The villain's self-cultivation

Rong Yue always felt that he understood this young adoptive son very well.

He is talented, calm, filial, and ambitious. He has a kind of worship and admiration for him that even surpasses that of his biological father. Every time he looks at him, his eyes are full of hot light.

He knew that Rong Xuan had always stubbornly believed that the throne should belong to him.

But what kind of storm can a young man cause?

Such thoughts are childish in his eyes.

He always felt that with the passage of time, as the boy grew up and understood more things, this thought would naturally dissipate with the wind.

So occasionally when Rong Xuan wrote some outrageous articles or poems, he ruthlessly taught him a lesson, and let it go.

Unexpectedly, the more books he read, the more rumors he heard, and the more knowledge he gained, this thought would actually breed incomparably vicious malice in the other party's heart, and he would do something that made Rong Yue miserable for the rest of his life.

He was in charge of military affairs in the former court that day. After the news of the defeat of the army, all the affairs in the court became complicated several times. He also had to discuss with the cabinet the issue of the follow-up army allocation and the quelling of public grievances.

In the imperial study from morning to night, I was dazed and dizzy, and suddenly a soldier sent a letter saying that the emperor sent someone to the mansion to detain Mrs. Rong, and ordered that she be taken to the prison immediately.

At the same time, the two officials who were sent out to investigate the source of the rumors and the people behind the scenes who fanned the flames also came back, and the results they brought back were exactly the news that Mrs. Rong had spread.

As soon as the two things were connected, Rong Yue's expression changed instantly.

Especially when the soldiers said that Mrs. Rong was taken away from the gate of the Rong Mansion in full view, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Is Ruan Wan looking for her own death?

As soon as this happened, plus all kinds of other mistakes and omissions during this period, all the mouths of the world could scold him to death!

I told him to handle it, why can't I trust him once?

With a sullen face, he dismissed all the courtiers, and went to the little emperor's bedroom with his stomach full of anger.

I wanted to train him well, but I didn't expect to see a scene that broke his heart and gallbladder.

——The little emperor fell heavily on the ground in front of him, his face was ashen, like a lifeless dead man, with bright red blood continuously overflowing from his mouth.

He was once shot through the chest by an enemy arrow on the battlefield. The body of the arrow was only half a finger away from his lungs. He endured the pain and led the troops to win the battle while awake. He was also awake and waited for the doctor in the army to pull it out. that arrow.

At that time, he thought that the feeling was already very painful, but he didn't know that there were things in the world that were more painful than that, and even without blood, he could crush his internal organs alive.

The little emperor's body was terribly cold, and his pulse was disorganized. It took only a moment for him to realize that this was not an ordinary heart disease.

is poisoned.

Deadly poison.

However, this little guy didn't know anything yet, so he looked at him with wide eyes innocently, and asked him if he came to Xingshi to inquire about his mother.

But how could he blame Ruan Wan?

The bright red blood continuously overflowed, dyeing the snow-white skin on the neck red.

Don't spit it out, don't spit it out...

Rong Yue hugged the fluffy body, his fingers tightly twisted on the opponent's clothes, as if otherwise, this body could float up and float to a place where he could no longer catch it.

Xiao Jiu flew over and fed Ruan Wan the life-saving pill left by the Immortal Doctor.

But even so, it only made Ruan Wan no longer vomit blood, but his pulse gradually weakened.

Xiao Jiu said that His Majesty has been poisoned by snakes.

This kind of poison can only be detoxified by the gallbladder of the same snake. In addition, even the god Da Luo can't save him.

Snake venom...snake.

In an instant, he thought of the adopted son who loved to raise snakes in the mansion, and the monstrous killing intent almost drove him crazy.

He asked Xiao Jiu to treat him with all his strength, and went to the prison alone.

The cold wind in the cell was swirling around his feet, but it was not as cold as his heart. He ordered the jailer to open the door and walked in front of Rong Xuan.

The other party had been in prison for so many days, his face was a little pale, and he smiled and looked up at him: "Father, is he dead?"

"It's really you."

Rong Yue whispered expressionlessly, with a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's neck fiercely: "Where's the antidote? Where's the snake? Hand it over!"

"Ugh... you actually... want to kill me, and I'm all for you—" Rong Xuan's eyes flashed a trace of injury, and he stared at Rong Yue's irrational appearance, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, "I just... want to Let... foster father become... emperor..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll say it again," Rong Yue tightened his palms viciously, "The solution, the medicine!"

"Father forgot?" Rong Xuan's eyes were red from being pinched, and after Rong Yue loosened his strength, he smiled with difficulty: "The antidote...you have killed me a long time ago..."

"what?"

A light and fluffy word seemed to be thundering on the top of his head, Rong Yue dropped the neck in his hand as if he had been scalded, staggered back a few steps, his eyes were full of collapse and despair that Rong Xuan had never seen before: "You said What?"

Rong Xuan huddled on the cold and wet floor, coughed heart-piercingly for a long time, and then panted: "The black snake is already in the mansion, cut off by the righteous father's sword, and then burned to ashes, the emperor is alive No, why don't you want to be emperor, I don't understand..."

Yes, he remembered, at that time Ruan Wan was scared by the snake, he did kill the snake...

He abruptly cut off Ruan Wan's vitality.

The cold air went up from the soles of the feet, along the back to the top of the head.

A hoarse cough echoed in the cell.

Standing there blankly for a long time, Rong Yue's eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to his adopted son again.

……

When the child died, he didn't close his eyes. He stared at him in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that he would really kill him cruelly.

It seemed that he didn't understand the foster son, and the foster son didn't understand him either.

He was originally a cold-blooded person without much emotion, and all the tenderness in his life was given to Ruan Wan.

What is the difference between killing and not killing?Rong Yue thought in his heart that he himself was also extinguished in the half-burning time just now, and his desire for life was extinguished.

The corpses on the ground were getting colder, he didn't take a second look, turned around and left the dungeon, ordered people to go to the Rong Mansion, and brought all the remaining black snakes in the mansion to the palace, and asked Xiao Jiu to try them one by one.

But many things, there is no hope at the beginning.

There is no antidote, no matter how good Xiaojiu's medical skills are, he can only hold Ruan Wan's breath. He is not dead or alive. He has searched for famous doctors from all over the world, and is fed a lot of bitter herbs every day.

But even so, that weak breath became less and less audible under his persistent hands.

He couldn't catch it, he couldn't keep it.

It wasn't until Ruan Wan limply limp in his arms and said how tired he was that he realized how painful such a day was for his beloved.

His Ruanruan clearly hates bitter medicine so much, but every time he squeezed the other person's mouth cruelly and poured down the medicine, he was so hurt that he vomited blood and was dying.

Xiao Jiu persuaded him to let him go. At that time, he was in a state of madness, and under the rage, he almost injured Xiao Jiu.

But when Ruan Wan also said the phrase "Rong Yue, let me go", he was in a daze, as if he had been sentenced to beheaded.

No, heavier than that.

It is a torture that can kill even the soul.

He took away all the herbs in the hall, lit the incense that Ruan Wan liked, and made people cook sweet soup.

He always thought that only children like to drink sweet soup. He didn't regard Ruan Wan as the supreme emperor, but just a stupid child, a child he loved.

But the child couldn't even drink the last sip of the sweet soup.

He made Ruan Wan shed so many tears, suffered so much, and suffered so many crimes. In the end, he couldn't even feed him sweet soup. The last taste he remembered before leaving was the bitterness of the soup.

Damn him.

But maybe it's punishment, he can't even die, he has to do what he promised the child.

On the eighth day after Ruan Wan's death, Rong Yue ascended to the throne where "everyone wanted him to sit, but he himself didn't want to sit on it" during the succession ceremony.

Everyone said that he got everything, but only he knew that he had nothing.

Looking around the world of Kyushu, you can see desolate gray, white and withered colors everywhere.

……

In the darkness, Ruan Wan learned about Rong Yue's ending from the system.

"Because of your dying words, Rong Yue didn't dare to kill himself, and there wasn't any beauty in the harem. He spent ten years alone in the palace, guarding your ice coffin. Later, due to the shortage of energy, the main brain , annihilated your frozen body, dissipated with a fire, and then Rong Yue...he embarked on the road of a tyrant, he no longer stayed in the palace, but personally led the army to conquer The surrounding small countries doubled their territory and suffered many injuries. A few years later, in a joint battle against him by the five countries, he was seriously injured and died."

Ruan Wan gasped, and said angrily, "Is there something wrong with your mastermind? How much energy does a corpse consume? How did you end up like this!"

"Well, Ruanruan, you have to know that the most energy-consuming thing is your own spirit and body, because other—whatever...you can just input data and let the plot develop on its own. Only you, the real you are still seriously injured, Life is hanging by a thread, and even the spirit is extremely exhausted, it needs a lot of energy to support it!"

——Otherwise, Rong Yue wouldn't even count himself in it in order to save energy.

It dare not say this.

Ruan Wan hugged his knees and was a little dazed: "Forget it, I didn't expect his feelings to be so deep. I thought he could at least live a good life after a few years of suffering..."

He hesitated for a moment, depressed, and said, "This Rong Yue, are they the same person? Forget it, I asked last time, I know you won't tell me, but next time if it's still him, if he's still... He still likes me, so I want to spend more time with him.”

The system sighed: "It's up to you."

How could it be possible not to like you?The subconscious mind that likes this kind of "love" has been carved into the body of every soul fragment, and it thought to itself, maybe it is because of this that those "Rong Yues" are so easy to fall in love with Ruan Wan.

As for the question of spending more time next time, it doesn't want to stop it anymore, thinking that Rong Yue has personally experienced Ruan Wan's death twice, and spent decades with a dead and cold heart, and these real experiences will be remembered in the future. It feels creepy when it becomes a memory in this world.

God bless little student Ruanruan to really wake up after the task is completed, otherwise it doesn't know what Rongyue will become in the future!

The author says:

Thorns and long flowers are here~~ Happy weekend everyone~