After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 818
"Do you know why my uncle's family was slaughtered by the emperor?"

She nodded, a look of confusion flashed in her eyes, how could she not know?
It has been four years, but the tragedy that happened in the General's Mansion is still vivid in her memory. She watched her relatives die tragically in front of her alone and helplessly, without any power to resist.

Fortunately, the gods have tempered it, and promised to let the general's mansion no longer suffer unjust injustice.

Let her live again.

"Yin Jiuqing, two tigers cannot be accommodated on one mountain. If the emperor cannot tolerate it, neither can I."

Hearing this, she suddenly stopped in her footsteps, and her eyes fell on Nan Ye with a touch of panic.

The young man in front of her was no longer the Eighteenth Prince she was familiar with, his words were full of hints.

There was a wry smile on her face, but she didn't say much.

If he could really stir up the mainstay of the Yanjing Dynasty, she would naturally not get involved in it. What she wanted from the beginning to the end was just for him to sit firmly on the throne.

The general's mansion has been wronged, and it is reasonable for her to retire after her achievements.

Before they knew it, the two of them had reached the edge of the cliff, and the wind was blowing in the distance, and their tender cheeks immediately flushed.

The light rain was falling, slowly wetting the hair, the sky was gray and oppressive, just like her mood at the moment.

"Yin Jiuqing." Nan Ye suddenly looked at her, "Why did you come back?"

"Because I'm worried about you." She looked at him, and said softly with her bright red lips.

Four years ago, the General's Mansion was murdered and conspired against, and the entanglement was extensive, and the only one left was the emperor's blood, Nan Ye.

He is her only relative in this world, and she will protect him no matter what she does.

A mocking smile appeared on Nan Ye's face.

Is it because she is worried about him, or because she is worried that the country cannot fall into her hands after he dies.

"Yin Jiuqing, I'm sorry."

He suddenly uttered something lightly, and before she could react, he put his hands on her waist and pushed hard.

Yin Jiuqing's pupils shrank in shock.

People are separated, and today is not what it used to be. Today's Yanjing Dynasty is like a thousand ropes, dangling in the distance, sick and worrying. She wanted to help him achieve hegemony, but she didn't want to...

She stared blankly at Nan Ye who was standing on the cliff, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

The world is cold and human is sinister. Flowers in the dusk and rain are the easiest to wither. She guarded against everyone, but she didn't guard against Nan Ye, even though he had already shown his fear of her.

When she was falling, she saw a familiar figure rushing to the edge of the cliff with a kind of heart-piercing effort, grabbing her hand fiercely.

Knowing him for a long time, in her impression, he is always gentle and indifferent, never has he been so quick.

"Xiao Jiu!" He grabbed her hand with all his strength.

He couldn't help but rushed forward a few minutes, and then grabbed a rock on the edge of the cliff with one hand.

Tartyan has been buried in secret, and he will become the new ruler in the near future.

He personally buried her parents, and formed an indissoluble bond with her in this cold mountain. He came back here quietly, but he just wanted to take a last look at the place where he first met her.

It is also the beginning of making him live without being a monk or being a monk or being a vulgar person.

But he didn't think that when he came to the tomb, he happened to see her figure turning into the forest path, and he hurriedly followed, originally he didn't plan to show his face, but he didn't want to see such a scene.

(End of this chapter)