Crossing, strategy, picking up morals

× Imagine 157 × Distorted × In vain

Chu Ya struggled to look at Chu Lang.

A tear suddenly fell from Chu Lang's eyes...

"I sent Chu Qinghuang away from the country." Chu Lang said.

Hearing this, Chu Ya heaved a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I can pick him up and leave the country..."

"No." In Chu Ya's eyes, another tear fell, "I thought he killed you, so..."

"So? So what?" Chu Ya grabbed Chu Lang's lapel, "Brother, what did you do to him? Tell me!"

The hatred that was once intense enough to burn his heart turned into a sharp pain at this moment.As if someone was pinching his neck, Chu Lang looked at Chu Ya in front of him, unable to say a word.

"Brother!" Chu Ya's voice became sharp.

Chu Lang's whole body trembled.

He dared not speak.

Which one of those methods of ravages can he say?

His hatred is all fake, all his resentment is fake...but what's the use?

That person has been completely ruined by him now...

In the end, Chu Lang only said, "I'll take you out."

Chu Ya was carried on his back, and it took a long time before he asked, "Brother, is he still alive?"

"Ah."

"That's good."

That word of relief made Chu Lang's heart feel as if he had received a heavy punch.But he gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.

The people waiting outside Yunlai Hall were all shocked when they saw Chu Lang carrying Chu Ya who was rumored to have been buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Chu Lang only felt that his heart was being tightly grasped by one hand, his almost suffocating pain made him not even have the courage to face Chu Ya.

"Send the fourth prince back to the palace."

Chu Lang handed Chu Ya over, then turned his head and hurried away.

The gesture of running away.

A group of palace people helped Chu Ya onto the imperial chariot, and were about to send Chu Ya back to the Qinghua Palace bestowed by the emperor when he became an adult, when they heard Chu Ya straighten up and say, "Go to Qifeng Palace!"

The palace people looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't dare to refute.Who knows how much crime Chu Lang committed for this 'dead' brother.

Qifeng Palace is also a dilapidated scene with luxuriant grass.

The two eunuchs supported Chu Ya and walked down. Although Chu Ya was in a state of weakness all over, he was unwilling to be supported by others, so he pushed them away and walked in by himself.

The tree in Qifeng Palace has been withered for a long time, and the stone table under the tree is covered with yellow leaves.

"Where are the palace servants serving here?" Chu Ya put his hand on the stone case, no one could clearly see his expression at the moment.

An eunuch said timidly, "Back to the fourth prince, all the servants in Qifeng Palace have died long ago, and now there is only one young eunuch locked in the death row."

Chu Ya supported the stone case and sat down, "Bring him here."

The palace man thought for a while before answering, "Yes."

After half a cup of tea, Yu Chunong, who was covered in blood, was bound with iron chains and knelt down at Chu Ya's feet.

Chu Ya naturally recognized him, but seeing Yu Chunong's miserable posture now, he felt a tightness in his heart.

Yu Chunong was in a daze, even after being severely punished.

"Nong'er." Chu Ya called him.

Yu Chunong raised his eyes to look at him, and Chu Ya's extremely astonished face gradually turned ironic and vicious under Chu Ya's extremely astonished eyes, "You liars, what you say is so high-sounding, you just want to kill the master Aren't you dead? Why are you still alive!" Yu Chunong took a step forward, scraping Chu Ya's face with bloody fingers.

The two jailers holding the iron chain pulled him back, like pulling an animal, and pulled him to his knees on the ground.

The iron ring strangled Yu Chunong's neck, and the pull almost made him die.

Chu Ya asked, "Where's your master?"

Yu Chunong fell on the ground, and was pierced by iron claws on the bone of the pipa, even breathing out blood.

Chu Ya wanted to get close to him, but when he stood up from the stone bench just now, he almost fell, an eunuch next to him hurriedly supported him.Then Chu Ya pushed him away.

Chu Ya walked up to Yu Chunong, with a dry voice, "Nong'er..."

He just yelled, Yu Chunong rushed over again, his frail body seemed to have given up all its vitality.

The jailer behind him pulled the iron chain, and he was pulled back completely, and the dark red blood continued to slide down his pale jaw.

Chu Ya only felt uncomfortable looking into his eyes.

Those docile eyes are now full of violence, almost biting his neck off.

"I'm going to kill you!" As soon as Yu Chunong spoke, blood gushed out of his mouth.

Chu Ya took a step back.

"Fourth prince." The jailer pulling the iron chain was in a bit of trouble, "This slave has gone crazy and lost his mind, you..."

"Go call the imperial doctor." Chu Ya said.

The jailer was stunned for a moment, "But the emperor ordered that the caning is still pending today."

"If you talk nonsense again, I will ask Brother Huang to take your head!" Chu Ya glared at him.

The jailer didn't dare to say another word, and retreated.

Chu Ya looked at Yu Chunong on the ground, and felt that the fear in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and that fear made him restless.

"Come here!" Chu Ya finally couldn't sit still.

The maidservant in green responded, "Fourth Prince."

"Apart from Qifeng Palace, where else does the Eighth Prince live?" Chu Ya asked.

The maidservant in green clothes lowered her head, "Go back to the Fourth Prince and live in Qianqing Palace."

"Go to Qianqing Palace." Chu Ya stood up.

Before leaving, Chu Ya took a look at Yu Chunong who was being treated by the imperial doctor on the ground, "Take him to my palace, so I can take care of him."

The imperial doctor who was feeling the pulse of Yu Chunong who had passed out quickly responded, "Yes!"

Chu Ya got on the imperial chariot and went to Qianqing Palace.

I don't know why, but when he saw Brother Huang's appearance, he felt more and more uneasy...

As long as that person is alive.

Everything can be made up...

The cold pool in Qianqing Palace makes the whole palace very cold.

When Chu Ya walked in, she couldn't help shivering.

The palace servant behind said, "Fourth prince, eighth prince doesn't live here anymore, only a few servants..."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Ya had already walked in.

As soon as you enter the palace, you can see the cold pool with rising mist. There is an iron chair next to the cold pool, and iron chains are scattered around the chair. Unlike this magnificent building, there are all kinds of people around it. the whip.Most of the whips were dark red, the color accumulated after the blood dried up.

There was no one in the Qianqing Palace, and the servants who followed Chu Ya did not expect such a scene in the Qianqing Palace, and all of a sudden they looked surprised.

The feeling of fatigue has been reduced a lot.

Chu Ya walked over step by step.

His heart seemed to sink into the cold pool bit by bit.

"Is this the place where the Eighth Prince lives?" Chu Ya's voice trembled even he didn't notice it.

"Yes..." The palace maid timidly replied, "The Eighth Prince has been living here since he ascended the throne."

Chu Ya no longer wants to ask why his second brother is sitting on the throne now.

His heart trembled inexplicably, so that he didn't want to and didn't dare to ask.

The door of the inner hall was tightly closed, Chu Ya walked over.

There was a loud noise from inside, and the smell of alcohol was also blowing in his face.Chu Ya suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"The emperor was Chu Feng's pet in the past, and he fell into the hands of our general. Although he became the emperor, he is not even as good as an animal."

"Who told him to kill the general's brother."

"Sigh, such a thin-skinned and tender-skinned man, I don't know how he survived the torture."

"What? Didn't you see that man cried and begged to die every time he was executed... But you don't even look, can the general let him die so easily?"

"I heard that the general gave him a secret medicine that even the queen can't use."

"What do you know? That 'Jiaohonglei' is a drug for lust. After using it, I'm afraid you can't even be a man."

"A man? Wasn't he eunuch eunuched by the general to save a little slave?"

"No wonder I didn't respond when I touched him!"

There was a burst of obscene laughter.

The faces of the servants standing behind Chuya were blue and white.They didn't expect it to be like this...

Chu Ya turned around suddenly and left, followed by a group of servants.

Chu Ya who walked outside Qianqing Palace suddenly stood still, his gloomy face distorted with anger.

"Burn this Qianqing Palace for me! No one inside is allowed to be released!"

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It turned out to be so...

Chu Ya's whole body trembled.

His heart cracked a hole in this coldness, and the blood flowed out...

Chu Lang has already returned to Zhengguang Hall.

Tourmaline was still kneeling there, and Chu Lang walked past him with a pale face.

"Your Majesty—" Bixi couldn't help crying out.

Chu Lang didn't even look at him.

Tourmaline kowtowed to the end, "This subordinate knows that death is inevitable, but he wants to die."

Chu Lang suddenly snorted and covered his eyes with his hands, "Tourmaline."

Tourmaline bowed her head and did not move.

"I'll ask again, what happened back then." Chu Lang's voice was very light, without any emotion.

Knowing that everything has been exposed and it is futile to conceal it, Bixi gritted her teeth and said, "Back then, in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Chu Qinghuang opened the city gate and let the fourth prince go."

Chu Lang leaned against the back of the chair, silent for a long time.

Both Tourmaline and Yan Jiu lowered their eyes and waited.

"Tell me that Chu Qinghuang killed Chu Ya with one arrow and left his body on the barren hills to be eaten by wolves. It's all fake." There is no need to answer at all.

Tourmaline lowered her head, "... yes."

She covered her eyes with her palm, but a tear slid down her cheek.

The place that was already trembling because of the truth felt a burst of sharp pain like burning.The pain was so sharp that it split his flesh and blood, it was a hundred times more severe than piercing his chest and crushing his heart.

Then, the pain instantly spread to his whole body.

Tears trickled down his cheeks drop by drop.

When he thought of Chu Qinghuang, he could only remember the blood all over his body and the tears in his eyes...

He could no longer remember what Chu Qinghuang used to be.The one standing behind Chu Feng, the one standing in front of him was Chu Qinghuang.

The distorted hatred is all fake...

Chu Ya did not die.Chu Qinghuang was already more miserable than death.

Chu Lang bent down suddenly, and let out a burst of laughter that seemed to be crying.

"Your Majesty..." Bixi went up to help him.

But Chu Lang suddenly said, "Bixi, you deserve to die." He said so, and then he pressed his heart that had been paralyzed by the pain, "...I deserve to die too."

The author has something to say: Lou Jiao: (waving) Chu Lang, come down, I promise not to crush your balls

Mott: (waving) Chu Lang, come here, I promise I won’t turn you into an undead soul, hang on the judgment stand and poke a hundred times with arrows every day

Feng Si: (waving) Chu Lang, come down, I promise I won’t bite you so symmetrically that you won’t die

Fang Bihan: (waving) Chu Lang, come here, I promise I won’t poke all the guts all over the place