su's body, Baili Fusu was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He could only stare fiercely at Baili Zhancheng, his poisonous eyes seeming to burn the latter alive.
Baili Zhancheng was unmoved at all. Instead, he raised his sword and mercilessly thrust the sword into Baili Fusu's right eye.
This scene, even if Huai Moran saw it, felt it was too cruel.
"Ah——" The screams of pain spread throughout the palace. Baili Fusu had become a bucket of blood at this time, with countless wounds all over his body gushing blood, and his eye was even more...
Blood flowed across the face, turning his fair face into a sea of blood.
Huai Moran slowly clenched his fists, looking at the excited Baili Zhancheng, and suddenly wanted to kill this man. When you see a good person taking revenge on a bad person, maybe you won't have the slightest sympathy, but
When you see a bad guy taking revenge on another bad guy, and that weakling is his own son, if you don't feel heartbroken or aggrieved, there is definitely something wrong.
Isn't it that Baili Yeheng has this kind of mentality at this time? Although he has always been indifferent, what he longs for most in his heart is warm family affection. However, in this ruthless and deceitful imperial family, he has never had this kind of love.
He only knew that if he had any kind thoughts in his heart, he would be torn to pieces by his father and brothers who were as fierce as tigers. But even so, seeing his father treated like this
He still felt extremely angry about his own brother.
But Baili Zhancheng seemed to have had enough fun. He handed the long sword to Eunuch Liu on the side, and then said with a smile: "My dear son, are you comfortable?"
Baili Fusu stared at him with his only remaining eye, as if he wanted to shoot him through a hole.
"Good son, this is all your own fault! Don't blame Father, just blame you for being too greedy and cruel!" Baili Zhancheng faced that look, but he was calm and composed, just like Baili at this moment.
Fusu's terrifying appearance is not worth mentioning at all.
Baili Fusu suddenly thought of his gentle but unfortunate mother, and he suddenly laughed. The laughter was weird and terrifying. Blood flowed into his mouth, dyeing his originally white teeth into bloody scarlet.
It made him even more ferocious and terrifying at this time.
At this time, Baili Zhancheng finally couldn't restrain himself. He took a step back, turned around, and said lightly, "Don't look at me like that. You brought this on yourself."
Baili Fusu spoke slowly. He pointed at Baili Zhancheng's back. After a long time, he finally managed to say one word: "Bah." As soon as he finished speaking, he lay there with his mouth wide open and stopped moving.
This stormy drama of conspiracy to usurp the throne finally came to a sad end. Baili Zhancheng didn't even look at Baili Fusu from the beginning to the end, as if he was lying there, spending the last moment of his life looking at him.
The one who showed contempt was not his son, but just a whimsical assassin.
After a while, someone came to report that all the southern Xinjiang army had been wiped out, and all the zombies on the street had fallen to the ground and were stabbed to death on the head. After the rain, all the fear finally ended, and the death of Baili Fusu
, but it was forever imprinted on Huai Moran's heart. At this moment, she and Baili Yeheng had made up their minds: one day, they would kill this old pervert in half!