The sky is dull, and the gray clouds float on the sky.
After a while, I fluttered and started to drop the water droplets.
The cold rain, with the chills of bones, fell on his pale face.
He stretched out his hand and stroked the rain on his face. The eyes were complicated and blurred.
"The sky will crack. If there is still a nostalgia in my heart, this seat really wants a heavy rain, a strong wind and a fire. In this dirty palace, they are burned with them with their jade.
He was revenge, but he was not happy.
When Lao He rushed over, he just heard Cang Qiao's whispered whisper, and his heart was tight.
I have always knew that the little master's heart was sad and suffering, and he also knew that he had a strong tendency to destroy himself.
Living, too tired to the little master, too bitter, but this is the first time he heard him say.
Betomily betrayed by bone blood, was betrayed ...
All the pain suffered by Shangguan Hongye was only one tenth of his tolerance.
Sure enough, the closer to the thorough "change of the sky", the more negative emotions in the minds of the supervisor, the more difficult it was to suppress.
Lao He thought about electricity, and immediately stepped forward low -channel: "The master, the little mother passed the news, and she was going to set off in two days. When did you take the time to eat a meal?"
With a meal, Cang Qiao slowed down his eyes slowly, and those gloomy colors were hidden in the bottom: "Lao He ... Lao He, I will not die, you can rest assured, at least you will not die now."
Lao He flushed his eyes slightly, and whispered softly: "Little master, Lao He accompanies you, so difficult days come over, isn't it?"
Cang Qiao bowed his head and sighed: "Yeah, I died, wouldn't it be that the girl was sad, so I was sad."
A winter rain covered the entire capital.
There are few rainy rain in winter. The streets of Beijing are rushed, and people who hide from the rain everywhere.
But there is a figure, such as a puppet, walking on the street stiffly, no intention of trying to avoid the rain at all.
The subordinates can only follow the distance, because Qin Wang's order did not dare to approach.
The cold winter rain with a bitter chill can almost penetrate into the bone seam.
Shangguan Hongye did not notice at all, walking step by step in the heavy rain.
His stiff palms kept shaking and couldn't hold it tightly.
Before, the courage to kill his father in the Qingyun Hall, dissatisfied at this moment.
In his mind, he was at a loss, panic, pain and endless sadness.
At this moment, he didn't know where he came from, and where he would go.
Suddenly he stunned under his feet, "bang", and knelt on the ground.
The rain leaked into his eyes, and he felt in tears in tears, and hissing loudly: "Ah !!!"
Cang Qiao's question echoed in his mind with a loud voice, forcing him to face his selfishness and weakness.
He killed his father, and no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't bear the essence of him who was reluctant to give up his life and great fortune.
Those who become big things, informal, can kill the best relatives.
But the feeling of really slaughtering the relatives, it turned out that it was so painful ...
But the father, why can he abandon him so simply and abandon the relatives around him.
He raised his eyes confused and looked at not far away, but suddenly saw a few big characters on the mansion -Mingfei Mansion.
Shangguan Hongye suddenly laughed, and smiled painfully. This chapter has been completed!