The heavens are kings, starting with Qing Prince Li Chengqian

Chapter 165

Li Chengqian turned a blind eye to this and opened the envelope casually.

Fan Xian hesitated to speak, but finally remained silent.

There were no treasures or secrets left in the letter, and most of them talked about children's things in a gossip and homely tone.

He just saw the last few words of the letter a little silent.

"Little Zhuzhu, actually you don't understand what I'm saying, you don't know where I come from. I'm lonely, people come and go in this world, but I'm still lonely."

"I'm lonely."

"I am very lonely."

Loneliness, yes, although Li Chengqian has only been in this world for more than two years, he has already experienced this kind of loneliness.

This kind of loneliness is not accompanied by many people around, but a kind of loneliness in thought and soul.

This is also the main reason why he keeps giving him chances despite his repeated attempts to take Fan Xian's life.

Although their origins are not the same, among all the living beings in the world, only Fan Xian is the one closest to him.

Even if Fan Xian is allowed to live as a mascot, he doesn't intend to really kill Fan Xian.

With his current strength, he still has the right to be willful.

He glanced at Fan Xian, handed over the letter in his hand, and said, "Your mother left it for you, take a look."

Fan Xian took it subconsciously, and after only two glances, his expression became incomparably exciting.

Dizzy Borrowing?

So that's how he came here?

Li Chengqian opened the third layer.

"Hey, if it's Wuzhu, you should destroy the box immediately after seeing that letter, but you still want to read it, tell me the truth, who are you? How did you open the box?"

"I guess it's either my daughter or my son. Let's see the following things when you kill someone, remember!"

The note is not long and the words are not many, but unfortunately Ye Qingmei probably never imagined that someone from another world would really open the things she left behind.

Naturally, Li Chengqian didn't take this warning to heart, and directly took out the things below.

Seeing the writing on it, he shook his head, what a Ye Qingmei, such a serious matter, actually left only a bottle of abortion pill.

He probably doesn't need this thing, and he doesn't need to engage in family planning in this era.

"Here, your mother left you a baby."

Fan Xian held the letter in one hand, took it with the other, and only glanced at it, his expression became more and more exciting.

Who the hell is his mother?

After a long silence, he cupped his hands and said, "Since His Royal Highness has fulfilled his wish, I will take my leave."

He has very complicated emotions now, and he just wants to go out for a walk by himself.

Li Chengqian didn't say a word, and countless tiny sword energy swept down from his raised hand, chopping the letter in Fan Xian's hand into fine pieces in an instant.

After all, Fan Xian is a person who has been tempered by Wuzhu for more than ten years. At critical moments, he is capable of responding, avoiding those invisible sword qi for the time being, and keeping this letter.

However, just now a terrifying pressure fell on him, making him dare not move at all.

As long as you move, you are dead.

This premonition is so clear and straightforward.

He looked at Li Chengqian in shock.

This kind of pressure seemed to be stronger than what Wu Zhu brought him.

The prince is also a great master?

Li Chengqian looked indifferent, and said: "Since you have read this letter, forget it, there are some things that are not suitable for the public, you can go."

Fan Xian left the East Palace in a daze, and walked on the street with a dazed expression.

He found that the more he knew, the more powerless he became.

But looking at the four-wheeled carriages walking on the street, the glass windows of the rich people's homes by the street, and the kaleidoscopes I've seen before, those slippery soaps...

Every trace reveals the breath of that woman.

A gleam of joy gradually floated in his heart, at least, his mother Ye Qingmei, whom he had never met before, was actually by his side all the time.

In the East Palace, Li Chengqian took the Barrett back into the box, changed the password again, and locked it.

In this world, only he can open this box from now on.

Thinking of everything I saw in the letter Ye Qingmei left just now, I was also quite moved.

Ye Qingmei single-handedly helped Emperor Qing ascend to the throne, built the Qingyu Hall, and set up the Overwatch Council, giving this country a strong foundation.

In the end, it ended up being a tragic death.

The infants who replaced Fan Xian were all hacked into meat, and Ye Qingmei's fate can be imagined.

Sad and deplorable.

Li Chengqian called Izumo, took the Fuxiqin, and played a melody full of regret in his hands.

The notes spread, and half of the people in Kyoto gradually heard the song.

Countless people were inexplicably sad, and countless regrets surfaced in their hearts, and half of Kyoto suddenly became quiet.

In the palace, Emperor Qing's brows were full of sorrow, and something came to his mind, and his eyes turned slightly red.

I don't know how long it took, as the sound of the piano dissipated, he woke up from his grief.

Looking at the blue sky outside the window, he seemed to see a shadow that was getting further and further away.

"I don't regret it!"

He clenched his fists, his body trembled slightly, and after a while, he said: "Go and check, where does the sound of the piano come from?"

Eunuch Hou wiped his eyes with inexplicable tears in the corner, and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

In the Overwatch Council, Chen Pingping had an inexplicable smile on her face, but tears were streaming from her eyes.

Back then, if he had been faster and stronger, she would not have died.

The bright figure in his mind gradually dissipated with the sound of the piano, and his heart became more and more cold.

Anyone who harms you will die!
In Sinanbo's mansion, Fan Jian was silent for a long time in the study. He stared blankly at the nothingness in front of him, as if he was immersed in some kind of dream, and he never came back to his senses for a long time.

In the East Palace, Li Chengqian stood up with a calm expression.

This song is just like him giving this senior a last ride.

From now on, Ye Qingmei will be a thing of the past, and Qing Kingdom will be in his hands, becoming an unprecedentedly powerful country.

Countless bright stars in history will fall on Qing, how can Qing be prevented from becoming a prosperous country standing on the long river of history?

In the midst of feelings, a reminder quietly emerged.

[Complete the personal achievement event and get a chance to draw a personal customized lottery. 】

Li Chengqian was slightly taken aback, because of the piece he played just now?
It seems that the influence of this song is much greater than he imagined.

But he is not in the mood to go to that mysterious space to study recently.

Learning this kind of thing, no matter how happy you are, you still have to combine work and rest.

And, not surprisingly, the Battle of Nanjing is about to start these days. Although the Qing Army suffered a small loss in Lishan, the Northern Qi General Uesugi Tiger is now alive and dead, and there is no better chance to take Nanjing than this.

Presumably Qin Ye would never miss such a god-given opportunity.

As Li Chengqian expected, after the Battle of Lishan, the Qing army rested for a few days, and Qin Ye was ready to go, ready to go in the direction of Nanjing.

At the same time, an ordinary bald head quietly entered Nanjing City.

(End of this chapter)