When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Di Taiyin stood in the courtyard, his palms clenched into fists.

Strong regret and self-blame kept drowning him like a rising tide.

The two thoughts in his mind were constantly rising and roaring.

All tragedies are brewed by his own hands!

The people he loves and protects are like wolves, tigers and leopards!

How stupid and ridiculous he lived in the first half of his life!

Those always clear eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes.

Di Taiyin suddenly walked into the house, took out a fire stick, blew it, and threw it around the hut.

Some fire folds fell on the scroll, some fell on the straw curtain, and some fell on the tea table.

"Wow!"

The elegant hut suddenly burst into flames.

Every corner of those zigzag paintings and paintings he loves, carefully arranged, are all burning!

Di Taiyin stood in the fire, watching everything he loved burn to ashes.

Burn it... burn it out...

Burn out these foolish and ridiculous hobbies.

Burn away all traces of stupidity!

He is no longer qualified to drink tea, cook wine, play chess and sit around!

far away.

When Fu Chengqi saw the fire suddenly ignited, he dismounted and went over to save people.

But another dark figure walked over first.

When he saw that figure, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

That seems to be... the God of Jinghong?

Yun Jinghuang actually expected that Emperor Changyuan would poison Emperor Taiyin again, so he never returned to Ying Palace, thinking about how to send the antidote into the palace.

Wherever he thought, he saw Di Taiyin coming out of the palace first.

She also followed secretly and saw this scene.

Yun Jinghuang quickly walked into the house and pulled Di Taiyin out of the fire.

Di Taiyin was immersed in extreme pain and self-blame, and his mood was obviously very wrong.

He kept watching the fire burn, watching the fire grow.

Yun Jinghuang didn't stop him.

The fire just kept burning, getting more and more intense.

The hut, which was originally made of bamboo, was quickly engulfed in flames.

Even the bamboo forest behind was ignited and burned.

Since then, no one has made morning dew cake.

The moss at the foot of the wall was all burnt black.

From now on, there will be no more Mr. Moss in this world!

Di Taiyin watched those things burning, and for the first time, his body fell to his knees with a heavy "thud".

He seemed to be crying, as if there was a soul in his body that was burning with the flames, burning to ashes.

The brocade clothes that looked like a landscape painting were already covered with blood, which was the same color as the fire.

Yun Jinghuang stood nearby without saying anything or making any move.

She is waiting for the nirvana of a new soul.

Just like her.

Only those who have come out of extreme darkness and pain can know how to turn it into a sharp weapon and start over!

After a long, long time.

There was nothing left to burn in the hut and the fire was small.

Only the bamboo forest at the back was still burning with flames, making the sky red.

Di Taiyin slowly stood up amidst the smoke and ashes flying in the sky.

All the softness and fragility around him faded away, becoming as cold as an iceberg.

"You saved me because you wanted to use me to get rid of Emperor Changyuan for you, and then you elected the person you wanted to come to power, right?"

Yun Jinghuang's eyelids twitched slightly.

Sure enough, no one in the royal family is stupid.

In the past, Di Taiyin was unwilling to fight, but now that she has just woken up, she can understand her purpose...

She really thought so, and when Di Yi recovered, she would hand over the country to Di Yi's hands.

In her previous life, she caused him to die miserably and his country was destroyed. In this life, she must repay him in full!

As for Di Taiyin, she knew that Di Taiyin would not want to be that emperor...

Di Taiyin turned around, raised his hands and saluted Yun Jinghuang:

“God Supervisor Jinghong’s life-saving grace will never be forgotten.

Taiyin will definitely wear a grass ring and live up to the high expectations! "

After Yang spoke, he turned around and left.

But Yun Jinghuang stopped him: "What are you going to do? How?

With your current ability, how can you deal with Emperor Changyuan and avenge your mother and concubine? "

Di Taiyin's steps suddenly froze.

Yun Jinghuang added: "Do you really think that Emperor Changyuan is just an unpopular prince in the palace, killing and killing at will for a trivial matter?

Do you know that Emperor Changyuan seems to be unpopular, but in fact, he has been dormant for so many years, and how much fame does he have?

Almost everyone in the court knew that the memorials handled by the prince were handled by Emperor Changyuan.

Even among the Three Gongs and Nine Qings, there are many of his influence!

On the last wedding day, just because of a piece of clothing, even some timid maids dared to speak for him desperately. Can you understand his influence?

If something happens to him, do you really think you can escape unscathed? "

Di Taiyin's eyes suddenly darkened again, but soon became clear again:

"It's just burning the boat, no matter what!"

"You can die, but where is your sister, Princess An Ning?"

Yun Jinghuang asked back.

"Princess An Ning is only 5 years old. She has lost her mother. Now she has to send her brother on the road?"

Di Taiyin's palms suddenly clenched into fists again.

The figure that was originally indifferent to the wind has unknowingly shouldered a heavy mountain.

Di Taiyin once again felt pathetic and ridiculous.

Since he was a child, his mother only taught him to taste tea and make wine, and to appreciate the blooming plum blossoms in the snow; to see the misty mountains and rivers, to appreciate the fairyland on earth; to watch the grass grow and orioles flying, and to appreciate the beautiful rivers and mountains.

But his mother never taught him to scheming and scheming.

He has never been taught to strategize, walk in court, and paint the world!

A sense of powerlessness arose around him, as if he was sailing in a fog.

"So... is it wrong... is the choice of mother and concubine wrong... shouldn't there be brotherly love in an emperor's family?"

Yun Jinghuang smiled: "Your Majesty Ninth Prince, look at the ordinary people who live a simple life and make others envious. How can you know that the villagers and neighbors are fighting over a dime of land?

You see the deep brotherhood between ordinary people, but do you know that they will fight for family property and lose their family ties?

You see those literati and poets are free and unrestrained, but do you know that they may part ways for the sake of the number one spot? "

Yun Jinghuang shouldn't understand these things, but she has been reading books, reading countless books about people's hearts and politics, forcing herself to learn and make progress.

She looked at Di Taiyin's back and asked, "Is this the case for an ordinary family, let alone an emperor's family?

Where there are people, there is warmth, family affection, and close friends, but there are also fights, snatching, and injuries! "

The sadness all over Di Taiyin gradually faded away.

Yes, this is true for ordinary people, let alone the palace where he lives.

You must never have the intention to harm others, and you must never have the intention to guard against others!

Yun Jinghuang pretended to take out a lot of books from the hidden box next to him and handed them to him:

"I'll read a book these two days to recuperate. The body is the foundation of all plans.

I’m waiting for your first victory in a few days! "

There is also a booklet placed on top of the books.

The booklet contains all the snobbery and connections about Emperor Changyuan.

With Di Taiyin's ability, even if he couldn't kill Di Changyuan immediately, he could at least give him a heavy blow!

Yun Jinghuang turned and left, her red lips slightly raised in the dark night.

Someone is dealing with Emperor Changyuan.

Then she can retreat behind the scenes in the future, fidget a little, watch the country with a smile, and watch the turmoil in the court!

While protecting yourself, you can also spend more time with Di Yi~

Cruel?

But all of this is what Di Tai Yin should have faced and grown up from.

It would be better to go to fight and fight than to have his whole family die tragically at the hands of Emperor Changyuan like he did in his previous life!

Yun Jinghuang's figure walked towards Ying Palace in the night to meet the person she wanted to see.

Di Taiyin, holding a thick pile of books, walked towards the carriage without looking back.

Behind him, there are flames rising into the sky and smoke filling the sky...

The person who walked out of the green fence building was no longer Mr. Qingmo.

But the Ninth Prince, Di Taiyin!

eleven?

Oh, there is no more eleven in the world.

There are only enemies!

This fire should burn more intensely!