After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

"Yan'er, long time no see."

The man's face gradually emerged under the dim light.

Song Qi Yan slowly raised his eyes and felt that the man in front of him was both strange and familiar.

"What? Yan'er doesn't remember me?"

When the man saw that Song Qiyan didn't respond, he was about to tear off the mask on his face, "Look again, do you still remember your uncle?"

"Zhou Jingcheng?!"

Song Qiyan paused suddenly, staring at the familiar face with trembling eyes.

Sure enough, he was in the Western Region camp, and it was worth the risk.

"How can you call me so unfamiliar? You called me Uncle Zhou before."

The torture over the years has made that gentle face look haggard and terrifying.

Song Qi Yan just didn't say anything, quietly looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, letting the hatred in his heart sink to the bottom of his heart, putting aside all prejudices, and trying to figure out the man in front of him.

"Seeing is not believing. Maybe what you saw was what others wanted you to see. Zhou Jingcheng loved your mother so deeply that he even sacrificed himself for her. How could he bear to kill her? And since you are blood relatives, it would be fine if he didn't love her, but Zhou Jingcheng wanted to rescue you even when he didn't know you were his biological son. Song Qiyan, you should think twice before you act on this matter."

This was what Wanwan told him before he left, and he kept it in mind.

Wanwan was right. Ever since he learned that Song Chengzhong had concealed his identity, he felt that the matter was becoming more and more strange.

From Song Chengzhong's point of view, it was just to take revenge on Zhou Jingcheng that he deliberately cultivated a son who could kill his own father with his own hands. That's why he was so sure that he was the third prince, in order to induce him to hate Zhou Jingcheng.

But even so, it is a fact that Zhou Jingcheng killed Fanyin.

He didn't dare to speculate what Zhou Jingcheng had become because of his mother, so he was taking a gamble on this trip.

If he wins the bet, it's fine. But if he loses, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to go back...

Thinking of this, Song Qi Yan raised his eyes and continued to look into the pair of eyes under the light. He felt that they were like a deep pool, icy cold, as if years of pursuit and torture had left him with nothing but ruthlessness.

But suddenly, those eyes began to become hot, and tears flickered in those cold eyes.

"You really look like Ning'er."

Zhou Jingcheng stroked Song Qiyan's face with his rough hands, carefully touching it, as if he saw Jiang Xuening's appearance in him again.

For a moment, I almost shed tears.

"It would be great if you were my child...but you are not."

It was just a short sentence, but it contained a variety of emotions, including helplessness, hatred, and even regret, which made Song Qiyan's heart suddenly feel heavy.

Zhou Jingcheng, what kind of person are you?

Song Qi Yan looked at those cold and regretful eyes, which made him confused for a moment, but he continued to speak according to his words.

"Then why did you let me go? Since I am Song Chengzhong's child, you should hate me."

"Yes, I hate you! I wish I could cut you into pieces, because you are the child of the man who took Ning'er away from me, so I hate you. But..."

Zhou Jingcheng clenched his teeth, and Song Qiyan could vaguely see his body trembling and slightly bent because of hatred under the light.

But suddenly he sighed, his clenched fist loosened, and he looked up helplessly and said, "But you are also Ning'er's child, so I naturally can't kill you. I promised Ning'er that I would take you and your son away. Even if Ning'er... is no longer with me."

"Even if I am the son of your enemy, you are willing to keep me by your side."

"Of course, as long as you are willing to follow me, I will treat you as my own son."

"Son?"

Song Qiyan's eyes trembled slightly, and he felt a pain in his heart.

But he suddenly realized it, and he just gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "So, why did you kill my mother back then! Zhou Jingcheng, what happened back then?"

"Kill your mother?"

"What are you talking about, Yan'er? Didn't your mother die of illness?"

Zhou Jingcheng was startled for a moment, then he grabbed Song Qiyan's collar with both hands, and asked hurriedly and unbelievably, "Could it be that Ning'er was killed by someone else?"

Zhou Jingcheng's eyes suddenly turned red.

Over the years, he has tried every possible means to avoid Song Chengzhong's pursuit, hiding his identity and wandering around the world like a ghost, all for the purpose of getting Jiang Xuening and Song Qiyan back one day.

But he didn't expect that not long after he left Beijing, he heard a rumor that Concubine Xian had passed away due to heart disease.

He had always known that Jiang Xuening had a bad heart, and the incident happened suddenly that day, so he didn't think too much about it at the time. He just felt like the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. He thought it was because he was eager to reunite with them that this tragedy happened.

"Who was it? Who killed Ning'er? Could it be Song Chengzhong?"

Zhou Jingcheng's eyes were red with anger, and he wished he could dig up Song Chengzhong's grave and cut him into pieces.

But he didn't expect that Song Qi Yan was even more frightened than him at this moment.

Didn't Zhou Jingcheng kill my mother? Then who was the murderer? What did he do under Song Chengzhong's misleading all these years?

He was somewhat incredulous, even angry.

No matter how much he planned, he still couldn't escape Song Chengzhong's calculations. He hated the man in front of him as he wished, but he told him jokingly that this man was not only his biological father, but also the real enemy who killed his mother.

Although he had already prepared himself to accept the fact, he still felt dizzy the moment the truth was revealed.

For so many years, he struggled to escape from the shackles imposed on him by Song Chengzhong, but now, when he looked back, he was still just in Song Chengzhong's invisible palm.

What secrets were hidden back then? And who killed his mother?

He slowly raised his eyes, met those anxious eyes, and asked, "If you didn't kill my mother, why did you pinch her neck and question her? What happened to you while I was unconscious?"

"what happened?"

Zhou Jingcheng slowly recalled that day. He had planned for many years and finally took advantage of Song Chengzhong's trip to rescue Jiang Xuening, but at that time Ning'er was no longer willing to go with him.

The sudden collapse made him lose his mind and he pushed down the noisy Song Qiyan.

As soon as Song Qiyan fell, Jiang Xuening became anxious and cried and shouted, saying that he had changed.

"Jingcheng, you have changed..."

"Is it me who has changed, or you, Jiang Xuening? Didn't we agree to stay together forever? Why don't you want to go with me now?"

Zhou Jingcheng had a ball of rage in his heart, which made him completely crazy as he questioned the person he loved.

"I can't leave, Cheng."

Jiang Xuening spoke in a slow tone, with an unbreakable despair in her eyes. She slowly pulled Zhou Jingcheng's hand from her abdomen and placed it in front of her neck. The countless thoughts in her mind made her speak helplessly, "Zhou Jingcheng, I don't love you anymore, just kill me."

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