If so If so Yang Tinghe desperately began to hypothetize Why did Your Majesty do it?
Yes, this is not reasonable at all, is it just because Shen'er impeached Ye Chunqiu This is absolutely impossible, even if the Son of Heaven is impeached, the Son of Heaven will be exiled and dismissed at most, not to mention, Shen'er is still Yang Shen's old tears had rolled down, and the hot tears melted the snow and frost on Yang Tinghe's face.
Although he is utilitarian and seeks any opportunity to seek benefits for himself, he is certainly scheming, and for his own interests, he treats people as chess pieces, but it does not mean that he does not lick the calf At this time, Yang Tinghe still looked at the few vague shadows without squinting, not knowing what he was doing in the wind and snow, and he, all of a sudden, seemed to be ten years old.
His son, Shen'er, is finished.
Yang Tinghe is such a shrewd person, but he still doesn't understand, even if he wants to break his head, he doesn't understand why things have come to this point.
How to resolve it The fear was spreading, and he even stumbled weakly, almost unable to stand, because he knew very well that when His Majesty killed the killer so blatantly in the palace, it meant that no matter what method he used, he could not save it, and he or Shen'er must have violated the Son of Heaven somewhere After a while, Yang Tinghe bit his lip hard, his two hands clenched tightly, as if he was forcing himself with all his strength, and his face showed that extreme caution again.
His first thought was to rush to the warm pavilion, but when this thought flashed out, his body was shocked.
Can't go Go, and it's really all over.
It was not easy to get to where I am today, and it was not easy to enter the cabinet, a lifetime of ups and downs in the sea, and a lifetime of forbearance Yang Tinghe clenched his fists tightly, his face both struggling and painful.
He had a feeling that around here, a pair of gloomy eyes were looking at him, and these eyes were hiding murderous intentions. call In this bitterly cold winter day, Yang Tinghe let out a long breath of white air, and at no time in the past was he as calm as he was now.
Although he was sad and scared in his heart, he finally made a conclusion in his heart that he had to leave now, and this place should not stay for a long time Since His Majesty wants to kill Shen'er, it must be a secret decree, otherwise, he could have done it in the Taihe Hall before, but why didn't he do it at that time It's conspiracy reads Yang Tinghe keenly smelled a hint of conspiracy.
If Your Majesty is just a secret order, it must be done by the factory guard.
But why did the factory guard dare to be so blatant, knowing that he was here, Liu Jin was still so careless Then there is only one possibility, Liu Jin deliberately let himself see all this, if he stopped, or even witnessed what happened, and then reported it to His Majesty without knowing it, what would be the result His Majesty wants to kill Yang Shen, no matter what the intention is, but when a father knows that the emperor killed his son, will this father still let him live This deliberately set up battle is clearly a trap, a trap that Liu Jin can't wait to kill both his father and son.
Thinking of this, a piercing chill erupted from the depths of Yang Tinghe's heart, making his body shiver involuntarily.
So, he had to get out of here as soon as possible Yang Tinghe finally took a deep look at the few vague shadows, and there was only one thought in his heart, he had to rush back to the cabinet before they could solve it.
In fact, Yang Tinghe's heart was bleeding, just a hundred steps away from him, and that was his son, but he was facing death.
That is the blood of his own relatives, and the son who has spent countless efforts to cultivate A trace of coldness swept over Yang Tinghe's face full of pain, and then the color of Sen Ran finally covered up the licking of calves in his eyes before.
So, he put his hands behind his back, and took a slow step with that approachable smile on the corner of his mouth.
Even he felt it himself, his steps trembling, but he knew he couldn't stop.
His Majesty didn't want people to know, but Liu Jin wanted to let himself know, this Forbidden City seemed to have laid a net of heaven and earth, and this angry wind and light snow were just like the Daolin Volcano.
Your Majesty Liu Jinye Chunqiu scold Yang Tinghe's face only had indifference, but it was one step at a time. suddenly There seemed to be a voice behind him.
Father, father The wind and snow were mixed with this sound, faintly, it seemed very close, and it seemed very far away.
Yang Tinghe seemed to hear the voice of Yang Shen who was wailing and desperate in the wind, and his footsteps paused slightly.
He hesitated slightly.
Countless thoughts suddenly intertwined in his mind, scribbling through his mind, starting from infancy, to toddler, to reading, to gaining fame, there seemed to be a warm current in his body, melting his heart, he was snorting white, getting heavier and heavier.
"Father, Father" Yang Tinghe suddenly smiled, at this time, he suddenly laughed, the laughter was very soft, just like he usually talked and laughed with people in the cabinet, his hands were still behind his back, his footsteps moved again, the father's call, it was getting farther and farther away, and finally only the sound of the wind remained.
In the vast snowy scene, Yang Tinghe's figure gradually disappeared without a trace, leaving only a line of footprints and the still falling snow.
In the jungle, Yang Shen's body was trembling violently, and at this time, he regretted it after all, regretting not being at the beginning.
He no longer has the so-called competitiveness and revenge, but now, when he yelled at the vastness with the dagger on his body with his backhand, he saw that the vague shadow gradually disappeared in his eyes, and the last trace of brilliance in Yang Shen's eyes disappeared.
In his eyes, the world seemed to be only black and white, and the pain in his body made him start to reflexively swing, he saw Liu Jin's still smiling face, and then someone kicked him hard, letting the blood on his body gradually run out.
He breathed heavily, and the last mouthful of blood foamed out, and someone couldn't wait to lift him, and not far away, there was the Jade River under the Jinshui Bridge.
Yang Shen felt that he was angry, his eyes were staring at the direction where Yang Tinghe was standing, his pupils were dilated more and more, he felt very cold, very cold, and then, when someone threw him off the Jade River, with a snap, his body broke through a thin layer of ice covered by the Jade River, and then, the whole body sank into the river. aa2705221: