"Zhuge Liang, didn't you swear to kill me and do harm to the people of the world? But now, you are kneeling in front of me like a dog and begging for surrender, and I am hugging your sister and your mother.
I really want to know how you feel now."
Yan Liang said sarcastically, hugging Zhuge Ling and Song even more tightly, and caressing their chests and backs with his hands.
Although the mother and daughter had no friendship with Zhuge Liang, they still felt a little embarrassed when they were "played with" by Yan Liang in front of Zhuge Liang.
Song and Zhuge Ling whispered softly, lowering their eyebrows shyly and could only obediently lean into Yan Liang's arms, allowing Yan Liang's generous hands to roam around their bodies wantonly.
They dare not resist at all. Only by obeying can they save their own lives and their own glory and wealth.
Zhuge Liang raised his head tremblingly, seeing Yan Liang playing with his mother and sister so unscrupulously in front of the public, he felt so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Once upon a time, Zhuge Liang was handsome and elegant with a high crown and long sword. He pointed at the mountains and rivers gently waving his feather fan, and was respected and looked up to by everyone like the moon.
But now, with his legs disabled and withered, he is burdened with the sin of killing his brother. He kneels humbly in front of the tyrant Yan Liang, watching helplessly as his mother and sister are played by the tyrant.
I can only swallow this endless humiliation with hatred.
Zhuge Liang has completely bid farewell to his past, and now he is just a mediocre person.
Yan Liang looked at Zhuge Liang who was lying on the ground, ashamed and ignorant, his expression became more sarcastic, and he sneered: "Zhuge Liang, I warned you back in Xiangyang that there will be no good consequences for going against me. Now you know you were wrong, right?"
"The guilty minister knows his fault. The guilty minister knows his fault. Please spare your life, your Majesty. Please spare your life..." Zhuge Liang lay on the ground and hurriedly apologized to Yan Liang, kowtowing repeatedly.
Boom, boom, boom!
Zhuge Liang banged his head loudly, and the hard ground soon left bright red blood marks on his forehead.
However, Yan Liang remained unmoved at all. Instead, he held Mrs. Song and sat on his lap. His hands roamed freely between her buttocks, peaks and jade back.
Yan Liang wanted to play with the Song family wantonly, and he wanted to humiliate Zhuge Liang mercilessly to vent his hatred for Zhuge Liang over the years.
Zhuge Liang didn't dare to look any further, he just didn't care about the shame. He kept kowtowing until his forehead bled, and he didn't dare to stop.
Chi la la~~
Yan Liang exerted force with both hands, and the upper half of Song's cloud shirt was torn in half from the middle, to the waist.
From the jade neck to the slender waist, all the gracefulness is exposed in the air.
In an instant, Ms. Song's face turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly hid her face behind Yan Liang's shoulder, too embarrassed to see anyone.
Although the shame was unbearable, Mrs. Song did not dare to disobey her. She could only suppress her shame and endure everything Yan Liang did to her.
Zhuge Liang, who was banging his head on the ground, accidentally caught a glimpse of his stepmother in such a miserable state in front of the public. The shame in his heart surged, almost bursting his chest.
But Zhuge Liang did not dare to show any dissatisfaction and could only continue to kowtow.
In other words, after a long period of mental and physical torture, Zhuge Liang no longer remembers how to write the word hate, and he is now just a walking corpse begging to survive.
"I just remembered. I took your mother as my concubine. After all, I'm still your father, right?" Yan Liang said with a playful smile.
Zhuge Liang was so embarrassed that his ears turned red, but he just nodded humbly and said "yes, yes".
Yan Liang said with great interest: "If that's the case, then just call me daddy. The closer you call me, the more affectionate you are, I might even consider sparing your life."
As soon as he said this, Zhuge Liang's expression changed, and he suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.
Zhuge Liang thought that he had no choice but to beg Yan Liang for surrender, but if he wanted to survive, he would call Yan Liang "Dad". This would be a humiliation beyond ordinary people.
How would the ancestors of the Zhuge family, his dead father Zhuge Gui, feel when he sees him calling the Zhuge family's greatest enemy his father?
I'm afraid that Zhuge Gui will be so angry that he will rise from his grave and travel thousands of miles to Luoyang City, where he will have to strangle Zhuge Liang to death with his own hands.
Zhuge Liang was embarrassed there, hesitating for a moment, wondering whether he should call "Dad" this time.
Yan Liang caressed the Song family's delicate fragrance while staring at Zhuge Liang with interest.
Didn’t you Zhuge Liang covet my woman? Didn’t you help Liu Qi deal with me? Didn’t you secretly assist Sun Quan and attack me at my most difficult time? Didn’t you help Liu Bei, a hypocrite, to fight against me endlessly?
Didn’t he advocate the Hu and Han family, lead the Hu captives into the Central Plains, burn, kill and plunder the Han people?
I can kill you a thousand times for all your numerous crimes, let alone call you daddy.
Seeing that Zhuge Liang refused to speak for a long time, Yan Liang's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "Don't scream, right? That's good. Come here, drag this guy out for me, chop off his arms, cut it into a stick and throw it to the dogs."
, and let the dogs eat him alive.”
Hearing this, Zhuge Liang was in a state of confusion, and he was immediately frightened to the extreme.
"Dad...Daddy...Please don't be unfilial...Daddy, please spare your life..." Zhuge Liang was frightened and could no longer disobey. He could only swallow the extreme shame and shouted "Dad"
.
Zhuge Liang was still soft. Looking at Zhuge Liang who was calling him daddy, Yan Liang raised a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't hear what you said clearly. Please speak louder." Yan Liang pretended not to hear.
Zhuge Liang knew that Yan Liang was deliberately playing tricks on him, but what could he do.
He had no choice but to swallow his saliva, lowered his head, blushed with embarrassment, and said in a loud voice: "Dad...Daddy..."
This time, Zhuge Liang shouted so loudly that everyone in the entire hall could hear him clearly.
Zhuge Ling frowned deeply, becoming even more disgusted with his shameless brother.
The palace maids on the left and right were also full of contempt and ridicule for the man with a broken leg in front of them.
As for Song, she could no longer hear what Zhuge Liang was calling. At this moment, she was humming softly, her eyebrows were blurred, and she was completely immersed in Yan Liang's caress.
"Good son, you are really my good son, haha——" Yan Liang was so happy that he laughed wildly.
Seeing Yan Liang looking so happy, Zhuge Liang was not ashamed. Instead, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and called Yan Liang "Dad" several times more affectionately.
Zhuge Liang thought that as long as he made Yan Liang happy and Yan Liang was in a good mood, he might be able to spare his life.
Now Zhuge Liang, as long as he can save his own life, he will risk everything and not care about anything.
The laughter stopped suddenly, and Yan Liang's face was full of disgust.
He has had enough revenge and is used to seeing Zhuge Liang's ugly behavior. There is no point in teasing this loser anymore. Besides, the Song family's beauty has aroused his evil fire. He has no intention of talking nonsense to Zhuge Liang anymore.
"Come here, drag Zhuge Liang out and hand him over to Zhao Zilong." Yan Liang waved his hand and ordered.
As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Liang's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Yan Liang would kill him even though he was so shameless that he called Yan Liang his father.
I remember that when he defended Yecheng, in order to show his loyalty to Liu Bei, he actually killed all Zhao Yun's family members at the city gate. Zhao Yun hated him deeply. If he were handed over to Zhao Yun
Disposal, it would be strange if there is a way to survive.
"Your Majesty, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me, please have mercy on me..." The panicked Zhuge Liang began to cry hoarsely.
The imperial guards on the left and right didn't care about him. They dragged Zhuge Liang out of the palace like a dead dog.
Zhuge Ling, who was next to him, felt compassion and said: "Your Majesty, this Zhuge Liang has become a useless man and is not considered a threat at all. Now he has asked for surrender so servilely. Why don't you spare his life to show your Majesty's dignity?"
You have a generous heart."
"What bullshit magnanimity!" Yan Liang snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Only hypocrites can be so magnanimous. I am determined to avenge myself. Anyone who opposes me will not let them end well."
Yan Liang is Yan Liang, and he is not as good as those hypocrites. He clearly hates a person and has the power to wipe him out of the world, but in order to gain a false reputation of being broad-minded, he forgives the person he hates.
To kill, you must kill cleanly and quickly. When later generations of scholars and those hypocrites talked about it, Yan Liang simply thought they were farting.
Zhuge Ling also knew that Yan Liang was so happy with grudges and that it would be useless to persuade him, so he stopped talking and just greeted Yan Liang with a charming smile.
In the main hall, excitement gradually rose.
But Zhuge Liang, who was not human and howling and crying, was ruthlessly dragged out of the hall.
Luoyang City, Zhengbei General Mansion.
In Nuo Da's mansion, Zhao Yunzheng was alone, drinking wine.
Although Zhao Yun now holds a high position, dozens of members of his family were killed by Zhuge Liang, and now he lives alone in this empty courtyard.
Although Yan Liang rewarded Zhao Yun with many beauties, Zhao Yun, who was not a womanizer, had no intention of indulging in the gentle countryside.
After drinking and feeling sad, Zhao Yun couldn't help but think of his wife and children, and the happy family scene.
It's a pity that all of this was destroyed by Zhuge Liang.
His son Zhao Guang fell from the top of the city, which was worse than the scene at the gate of Yecheng. Zhao Yun's heart bleeds when he thinks about it.
Now that Zhuge Liang has been captured, Zhao Yun originally wanted to take revenge, but he didn't expect that the emperor imprisoned Zhuge Liang for several months but refused to execute him.
Every time he thought that Zhuge Liang was still alive, living under his nose, Zhao Yun would gnash his teeth with hatred.
While he was drinking wine, the servants burst into the hall excitedly and shouted: "General, good news, good news."
"How unbecoming is it to yell and scream?" Zhao Yun glared at him and continued to drink disapprovingly.
The servant shouted excitedly: "General, the emperor has issued a decree to hand over Zhuge Liang's fellow to the general's disposal. Isn't this great news?"
Bang!
The wine in the cup fell from his hand. Zhao Yun, who was originally full of sorrow, jumped up in an instant, and his heroic face was suddenly filled with endless surprises.
