The cold rain fell on his pale face with a bone-like chill.
He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the rain on his face. Feng's eyes were complicated and blurred.
"The sky is about to break up. If I hadn't been in my heart, I really want to have a heavy rain, a strong wind and a fire, and be burned with them in this dirty palace, without any worries, and die clean."
He took revenge, but was not happy.
When Lao He rushed over, he heard Cang Qiao's low whispers, and his heart suddenly became tight.
I have always known the misery and suffering in my heart of the little master, and I also know that he has a strong tendency to self-destruct.
Living is too tiring and too hard for the little master, but this is the first time I heard him say it.
Betrayed by his close relatives and betrayed...
All the pain Shangguan Hongye suffered was only one tenth of what he endured.
As expected, the closer you get to the complete "change of the sky", the harder the negative emotions in the Supervisor's heart will be to suppress.
Lao He's thoughts were heard and immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Master, the little lady has sent news. She is about to set off in two days. When will you take time to have a meal?"
Cang Qiao paused and slowly lowered his eyes, and the gloomy and stern colors hid in his eyes: "Laohe...Laohe, I won't die, don't worry, at least I won't die now."
Lao He redned his eyes slightly and said softly: "Little master, Lao He is with you. Such difficult days have come, right?"
Cang Qiao lowered his head and sighed softly: "Yes, I'm dead. Wouldn't that girl be sad and make you sad?"
A winter rain covered the entire capital.
There are few such heavy rains in winter. The streets of the capital are filled with people rushing around and hiding from the rain.
But there was a figure walking stiffly on the street like a puppet, without any intention of trying to shelter from the rain.
The subordinates could only follow from afar, because of the orders of the King of Qin, they dared not get close.
The cold winter rain has a biting chill and can almost penetrate into the bone cracks.
Shangguan Hongye walked step by step in the heavy rain without any notice.
His stiff palms kept shaking and could not hold them tightly.
The courage to kill his father in Qingyun Hall before dissipated at this moment.
All he could do was to be at a loss, panic, pain and endless sadness left in his mind, which made him tremble.
At this moment, he didn't know where he came from or where he was going.
He suddenly staggered under his feet, and with a "bang", he fell to his knees on the ground.
The rain soaked into his eyes, and he burst into tears and screamed loudly: "Ah—!!!!"
Cang Qiao's questions echoed in his mind, forcing him to face his selfishness and weakness.
No matter how high-sounding he kills his father, he cannot hide the essence of his unwillingness to give up his life and his grand career.
Those who achieve great things can be killed without paying attention to the details.
But the feeling of truly slaughtering relatives is so painful...
But why did the father, when he went to the land, he could abandon him so simply and abandon his closest relatives around him?
He raised his eyes in a daze and looked not far away, but suddenly saw a few big words on the mansion - Mingfei's Mansion.
Shangguan Hongye suddenly laughed, and his laughter was heartbroken.