my prime minister my wife

Seeing Xiao Jiuge's expression, Zisang Mohua took a step back as if unable to support himself, and then he smiled wryly, "Xiao Jiu, you really still hate me."

I saw Xiao Jiuge lowered his head and chuckled a few times, that smile seemed to contain endless hatred and resentment.

Slowly, Xiao Jiuge raised his head, only to see him say with red eyes: "Zi Sang Mohua, do you know? Even if my Zi Sang Feili is bleeding from the wound, I will kill you thousands of times!" I will bring you into that endless hell together. Tell me, do I hate you?"

Zisang Mohua pursed the corners of his lips tightly, he could only feel that the temperature on his body was cooling down slowly.

After all, is it... can't be saved...

Xiao Jiuge looked at Zisang Mohua who was silent in front of him, and he said softly: "Zisang Mohua, your father, your mother, your mother, your brothers and sisters are all dead, they are all dead Then in the meeting hall, you said, why are you still alive?"

Zisang Mohua raised his head, and he looked at Xiao Jiuge, who harbored countless hatred for him and wished to cut him into pieces.

He asked, "Does Xiao Jiu really want me to die that much?"

Zisang Mohua's voice seemed to be probing, and it seemed to leave some illusory hope for his desperate self.

But what followed was Xiao Jiuge's words, which completely shattered Zisang Mohua's last hope.

Xiao Jiuge, who was standing in the hall, replied indifferently: "Yes, I hope you die, just die in front of me."

Indifference, this is the first time Zisang Mohua has seen Xiao Jiuge show such an expression in so many years.

But under Xiao Jiuge's indifference, Zisang Mohua felt that his heart, which was beating wildly when he saw Xiao Jiuge, was losing his temperature little by little, and at this moment it seemed to freeze into ice .

Zisang Mohua walked forward slowly and walked to Xiao Jiuge's side.

He, who was used to domineering, flinched in front of Xiao Jiuge.

I saw him clutching something in his right hand tightly. He wanted to pass it to Xiao Jiuge countless times, but he put it down quietly.

He didn't have the courage, and he didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Jiuge's hateful eyes.

He... was finally timid...

Zisang Mohua just stood in front of Xiao Jiuge blankly, but then, he bit the corner of his lips lightly, as if he had made up his mind.

He suddenly leaned forward and stretched out his hand. He wanted to caress Xiao Jiuge's face.

But in the next second, Xiao Jiuge suddenly pulled out the saber that he had been holding tightly in his hand, and the sharp blade was so straight against Zisang Mohua's heart.

Xiao Jiuge said coldly: "If you take another step forward, I will kill you."

After hearing this, Zisang Mohua was startled, and he smiled miserably.

It turns out that he doesn't even have the qualifications to stand beside him, to approach him...

Looking at the blade of the sword that was touching his heart, Zisang Mohua couldn't help but see a bleak look in his eyes.

Then, when Xiao Jiuge didn't react, he rushed forward.

The sharp blade finally pierced his body and also pierced his heart.

Zisang Mohua only felt that the sword that pierced his body was so cold, so cold that his heart lost its temperature little by little.

My little nine...

Xiao Jiuge seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of him, and he stood there blankly.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of blood dripping to the ground that he woke up.

He looked at Zisang Mohua indifferently, and there seemed to be some emotion hidden in his eyes.

Zisang Mohua opened his lips lightly, but a thread of blood seeped out of his lips.

Only Zisang Mohua said: "Xiao Jiu, I hurt you too much in this life, and I can't make up for it. I only hope that in the next life, I will use my whole life to pay for the sins I have done to you in this life."

After finishing speaking, Zisang Mohua raised his hand towards Xiao Jiuge, as if he wanted to grab something.

But in the next second, his hand froze in the air, and then he seemed to lose his strength, and slowly fell backwards along with his body...

Xiao Jiuge looked at Zisang Mohua who was lying in a pool of blood without breath, and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Afterwards, Xiao Jiuge asked Eunuch Lin who was beside him and witnessed the whole process: "I killed Zi Sang Feili, why didn't you stop me?"

Hearing Xiao Jiuge's words, Eunuch Lin arched his hands and replied: "Ninth prince, the third prince has already made up his mind when he knew that Prime Minister Dongli was you. The third prince has always known that there is nothing that can be done." Let you not resent him, except for his...death..."

Eunuch Lin paused for a moment, and then said: "Third Prince, he has already told this old slave before the Ninth Prince came, if you do anything to him, you must not stop..."

Xiao Jiuge saw the old man in front of him who was over sixty years old, and he had been trying his best to bear it just now, but no matter how much he forbeared, Xiao Jiuge saw the tears hovering in Eunuch Lin's cloudy eyes .

Xiao Jiuge knew that Eunuch Lin had always watched Zi Sang Mohua grow up, and Eunuch Lin treated Zi Sang Mohua like his own child.

And he himself killed Zisang Mohua in front of Eunuch Lin, which undoubtedly made Eunuch Lin feel uncomfortable when he died.

He dodged his eyes, avoiding the eyes of the old man.

Lifting his foot, Xiao Jiuge wanted to leave.

But in the next second, he was stopped by Eunuch Lin: "Ninth Prince, can you please look at the things in the hands of the Third Prince before leaving?"

Xiao Jiuge stopped, and he looked at Eunuch Lin in confusion.

Then he looked at Zi Sang Mohua who was lying on the ground, lifeless.

At this moment, Zisang Mohua was breathless, but his right hand was still tightly clenched, as if it was holding something precious or a rare treasure.

Xiao Jiuge squatted down, and he let go of Zisang Mohua's tightly clenched right hand.

After seeing the object in Zisang Mohua's hand, Xiao Jiuge's movements froze.

What Zisang Mohua held tightly in his hand was not some rare treasure, nor was it something precious.

It was a small, inconspicuous emerald ring.

The surface of the ring has been rubbed smooth, making it appear more crystal clear and transparent.

Xiao Jiuge's body trembled slightly, as if he was hiding his sudden surge of emotion.

A memory suddenly appeared in Xiao Jiuge's mind.

Seven years ago, after Zisang Mohua raped him, he put his arms around him and asked such a question.

Xiao Jiuge remembered that Zisang Mohua at that time asked him: "Xiao Jiu, do you have anything you like?"

At that time, after hearing Zisang Mohua's question, he was in Zisang Mohua's arms in a daze for a long time.

He gritted his teeth and dared not speak, but Zisang Mohua could see his fear.

Zisang Mohua patted Xiao Jiuge's back, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Jiu, I'm just asking casually. If you don't want to talk, it's fine."

The young Xiao Jiuge felt that the Zisang Mohua in front of him seemed to be less domineering than usual and more gentle.

Xiao Jiuge bit his lip, pulled the skirt of Zi Sang Mohua's coat in front of him, and asked tentatively: "Really... anything is okay."

Zisang Mohua looked at the cautious Xiao Jiuge.

Standing up, he kissed Xiao Jiuge's lips lightly, and then said: "If you want, I will definitely do my best to help you do it."

Zisang Mohua's words made the young Xiao Jiuge feel as if he had taken a reassurance. He looked at Zisang Mohua and said softly: "I...I want the one that the mother concubine was wearing. ring……"

When Zisang Mohua heard Xiao Jiuge's wish, he couldn't help asking, "That's it?"

Xiao Jiuge, who was in Zisang Mohua's arms, dodged Zisang Mohua's gaze, and said, "Mother's ring is gone, I know someone took it away..."

Xiao Jiuge's words paused.

Then, a tear slipped quietly down his face and dripped onto the bed.

I only heard Xiao Jiuge say: "That is the last thing my concubine has in this world..."

Xiao Jiuge's voice trembled, he was so desperate.

Zisang Mohua gently hugged Xiao Jiuge into his arms, and he patted Xiao Jiuge's back.

For a long time, when Xiao Jiuge thought that Zi Sang Mohua would not agree.

He only heard Zisang Mohua's voice above his head: "OK."

In the hall, Xiao Jiuge stretched out his hand, and he took out the emerald ring from Zisang Mohua's hand.

With the ring in hand, Xiao Jiuge can still feel the lingering warmth left by Zisang Mohua before he left.

He knew how hard Zisang Mohua held the ring.

"Why..." Xiao Jiuge murmured.

Eunuch Lin, who was standing by the side, bowed to Xiao Jiuge and said, "Ninth Prince, this ring was found by the Third Prince who asked people to search all the palaces six years ago, and finally found it on the doctor Wang of the Imperial Hospital. For this ring, the third prince was punished by the emperor to face the wall for a month and to copy the four books and five classics fifteen times as a reflection."

Xiao Jiuge was silent, he looked at the ring without making a sound, his lowered eyes made it hard to see the emotion in his eyes.

I saw Eunuch Lin, as if he had made up his mind, he said to Xiao Jiuge: "Ninth Prince, Third Prince, he always knew that he was ashamed of you, and he also knew that you have always hated him, so half a year ago, When he knew that the mysterious prime minister in Dongli was you, he didn't tell others, because he didn't want others to know your identity, and he didn't want you to be targeted in Dongli."

Eunuch Lin looked at Xiao Jiuge, and continued, "Third Prince, he...has never wanted you to be hurt. Ninth Prince, do you know? The ring in your hand, when the Third Prince found it, , he kept telling the old slave that he must give it to you with his own hands, because this is Xiao Jiu's most cherished treasure."

After listening, Xiao Jiuge couldn't help taking a few steps back.

With a bang, the scabbard in his hand fell to the ground.

He looked at Zisang Mohua, who was lying in the cold hall and had lost his breath, in a daze.

He knew that just now, he personally killed his last relative with his sword in this world.

His... brother...

Suddenly, Xiao Jiuge looked up to the sky and smiled.

But with a smile and a smile, his tears flowed more and more for some reason, but in the end it seemed like he couldn't stop.

Did i do something wrong……

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