Chongmen Huan froze all of a sudden, as if he had been given an acupoint, his mouth was very difficult, and he couldn't squeeze out a word, when he said that she was dead, the sadness in his eyes was not fake!
What did he say, was it Qin Xuanji?
Even though her heart was already trembling, she couldn't believe that when Yan Jiuming talked about her, she actually thought that she was a person who could compete with his world!
Thinking about it, she suddenly wanted to laugh, this man is still full of lies, if she is as important as his country, why did he kill her, but he couldn't give up his country?
It's just Yan Jiuming deceiving himself!
"I killed you!"
Yan Jiuming's voice was very light and slow, as if he was telling a story, a very long and distant story: "At that time, I really hated, thinking that hatred had to be quelled by death, but later I realized that death was useless at all!"
” will only give birth to countless parting calamities, and love and hate are difficult to reconcile, and thoughts are difficult to break.
Chongmenhuan was in a complicated mood, looking at the man's cold and deep side face, and asked him: "Does the emperor regret it?"
” Yan Jiuming's hand holding the teacup tightened, lowered his head, in the dim light and shadow, the man's face was shrouded in a layer of vague and uncertain looks, and the slightest veins were wrapped around the tip of his eyebrows, all of them were stunned.
He replied firmly, as if he was repenting, as if he was giving himself courage: "If I knew that the days were so long and difficult, no matter how much I hated, I would not want to kill her!"
” Keeping people around, hatred is hate, it's much better than not seeing people.
He never knew that longing would be so tormenting, and he never knew that he could toss and turn night and night because a person was so heart-tossing and turning, and it would be difficult to give birth to joy.
Chongmen Huan had always thought that if Yan Jiuming could one day bow his head in front of her and confess his mistakes, saying that he shouldn't have killed her, at that time, she would definitely feel great comfort in her heart.
But now, Yan Jiuming was by her side, saying the words she regretted, but her heart was getting cold little by little, and it was difficult to tell what she was thinking at the moment, and she had an impulse to slap him!
I've done everything, what's the point of talking about it now?
However, she is now Qin Xuanji, not Chongmenhuan, her identity determines her, she can't do such a thing, she can only listen to him gently.
Yan Jiuming seemed to sense that her aura was a little different from just now, thinking that she was impatient, and smiled bitterly and said to her, "You must be thinking, why am I talking to you so much today." ” It can be regarded as hitting her mind, but Chongmen Huan can probably guess what Yan Jiu Jing wants to say next, a person like him who is deeply calculating, will not stop calculating until he dies.
Talking to her so much, most of it is not because of any emotional outpouring of feelings, he must have his own purpose.
Sure enough, what Yan Jiuming said next was indeed what she guessed.
"Nalan Jiao rebelled, a general I sent to quell this rebellion was killed, the army was defeated, and now Nalan Jiao, occupying the northern frontier, is invincible!"
When Yan Jiuming said this, he turned his head to look at Men Huan, and saw that her expression was the same, and there were some small ups and downs in her heart.
This woman is still young, but her temperament is already calm and gentle, and after many years, she will probably be able to become the second Qin Xuanji, and she will be stunning in the world.