Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

There was a dense pain in his heart, and Huan Lin felt as if something was pressing on his heart, making him unable to breathe.The scene in the cold secret room kept reverberating in his mind. Although the face was completely different, he was absolutely sure that that person was him.

His body was already cold and hard, even if his face changed makeup, it could not conceal the dead air of Qinghui.

He was dead, really dead.

His heart suddenly became empty, as if a piece was missing.

Back then, when he ran back from the battlefield and saw that scene in the palace, he wanted to kill him.Kill him, then kill himself, everything will be clean.

Later, he unscrupulously wanted to set foot on the position of the Ninth Five-Year Lord, abandoned his original nature, became no longer thinking about himself, endured humiliation, and tried his best, not only to avenge his father, but also for the innocent Huan family who died in vain The purpose of revenge is to stand in front of him, make him repent, and make him beg himself.

And now, everything seems to be meaningless.He is dead, no one will beg him again.

Huan Lin stood up suddenly, almost stumbled to the cabinet, opened the cabinet, he stretched out his hand but found an empty space, this place was supposed to store the letters sent by that person, but now it was empty.

Huan Lin stared blankly for a while, only to realize that those letters had been reduced to ashes.

That year, he left Jiankang to go north, and only when he slashed the enemy's head with a machete on the battlefield and sprayed blood all over his face would he forget him for a while.He is so clean and beautiful, and these bloody things shouldn't be used to humiliate him.Every night, he always looked at the moon for a long time, as if he lived in the moon with fluttering white clothes.When his first letter was delivered to him, Huan Lin held the letter for a long time, and was reluctant to let it go when he fell asleep. His mind always echoed the image of him laying out the paper and writing the letter seriously.He put the letter next to him, it was crumpled by him, and he lost it for a long time.A few days later, the next letter from that person arrived, and his lost heart suddenly jumped up.Day by day, his life has hope.When he received the hundredth letter, Huan Lin finally decided to go back and see him.

He didn't expect that such an ending awaited him.

Why can he write letters to him all the time, writing those words of longing, and then he can lie under another person in a blink of an eye?

Qiao Guohuan's family was originally a famous family, but their family was in decline, and they were looked down upon by all the gentry.The Huan family are military generals, and the nobles ridiculed them as veterans.Huan Lin was born in such a family, and has long known that there are thousands of faces in people, and deceit and hypocrisy are the most common ones.

He couldn't stand deception, let alone that person's deception.

Since then, everyone who has been a little close to him has noticed that he has changed. It seems that he has put on a mask, and he can't express emotions.

He was the person who hated all kinds of tricks and tricks, but he never thought that he would become such a person.

Huan Lin sat there, half lying on his back, cold liquid slid down his cold face, and he held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, as if he was holding the last straw.

The chaos and daze disappeared, and Xie Zhan woke up suddenly. Unlike the first time he woke up from the jade pendant, when he opened his eyes but didn't see his body, he found that he was still in the jade pendant.

The cold liquid fell on her body, Xie Zhan was suddenly startled when she saw Huan Lin's appearance.

His eyes were red, his black hair was messy, and there was pain and sadness between his brows. When we saw him last time, he was less arrogant, but more hostile, and he seemed to be ten years older.

A long, long time ago, what Xie Zhan didn't see the most was his downcast appearance. When he was 15 years old, Huan Lin was often scolded. When he came to the East Suburb Bieyuan, he drooped his head and looked sullen.Xie Zhan always tried his best to make him laugh, and Huan Rin would always seize the opportunity. He was so big, but his body was much stronger than him, and he acted like a child, coquettishly to him.

In the past, Xie Zhan was very happy with his appearance.

At this time, Xie Zhan seemed to have no such distressing feeling at all.He just looked at him with a wooden face, thinking about what happened during his sleeping days?He tried to think about it, but it was completely empty.

He had a premonition that he was going to sleep forever, but that kind of cold thing woke him up.

It seemed to be Huan Lin's tears.

When Xie Zhan looked at him carefully again, Huan Lin had completely returned to normal.It's just that his eyes were dark and terrifying, and Xie Zhan looked at him and couldn't help but want to stay away from him.

He is no longer a human being, but he still has the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

"Qingtong, come in." He heard Huan Lin's hoarse voice.

Lu Qingtong hurried into the hall, and the door closed behind him.

"Qingtong, how many years have you been with me?" the emperor sat on the chair, tapped on the armrest with his fingertips, and asked a little absent-mindedly.

Lu Qingtong didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly expelled those wild thoughts, and immediately said: "Nine years."

"It's been nine years, and you've been the old part of my Huan family. In the incident five years ago, the old part was killed and wounded. When I ascended the throne, there were not many left." The emperor said in a low voice, "Qiao Guo Huan, let us go through life and death on the battlefield, but we have never caught the eyes of those nobles. My father also has to establish himself in the family as the princess and husband. I hate the nobles, but now I still want to rely on the nobles However, now that I am sitting on the throne, with Qin in the north watching over me, and all forces competing in the court, the gentry is strong and the imperial power is weak, although I have more heart, but not enough power."

As time goes by, things change and people change, this is too heavy to say, Lu Qingtong lowered his head and his eyes dimmed.

"I swear allegiance to Your Majesty to the death." Lu Qingtong said firmly.

The emperor took out a scarlet gold token from his body and handed it to Lu Qingtong: "The Huan family is not empty, and it's not that they can only tolerate in every possible way. To regain the Northland, we must first quell the civil strife, Qingtong, let them come back Help you. Thoroughly investigate what happened in the prison in the past few months, and I will never let the relevant people go. Also, keep an eye on Song Yan."

When the word 'Song Yan' was mentioned, the emperor almost gritted his teeth with obvious anger and hatred.

Xie Zhan also heard it.

Lu Qingtong's attention was quickly attracted by the token, he knew what it meant, the meaning of this scarlet gold token was much heavier than that of his grand commander, it was the emperor's trust, This is the emperor's promise, and it is just around the corner to become a marquis and worship a minister in the future.The emperor was born as a military general and has been fighting for many years, and his wings have not been completely broken. This red gold army is an elite force that has been stationed in the north and is loyal to the emperor and the Huan family. Kang will not be constrained by many parties, and many things are much easier to do.

Lu Qingtong took the token, and after showing his loyalty, he withdrew.

When he walked outside the main hall, he was suddenly curious, what happened to make the emperor make up his mind to deal with Song Yan with all his strength?

After Lu Qingtong left, Huan Lin always felt that something was missing in his heart. After a while, he suddenly stood up, turned around and walked out.

When the emperor arrived suddenly, Song Yan was splashing ink and painting, his black hair was falling down, showing a sense of unruliness.

The emperor walked over directly and looked down at him. When he saw the person in the painting, his pupils could not help shrinking, and he said in a calm tone: "Song Qing is really elegant."

"What do you think of my painting, Your Majesty?"

The emperor didn't want to look at the person he drew at all, so he said directly: "I have discussed it with the people from the Qin Tianjian. Your Madam is the lucky star of my great Chu. The title is too sloppy, and she should be admitted to the Taimiao."

Song Yan suddenly smiled: "He has entered the Taimiao, where should the Empress be placed?"

"If she dies, she will have her place in the Taimiao!"

Song Yan looked at him suddenly, Huan Lin looked back lightly.

"If Your Majesty really intends to do so, and his body is still there, then I will cremate him, break his bond with the living world, and be enshrined in the Taimiao with peace of mind."

Huan Lin's expression suddenly changed.He stared at Song Yan inexplicably, not angry, but bone-chillingly cold.

After a while, Huan Lin said: "Forget it, we will discuss this matter later."

After Huan Lin finished speaking, he turned and left. Song Yan looked at his back, his eyes turned cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your Majesty!" The guard suddenly called out.

Huan Lin came back to his senses and looked at him.

"Your Majesty, your hand is injured."

Huan Lin raised his hand, only to realize that there were many scars on his hand, and he was unconscious.

Xie Zhan looked at the wound on his hand that was completely caused by strength, it was bruised and purple, it was very scary.

He was even more at a loss.

Who is Song Yan's wife?Why does Huan Lin insist on her entering the Taimiao?It sounded like Huan Lin wanted to keep her corpse by his side, but Song Yan successfully threatened him by destroying the corpse.

Why is the corpse of Song Yan's wife so important to Huan Rin?