Chapter 452 One day, he wants no one in the world to control him
Zhou Ling sneered, filled with grief and anger.
"I want it?"
He asked Li Defu, his nails were cut off and the veins on the back of his hands were obvious.
Li Defu lowered his head and said sadly: "Later, I secretly inquired that a person collected the bones for the Guo family, and that person finally took away Concubine Guo's body, so I guessed, are you still alive?"
"They have been doing nothing for so many years. They have known the inside story for a long time, but they have been hiding it from you. It shows that they are not good people either?"
"What happened back then was like this from beginning to end. Because I didn't do things well, I didn't dare to let the emperor know about it, so I warned Hua Zimo in the early years and told him the truth."
"So when the Guo family came to find him, I also knew about it, but we couldn't act rashly. The Guo family can confuse you, but they can't confuse the prince. One day, when you confront each other, everything will be over.
The truth will come to light, which is why I let me, Hua Zimo, know the truth."
"We, the older generation, will all die sooner or later, but the truth cannot be buried. Someone must know the truth, so that it will not lead to tragedy."
Won't it lead to tragedy?
For Zhou Ling, his life is already a tragedy!
At this moment, he doesn’t even know who he wants to hate?
Looking at Li Defu's defeated face, he knew that Li Defu had already made plans. Once the old emperor died, he was afraid that he would not continue to live.
He was silent for a while and then asked: "Gu Yan, do you know this person?"
Li Defu shook his head.
Zhou Ling's eyes darkened, thinking that his suspicion was wrong.
But Li Defu thought for a while and said: "I only remember that the imperial concubine had a childhood sweetheart cousin named Liu Yan. He became famous after the imperial examination and was sent to other places to serve as an official. After the Guo family had an incident, he was anxious to return to Beijing and passed by Tongzhou.
He was killed by a thief at that time, and the murder has not been solved to this day."
"What a coincidence."
Zhou Ling said that it was difficult for him not to believe it.
Li Defu sighed: "You already have the answer in your mind, does it matter whether you have evidence or not?"
"Zhou Ling, the emperor has promised not to kill you. He doesn't want to leave a shadow in the prince's heart. They have been in harmony with each other all their lives, and they don't want to turn against each other because of you."
"People's hearts are biased, so don't blame the emperor. If he had had a choice back then, the emperor would not have been so cruel."
After Li Defu finished speaking, he took out a bottle of potion from his arms and placed it on the table.
Zhou Ling looked at the bottle. It had a brilliant color like glass and looked very beautiful.
But it's definitely not a good thing, right?
Sure enough, Li Defu said: "This medicine only needs to be applied on the face, and the person's face will immediately turn purple and swollen, which is very different from the previous face. Then you don't need to wear a mask.
Yes, you can use the identity of Prince An as you please, but one thing is, if you don’t want to, the emperor has already prepared another coffin in the mausoleum."
Zhou Ling picked up the medicine bottle and sneered coldly: "Do I still have a choice?"
Li Defu looked at him with complicated eyes and said: "Yes. The emperor said he would cut off your feet and make you a Zhou Ling for the rest of your life!"
Zhou Ling's eyes tightened, and the pain in his heart could not be increased.
He even wanted to grab his heart to stop it from hurting so much and not to care about anyone's words.
But...the bloody reality was like a sharp claw that had already scratched his heart hard before he could stop him.
In fact, he wished that he could demonstrate with his own eyes and see with his own eyes how his heart was struggling in pain, roaring in resistance, but could only wait for the judgment of fate in the agony of unwillingness and death.
This also deeply made him understand that whether it was twenty-five years ago or twenty-five years later, his ending would be the same.
And from beginning to end, he had no choice at all.
Li Defu is leaving, and Zhou Ling can hardly hold on any longer.
No matter how hard the shell is, there are signs of cracking.
Even Li Defu, who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of scheming ministers defeated miserably, felt unbearable pity.
But Zhou Ling still held on and asked him one last question.
"How is King An?"
Li Defu paused slightly, sighed and said: "The emperor will give him a glass of poisonous wine, and then the father and son will go on the road together."
Zhou Ling held the medicine bottle and squeezed it hard.
There was a cracking sound, the bottle cut Zhou Ling's hand, and the liquid inside instantly covered his right hand.
Zhou Ling raised his head numbly, and smeared the liquid on his cheeks little by little, mixed with blood.
He smiled, and the twitching corners of his mouth were as stiff as a puppet, and coupled with his knife-like face, he was as weird as a nocturnal demon.
Li Defu just looked back and was suddenly startled, almost falling to the ground.
But Zhou Ling just looked at him and smiled, his eyes empty...
He is laughing...keeps laughing!
Laugh at his absurd, sad and shameful life!
Laughing at him... Why do you want to come back when you have already been reborn?
Laughing at him, one thought led to the current dilemma?
Outside, the empty, endless night seems to be waiting for something?
The wind blew the door, making a creaking sound.
Li Defu had left long ago, but Zhou Ling kept staring in that direction, as if who else would step out of the endless night?
However, he waited for a long time, and the night was silent.
It is already summer, but the sounds of insects, birds and frogs seem to still be in my ears.
But at this moment, Zhou Ling felt cold all over his body.
It turns out that this is the royal family.
Zhou Ling sneered, his eyes felt as if they were stabbed by something sharp. After the pain, the tears fell, and there was a burning feeling on his cheeks. The anxiety was like a fire that could not be extinguished, and it was as if he was filled with tears.
The anger and the indignation that I can’t fight back!
In the deeply red eyes, the heart-wrenching hatred flashed away.
One day...
One day, he wants no one in the world to be able to control him!