Tang Shao held up his sword and looked at the messy camp.
There is blood everywhere and corpses everywhere.
There is a war going on outside, and no one cares about this side.
The intruder had already run away, and none of the experts he arranged could catch up.
Exhausted, he dragged his heavy steps into the wedding hall.
The red silk everywhere looks so festive, reflecting the blood, giving it a strange beauty.
He looked at the word "happy" on it and smiled.
A spiteful voice sounded: "Little wolf, retribution has come, right? Look at you, you didn't get the person you wanted to marry, and you couldn't kill the person you wanted to kill. You are destined to lose everything!"
Tang Shao turned his head and saw Mrs. Tang in the corner.
It was such a mess just now, but she was fine and fine. She just got off the wheelchair and sat in the corner.
Her hair was messed up and half draped down, revealing half of her eyes, which looked particularly weird.
Tang Shao slowly walked towards her.
Mrs. Tang stared at him: "What? You want to kill me? It's useless for you to kill me, you are a loser. Come and kill me quickly and send Dalang and I to get together. Our family is still together, and you
, just a bastard that no one wants!"
Tang Shao held his sword, squatted down, faced her face to face, and said: "How could I kill you? Mother." His voice was incredibly soft, "My father is dead, and my eldest brother is also dead. Only the two of us depend on each other.
How could I be willing to kill you?"
If he breaks down, becomes manic, gets angry, and curses, Mrs. Tang will think it's normal, but speaking in this tone will make people's hair stand on end.
"What do you want to do?"
"Didn't I say that? I depend on you for my life!" Tang Shao had several wounds on his body and couldn't hold on any longer, so he simply sat down.
He stretched out his hand and straightened Mrs. Tang's hair one by one.
Mrs. Tang wanted to slap him away, but her hands were tied and she couldn't move.
Regardless of his movements or eyes, Tang Shao was extremely gentle, as if this was really the only mother he had left, and he cherished her very much.
"You don't want to kill me?"
"I won't kill you." Tang Shao said softly, "I didn't kill you before, and I won't kill you now."
"You..." His look was so abnormal that Mrs. Tang couldn't curse her. "Why don't you kill me? Don't you hate me?"
"Hate?" Tang Shao laughed, "What did mother say? How could I hate you?" The first half of the sentence was normal, but the meaning changed at the end, "Hate is such a rare emotion, how can it be used casually?
Woolen cloth?"
Mrs. Tang stared at him fiercely.
Tang Shao took back his hand and sat quietly in front of her, his eyes maybe filled with pity or sadness.
"Actually, you didn't hate me that much when you were a kid, right? I remember that you often came to visit me in the early days, and you often brought me my favorite food and novel toys. If not for this, how could I never doubt it?
, are you my biological mother?"
Mrs. Tang seemed to recall those days, and the hatred in her eyes was no longer so deep.
"Why did it become like that? Why do you hate me to the core?"
"Because you robbed Dalang's things." Mrs. Tang came to her senses and said coldly, "You are a bastard, and I allowed you to be raised in the Tang family, and I even gave you the status of my legitimate son. What's not enough?
But you are going to steal Dalang’s things!”
Tang Shao said "Oh" and understood: "You mean, I am better than my eldest brother, and I have to compete with him in both academic and martial arts?" He smiled, a little embarrassed, "Because I am jealous!
I didn’t know before. I always felt that I was also my mother’s son. My eldest brother could stay with my mother, but I was raised by my grandmother and always got less than my eldest brother, so I always wanted to win your love. Now I know, I really didn’t understand at that time.
sensible."
He was very considerate: "You hate me, you are so right. If I had known earlier, I would never have done this."
"What's the use of saying it now? Da Lang is dead, do you think confession is useful?"
Tang Shao smiled and explained softly: "You misunderstood, this is not a confession! Even if you were not wrong at the beginning, when you want to kill me, I don't have to endure it anymore. No matter what, I won't
I owe you my life, right? I tried my best to protect the foundation of the Tang family and will return it to my eldest brother when he comes back. I don’t owe him anything, right? Since I don’t owe him anything, what good will it do if you take action and I kill you instead?
Unjustly accused? Aren’t you too greedy?”
"you……"
"Thank you." Tang Shao continued, "If you had kept it secret, maybe I would have sacrificed my life for you without even knowing what you thought of me. Now I'm fine, I finally know how I live.
A ridiculous lie will not be tolerated any longer."
"You people are really meaningless." He looked down at his hands, "What's so great about royal blood? The dynasty has changed. The former Yan has been destroyed for so many years, and you are still thinking about it."
Mrs. Tang couldn't help but defend her husband: "What do you know? It was because of the prophecy that the Chen family would be revived..."
"What kind of broken prophecy?" Tang Shao sneered, "Isn't it just that Xing Gong still wants to support the Chen family, so he said it casually? It's worthy of you taking it seriously. Today I will become the Lord of Xing Palace, and I will casually say that Tang
The clan will conquer the world, do you also take it seriously?"
Mrs. Tang finally had nothing to say.
Why didn't she think this prophecy was absurd? Because of this, her father-in-law hid a princess from Qian Yan, and later he changed his mind and asked his son to adopt her as his descendant, and even raised the child in her name.
"Mother, if you feel miserable, why not think about me. My whole life has been a scam. I always thought that my father was good to me, and even thought about me before he died. But in the end, he just wanted to use my power to make Tang Tang
The family has become the real first family. People who believe take advantage of me, and people who don’t believe want to kill me. What is the meaning of my life?"
Tang Shao seemed to be asking her, and even more so himself.
"Do you know why I kept you? It's really boring! I killed my brother, killed so many people, and was covered in sin. I don't know what will happen to me. How can I do this?
There are no witnesses? You, just live well and see whether I die without a burial place or ascend the throne above ten thousand people - if you don't give me the meaning of existence, I have to find it for myself.
One, right?”
He smiled innocently, but it made Mrs. Tang tremble all over.
"you……"
"Okay, are you very tired today? You should rest for a while, and I will ask someone to serve you later." Tang Shao stood up, nodded, and walked out of the wedding hall.
Taoist Master Jin didn't know when he came. He stood at the door and looked at him silently. (To be continued)