Agent Leng Fei: Playing with the Heartless Emperor

Chapter 130 He is not a human, but a demon
The old woman shook her head crazily, "Don't force me—" her hands suddenly trembled and dropped, and the old woman laughed wildly in horror, "Sister, don't scare me, I'll go find you in a few days, and in a few days God will find you—"

Then he ran out, "Sister, don't come over - sister -"

Wanzhi thought that Tingxue would catch up, but she just let the old woman drift away.

Seeing that Concubine Ning had disappeared, Wanzhi knew that this secret passage must belong to Concubine Tongning's residence. It was the closest to the emperor's bedroom and the guards were the strictest. It seemed that she could not escape from here, and felt disappointed.

In the dark secret passage, the white clothes were like snow, with strands of dust falling down, Ting Xue just sat against the wall, motionless, the faint light and shadow blurred the icy face.

Unable to go forward, and unable to return to the Ewha Palace, Wanzhi felt lost, so she sat beside Tingxue, remembering that her adoptive father said before his death that Lang'er was unhappy in life, and it turned out that Tingxue's mother was the late emperor's concubine. What is going on, but Tingxue is extremely sad now, no matter how revengeful Wanzhi is, she can't ask these things now.

Thinking of the foster father's last wish again, you must let him learn to protect himself and learn to be happy.Wanzhi couldn't help feeling numb in her heart, the more he hated his father, the happier she would be, and Tingxue would save her the biggest trouble in revenge in the future, now comforting him, how to comfort him, after thinking about it for a long time, she really didn't know where to start , I just feel that everything is tinged with coldness, I can't see his drooping face clearly in the dark, but I can feel all his sadness, how much sorrow and sorrow he has carried in his heart, how many years of loneliness.

Sure enough, he is a person who doesn't know how to pick up joy, and he can't help but sneer at himself in disdain, and still pity others here, as for yourself, you probably never know what picking up joy means, thinking about this, you suddenly feel that life is really boring Very, glanced at Tingxue, and cursed in a deep voice, "Bastard!"

Ting Xue's eyes, which had been as still as stagnant water, moved slightly, and looked up at Wanzhi.

"Bastard!" Wanzhi cursed again.

Ting Xue continued to lower her head, ignoring Wan Zhi.

"Gu Rui bastard, Gu Rui is a bastard, Gu Rui will die, Gu Rui—"

"Enough!" Tingxue raised her head suddenly, Rumo's eyes flashed with strange light, the mysterious and cold moon was full of mixed flavors, Wanzhi's heart softened when she saw it, but she still said, "Gu Rui is a bastard, he is sorry for your mother." , I'm sorry for killing Su Ling, killing Linglong, killing so many lives—"

"Yes, he's a bastard, a bastard—" Ting Xue scolded in a deep voice, "Aunt Ning is right, he is not a human, but a devil, for the sake of wealth and power, he will give everything, he is a lunatic!"

"He caused me to misunderstand my mother for so many years, and he caused her to die without regret—" Wanzhi felt relieved when she saw Tingxue venting out, but she saw Tingxue's deep sorrow when she talked about her mother, and her eyes softened.

Ting Xue's mind was out of control, years of repression, misunderstanding, grievances and loneliness flowed out at this moment, and she suddenly felt the soft eyes in the darkness enveloped her body, like her mother's eyes, she stretched out her arms to hold Wan Zhi in her arms, Wan was startled, but heard the helpless child-like voice calling, "Mother—"

Suddenly remembering that two years ago when he was drunk, he whispered to his mother in her arms. He heard that Xue might have an Oedipus complex, but he couldn't bear to push him away after hearing his deep sorrow. Repressed for too long, such a quiet person, such venting may make him let go of something.

(End of this chapter)