Chapter 2902: Jinghong Step by Step: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (Forty-Three)

The lives of more than 400 people cannot escape death. Even if the charges are ridiculous, even if the charges are unfounded, it doesn't matter. Whether it is true or false, the emperor has spoken, and the world believes it, and that's enough.

That day, the old general of Chu, who was already in his old age, was in tears in front of the guillotine, his eyes were red, and he scolded the emperor with grief and anger.

later,

Blood splattered the capital of Chu.

at the same time,

The king gave to the woman who was still in the cold palace with a high fever,

A dagger, a bottle of poison, and a foot of white silk.

Lin Nianhua heard the rain in the middle of the night and woke up, only to get the bad news that the Lin family had been killed by the guillotine. Crazy and crazy, as if he had exhausted his life's strength, his laughter was shrill and ear-piercing.

her life,

Absurd!

Ridiculous!

It is ridiculous and lamentable that her Lin family is full of loyalty and fierceness. She served the country all her life, but when she died, she carried the name of a traitor. It is pitiful and sad that she also married the emperor Yan Er, and raised her eyebrows. In the end, she could not escape a calculation from the emperor. She was pushed from the high queen to the bottomless abyss!

"Yan'er, you are the only one left in the Lin family." Lin Nianhua squeezed the little prince's hand tightly, because even his knuckles were terrifyingly white, as if he was holding onto the last one. A life-saving straw, her eyes showed astonishing hatred, and she stared at Mo Liyan, sobbing and mourning: "You are the only one left in the Lin family..."

Mo Liyan was pinched very painfully, but he didn't say a word, and let Lin Nianhua pinched, quietly hanging his long eyelashes, casting a fine and dark shadow.

A candle flickered on and off, and the expression of the little prince was also outlined.

"Yan'er, you have to remember, you are the bloodline of my Lin family, and you are the descendant of the Lin family!" Lin Nianhua put both hands on the boy's shoulders, clenched fiercely, and was forced to stare straight at Mo Liyan. She was desperate and full of resentment, and she was crying and crying: "You have to avenge the Lin family! You have to live!"

"Yan'er, remember, no matter what you have encountered or experienced in the future, you have to live for me! You have to avenge the Lin family! You have to clear the injustice for the Lin family!"

"You want to live, you want to hate, you want to take revenge, understand?!!"

She shook Mo Liyan's shoulders violently. She was extremely crazy. She repeated these words incoherently and over and over again, as if she wanted to engrave Mo Liyan in her bones, so that he would never come out.

"Your grandfather, your grandmother, and all your relatives were killed by him, Mo Qingcang!"

"Yan'er, you must take revenge at all costs!"

"do you understand!"

The little prince answered quietly in a hoarse voice,

The corners of his eyes were reddened, cold and gloomy: "Understood."

Lin Nianhua stared blankly at the young child in front of him. Suddenly, he seemed to wake up for a short time. He held the person in his arms tenderly and lovingly. The young man tensed his straight back and muttered to himself: "Don't hate the mother-in-law, the mother-in-law just wants you to remember. The blood-sea revenge must not be forgotten and must be reported."

"Yan'er, mother-in-law, only you, only you..." She burst into tears again. Tears poured down like rain. She hugged Mo Liyan tightly, feeling the last trace of warmth in this world.

She suddenly thought of something, pushed the little prince away, pressed his shoulders, hit those eyes that were as deep as ink, and warned Mo Liyan with the burning of life and the dreadful past.

"Never! Never fall in love with someone!"

"Don't believe in the so-called love like a mother concubine... You end up like this in the end."

"Never repeat the same mistakes as the mother-in-law!!"

This is Mo Liyan, the last voice that Lin Nianhua heard in this world.

No tenderness, no love.

What exists, is only endless sharpness and sternness, like a sharp blade, slashing at the ear, hitting hard in the heart.

Mo Liyan just watched as Lin Nianhua staggered up to the blood-red tray after saying the last sentence, and without hesitation he picked up a dagger and aimed it at his heart, stabbed him with a stab. down!

Lin Nianhua didn't leave any way for herself. The stab was in the center of the heart, and it was very deep. She slowly knelt on the ground and fell overwhelmed. A thrilling blood-red rose spread out from her heart. , so meandering, meandering, converging into large swaths of red blood.

Before she died, her eyes widened, staring straight at Mo Liyan's direction.

Dead restless.

A blood-colored brand was reflected in the boy's eyes.

In just one day,

He witnessed with his own eyes the scene where more than 400 members of the Lin family were splattered with blood in the Chujing city at the execution ground.

He also witnessed his own mother, personally holding a dagger in front of his face and stabbed into the heart, blood spattered.

With such a decisive and tragic way of death, Mo Liyan will be remembered for a lifetime.

Don't love.

To hate.

To take revenge.

Mo Liyan watched such a scene calmly, with a cold and gloomy temperament, with a deep and indescribable aura.

He walked over slowly, knelt in front of the corpse, looked at it lightly for a long time, then stretched out his hand and closed a pair of wide eyes for Lin Nianhua.

The eldest daughter of the Lin family who once crowned the capital and swept the world.

A girl general who used to be a song in the army and fought on the battlefield.

Once full of joy, graceful and luxurious, the queen of a country who stunned the emperor with a dance.

Now, so embarrassed, so unbearable, with such a death to end a short life.

After Mo Liyan, he felt some kind of pain, the pain like bone erosion, like shadows and shadows, occupying the position of the heart in detail, with every heartbeat and every breath, it is a bit of a piercing heart. excruciating pain.

The woman who once laughed and coaxed him to sleep and made rose cakes for him tenderly died.

The grandfather who had always been a soldier all his life and always threatened to take him to the battlefield died.

The arrogant uncle who would take him to climb trees, take him to shoot arrows, and always looked cynical was also dead.

There are many, many people in the Lin family, many people he knows well,

are dead.

None were spared.

at last,

He was the only one left.

The little prince stood alone in the dimly lit room, his expression always calm and gloomy, the light and shadow in his eyes were dazzling, ups and downs, like icy cold broken light falling into the abyss.

It turns out that this is the difference between the ruler and the minister, and this is the power of the emperor.

Regarding Lin Nianhua's last words, Mo Liyan felt extremely ridiculous.

The most ruthless emperor since ancient times,

Born in an imperial family, where did the love come from?

That's never been hopeless.

for the emperor,

Never need to be sincere.

Of course he won't either.

Repeat the same mistakes.