The reborn daughter is a concubine

Chapter 584 The Grand Finale (43)
However, the serious injury he suffered many years ago made his kung fu not as good as before. Just as his palm touched the emperor's body, Duan Wuxia grabbed his wrist. It was all the strength concentrated together, accompanied by the sound of dislocation of bones, a burst of severe pain spread from the wrist to Uncle Ling's limbs, and immediately, the abdomen was heavily integrated, and the whole body fell heavily on the ground!
Duan Wuxia looked at the man in front of him with sharp and deep eyes, and was about to step forward to question him, but he heard the emperor, who was slumped on the chair behind him, speak loudly.

"Second brother!" The emperor locked his eyes on the man on the ground, and seeing his body startled suddenly, a flash of understanding flashed in his heart, it was exactly as he guessed!Just now, the moment he approached the words, the frightening light and strong hatred in his eyes made that figure subconsciously flash across his mind. If he had only guessed just now, it has already been confirmed at this moment!
The queen's body was also startled suddenly, second brother?Subconsciously looking at that man?Second brother?Isn't the second brother dead?It was wiped out during that rebellion, why...?But, thinking of what he said just now, the man Chan'er loves so much... took a deep breath, even if she didn't want to believe it, she also felt a little suspicious!
"Haha..." A burst of shrill laughter came from Uncle Ling's mouth, echoing throughout the palace, with a bit of madness!When he had laughed enough, he suddenly stopped and looked straight at the emperor with more hatred in his eyes, "Brother Huang, do you still remember me?"

"Didn't you already..." The emperor frowned slightly, and many things became clear in his memory. After that rebellion, the traitor was punished, and that traitor was his second brother, the prince of the Jinyao Dynasty at that time!Why is he still alive?And why did you change your face? !
There was an answer to everything immediately. Uncle Ling raised his hand behind his ear, and the next second, the human skin mask was torn off, revealing a face somewhat similar to the emperor's, with sharp eyebrows raised , said loudly, "I'm not already dead, am I? But, I bear Chan'er's hatred, how can I let myself die?"

At that time, he used a substitute to cover up people's eyes and ears, but he escaped from death. Afterwards, he personally killed the guard who followed the queen, disguised himself as that guard, and lurked quietly in the palace for revenge!

He could take revenge by himself, but his body was too badly injured in the rebellion more than ten years ago, and even his martial arts were not as good as before, so he had to use others, and the best candidate Nothing is better than the emperor's son, he wants to watch him die in the hands of his own son!This is the price he paid for killing Chan'er back then!

Chan'er clearly loves him, but the emperor took it by force and made Chan'er his concubine. He and Chan'er fell in love but couldn't stay together. He was unwilling to be so cruel by God, so he persuaded Chan'er to launch a rebellion , only by pulling his emperor brother off the throne, can he be with the woman he loves!
Chan'er was willing to do anything for him. That night, the queen led the female imperial guards to break through, and he escaped, but Chan'er...the figure of that woman appeared in Chan'er's mind, and a sharp pain suddenly appeared in his heart. He couldn't let Chan'er die like this, so he wanted to take revenge and use the entire Jinyao Dynasty to pay homage to Chan'er's undead. He finally got the chance, and that chance was Duan Wuyou's accident!
The corner of his mouth curled into a trace of sarcasm. The emperor didn't even care about his son for his own safety. The emperor personally brought this opportunity to him. At that time, he quietly approached Duan Wuyou, taking advantage of the trauma in his heart As well as the fragility at that time, he used hypnotism to distort Duan Wuyou's memory, and deeply rooted hatred in his heart. He created Duan Wuyou's distortion and shaped another person, that is——Cen Feng !
He planned everything, the purpose is to watch the entire royal family in chaos, and watch the emperor die at the hands of his son!
When Uncle Ling told everything at this moment, everyone present, including An Qiao, were shocked. It turned out that he was the one who launched the rebellion many years ago!It turns out that a person's hatred can be so crazy that he doesn't hesitate to use irrelevant people!At that time, Duan Wuyou was just a child, a wounded child!

An Qiao looked at Duan Wuyou who had fainted. At this moment, he had a calm expression on his face. If he knew that Uncle Ling used all of this, how would he react?Thinking of Duan Wuyou's gentleness, Cen Feng's autism, and Duan Wuyou's madness not long ago, all these are dominated by the word 'hate' after all!

Taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but imagine, if it wasn't for Uncle Ling's use, would Duan Wuyou have a different life? !

In the entire hall, apart from the tranquility, there was Uncle Ling's piercing laughter. Did he fail, a complete failure?He pinned his hope on Duan Wuyou, but in the end he still failed to fulfill his wish. In his mind, Chan'er's frowns and smiles appeared. Looking at this huge palace, a gentle smile bloomed on his face. In his eyes, it makes people feel weird!

"Chan'er..." Uncle Ling murmured, calling the name in a low voice, and Chan'er was everywhere in the palace.

Everyone looked at him, and their brows couldn't help but frown tightly together. Suddenly, the tenderness on his face disappeared instantly, and a low moan escaped from his mouth, "Chan'er, I'm here to accompany you!"

While speaking, a strange and destructive light flashed in those eyes. Thinking of the final preparations he made, the smile on his face became even more frightening. He wants to accompany him, and he wants everyone to die together. At the same time, she must also bring this palace to Chan'er!
His eyes froze, and Uncle Ling's eyes fell on the bright candlelight beside him, and a bloodthirsty and cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he used his last strength to rush over and knocked down the candlestick, and the fire stained the side. The silk, as well as some oil on the ground, sprang up at the speed of lightning and flint.

"Not good!" Duan Wuxia yelled, realizing what he was going to do, immediately ran to An Qiao's side, gently embraced her body, and quickly rushed out of the hall. Surrounded, Duan Wuxia put An Qiao on the ground, then thought of the royal father and queen mother who were still in the hall, and solemnly told the guards beside him, "Take the princess and concubine out of here!"

(End of this chapter)