I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Sirou seemed to see something extremely incomprehensible, she blinked slowly, her eyes were blank.

She murmured, but her voice was trembling with tears: "Master Chen... Your Excellency..."

Shen Mingze showed her a gentle smile.

Then he suddenly rushed to the outside of the hall, as if he wanted to escape, Ning Guangchong immediately went forward to stop him.

Shen Mingze's martial arts were extremely high, and he left the hall in a short time.

Even if Ning Guangchong tried his best, he couldn't stop it.

"Damn it!" Ning Guangchong cursed in a low voice.

Qi Heng shared the same hatred with him: "General, if we lead someone to chase him, he won't be able to escape very far."

Zhou Sirou seemed to have just realized it. She suddenly broke out and asked Ning Guangchong in a sharp voice: "You hurt him? Why did you hurt him? How dare you..."

The last words were drowned out in her cries.

Zhou Sirou slumped on the ground helplessly, covering his face and crying loudly, sobbing uncontrollably.

And Zhou Yue, who cared most about Zhou Sirou the most, stood silently by the side, and his expression changed rarely, it was an expression uglier than crying.

Qi Heng said carefully: "Sirou, you misunderstood, the sword was stabbed by me. Shen Mingze killed the father, I couldn't hold back for a while... What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Sirou cried hoarsely, she said mockingly, she didn't know who she was mocking, "Of course he wants to kill the emperor, because he wants you to ascend the throne cleanly and innocently."

"What do you mean?" Qi Heng was startled.

"You really can't think of it? You really don't understand?"

With Biying's support, Zhou Sirou stood up, "Qi Heng, do you think that it's all because of you that you've made it this far?"

"No..." Qi Heng backed away again and again when she forced her to ask him, and he said pleadingly, "It's Duke Wen, and it's Duke Wen who helped me."

——It must not be Shen Mingze.

He stabbed him with a sword...

Zhou Sirou gave him a cold look, turned around and ran out.

She is going to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

That person would not run away out of fear of death, he must have returned to the prime minister's mansion when he left.

Zhou Yue looked at them complicatedly, hesitated to speak, and finally chased them out silently.

Qi Heng was in a trance.

Ning Guangchong and Ning Jinghuan looked at each other and asked strangely, "Your Highness?"

Qi Heng's eyes were out of focus, and he looked at Ning Guangchong blankly, "General, if Shen Mingze is Ah Yue, what would you do?"

"What did you say?" Ning Guangchong shouted.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "It's absolutely impossible!"

"I can't believe it either," Qi Heng pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "According to what the general said, Mr. Yue is a master of predicting things and has made every plan, but why have we never heard of this person before?"

"He appeared out of nowhere at the beginning of the battle, and then disappeared after the battle, as if he only appeared to help you win this battle. Don't you think it's a coincidence, the general?"

"Also," Qi Heng continued, as if he didn't see Ning Guangchong's increasingly ugly face, "The general thought he was communicating with us, so he mentioned Mr. Yue in his letter, but it was Shen Mingze who communicated with you. "

He swallowed, his voice still hoarse: "Shen Mingze clearly knew about Mr. Yue's existence from the beginning to the end. Why did he wait until the end to do it? And with Mr. Yue's talent, he was really powerless to fight back. He only had time to write a letter. A last letter?"

Ning Jinghuan looked at his father worriedly, and asked in confusion: "But why did he do it? Isn't Shen Mingze a traitor?"

"That's right...how could a treacherous minister do this..." Qi Heng murmured.

He staggered and ran out. Ning Guangchong, who had been silent all this time, was awakened by his movement and quickly followed.

"Hey..." Ning Jinghuan misunderstood and could only see the backs of the two of them, and hurriedly chased them out.

Prime Minister's House.

Yi Huai's tone gradually became irritable: "Song Sheng, you let me out, my lord is in danger now, I'm going to stop him, do you hear that?"

Song Sheng was extremely stubborn: "My lord said he will come back."

Yi Huai slammed on the door: "Can you guarantee it? Song Sheng, you know how much that person doesn't cherish himself. If something happens, Song Sheng, you will regret it. Let me out, I can stop him, You let me out!"

Wen Xuzhi and Wang Fu stood aside anxiously, "Song Sheng, just open the door. If Mingze blames you, I will take care of it, okay?"

"It's useless for you to tell me, and I don't have a key either." Song Sheng replied sullenly, and then added weakly: "If it's true...you can't stop him, Yi Huai."

Shen Mingze came back at this time.

Hearing this, he chuckled, and fluttered down from the wall, "Song Sheng, the key is in the third flowerpot."

"grown ups!"

"Mingze!"

The blood on his body was so obvious that Yi Huai rushed into the room and shouted loudly: "Genius doctor, come here quickly."

Shen Mingze waved his hand to stop with a smile.

Song Sheng was a little uneasy when he heard the extremely worried voice inside. His hand holding the key trembled slightly, and he failed to align it several times.

When he finally opened the door and saw the man's gentle and smiling face, tears fell from his eyes as soon as he blinked.

The man was wounded, badly wounded, bleeding a lot, but it didn't matter, he came back alive.

Just live...

Just live.

Shen Mingze looked at the sad expressions of several people, and sighed silently, "I didn't want you to see it, but after thinking about it..."

He said softly: "Yi Huai, look, this wound is not fatal. After you leave here today, no matter what you hear, you must remember it."

He paused, and his voice became more gentle: "It wasn't someone who killed me, it was me who wanted to die."

"My lord, stop talking, this is just a small injury, the genius doctor will definitely heal it well." Yi Huai tremblingly said.

The genius doctor rushed over, and just pressed Shen Mingze's pulse, his face sank, "Bandage the wound first, it hurts a bit, bear with it."

Shen Mingze shook his head, and politely refused: "Thanks to the genius doctor, I know my body very well."

"What do you know? Can you know better than the doctor?" Wen Xuzhi cursed loudly with red eyes.

In the end, she begged softly: "Mingze, just keep going, okay?"

Shen Mingze sighed, "You all know that Shen Mingze's death is best for Qing Dynasty."

It is true that he killed the king, and it is true that he controlled the government.

Furthermore, due to the influence of his reputation, if he is alive, Qi Heng's throne will not be secure.

Zhou Sirou outside the door heard these words as soon as she came, she covered her mouth and burst into tears.

Those who hold their salaries for everyone will now acquiesce in their own death for everyone.

Zhou Sirou didn't know martial arts, so Zhou Yue carried her here, so they left Biying behind.

Hurrying all the way, finally arrived, but Zhou Sirou didn't dare to go in.

She shrank in the corner outside the door, not daring to make a sound.

She was afraid of seeing that person's disappointed gaze, and she was afraid that he would ask her why she made a self-righteous guess.

But she actually knew that that person wouldn't.

He never had the heart to blame anyone, he was extremely kind and cruel.

—but he was cruel only to himself.

The man paved a beautiful road with his own flesh and blood, and asked them to step on his bones to pass.

On the other side of the road is Chang'an, which is full of flowers and flourishing, but so what?

Seasons change, time lingers, and there is no one named Shen Mingze in this world anymore.

"Princess, Commander, since you are here, come in."

Zhou Sirou was frightened by this sentence, her first thought was to find a place to hide.

She curled up and moved uneasily when someone grabbed her hand.

Zhou Yue gently pulled Zhou Sirou up, took her hand and walked inside.

If parting is unavoidable, at least meet once.

Zhou Yue thought that he had underestimated that person from the beginning to the end.

That person is not special to him alone, in the eyes of that person, everyone is worthy of being cherished.

Whether it is the leader of the Jinwu Guard with superb martial arts, or the roadside traffickers, or the ragged beggars.

He felt his eyes sore, and for the first time in his life, he had the urge to cry for someone.

In this filthy world, it is not easy to try to maintain one's true heart, and the heroic dreams of youth will be turned into trivialities in the ordinary and trivial.

Only this person.

This is a person who takes the world as his own responsibility, and does not change his aspirations for many years.

Also only this person.

When a new world is about to open and everyone in the world will be saved, he falls before dawn.

Just, one step away.

This man is the most entitled to see and enjoy it all, but he is dying.

Shen Mingze tried his best to slow down his tone to conceal the weakness in his voice, "Sirou, can I call you that? You are a smart child. I believe that it won't take long for you to become a good official who will benefit all people."

Zhou Sirou tried her best to act nonchalantly, not to look at the horrific wound on his chest, but the sobs in her voice betrayed her, "My lord, but I am a woman."

"What's wrong with the girl?" Shen Mingze said gently, "You have to trust yourself, and you have to trust Qi Heng."

Zhou Sirou cried and nodded vigorously.

Shen Mingze smiled gratifiedly, and turned his head again, "Yi Huai, Qi Henghui is a enlightened master, you have to assist him to realize his political ideal, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards.

Yi Huai stretched out his arms to hug him, and he slowly knelt down and let Shen Mingze lie on his lap.

Yi Huai has calmed down after the initial panic.

His eyes were indifferent, and he said in a low voice: "No, without you watching, I will mess up Qingchao, and I will let Qi Heng..."

He didn't go on, because the man was looking at him tolerantly, as if he was tolerant of a rebellious child.

The man waited quietly for him to finish speaking, and then said softly, "You won't."

Shen Mingze felt that his gaze was a little distracted, and there was a black shadow in front of his eyes.

He vaguely remembered hearing a few exclamations when he fell down.

He looked hard, and Wen Xuzhi and Wang Fu supported each other and sat beside him, with mournful eyes.

Behind them are Zhou Sirou and Zhou Yue, half kneeling, wanting to approach but not daring.

The genius doctor was squeezed to the outside, counting his treasure chest, shaking his head while sighing.

Song Sheng stood at the door with a pale face, staring at him intently.

Shen Mingze reached out to him with difficulty: "Song Sheng, come here, come to my side."

Song Sheng raised his foot mechanically, like a walking dead.

Liar, big liar.

He clearly promised that he would come back alive...

Shen Mingze looked at Wen Xuzhi: "Duke wanted Song Sheng to come to your house before, but it still counts?"

"Do the math." Wen Xuzhi quickly responded, and he said bitterly: "Mingze, can you..."

Call me teacher again?

Shen Mingze has quietly closed his eyes.

If one ignores the horrific bloodstain on his chest, it would seem like a dream.

But he won't wake up again, never again.

The moment Qi Heng and Ning Guangchong arrived, they heard the man's breathing stop abruptly.

——They haven't had time to say a word to this man.

Qi Heng's hands and feet went limp, and he knelt down alone.

There was a blank in his mind, and he couldn't think of what else he could do besides this.

Ning Guangchong stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

He once met a good friend, but before he could meet, that person died... twice.

He lost his best friend twice.

He is also a murderer.

The wind blows the leaves and rustles.

The sun climbed from the horizon to the top of the clouds, the sky was bright, and all the darkness was invisible.

Wen Xuzhi said blankly: "I would rather he be a treacherous minister now."

At least Mingze could still open his eyes and call him sarcastically:

teacher.

Shen Mingze was buried on the top of Lanshan Mountain, where he could overlook the entire capital.

Yi Huai, Song Sheng, Wen Xuzhi, and Wang Fu tacitly did not tell Qi Heng Shen Mingze's physical condition.

Watching him feel guilty and restless, watching him suffer unbearably, watching him have nightmares again and again.

But it was because he stabbed the man with a sword.

Wen Xuzhi taught Song Sheng everything, but never accepted Song Sheng as his disciple.

For the rest of his life, he will never hear the word "teacher" again.

Although there is no name of master and apprentice, there is the reality of master and apprentice.

Song Sheng still had a very high status among literati, and Song Sheng had all the support and praise that Shen Mingze never enjoyed.

It's just that every time he owns a little more, he feels more uncomfortable.

Song Sheng never entered the court again, he traveled every corner of the Qing Dynasty with his feet.

Be that person's eyes, and see for him the beautiful mountains and rivers he loves.

Qi Heng did not expect to be sorry for Shen Mingze, he is a very good emperor.

Talented and bold, he worked hard to govern, until the Qing Dynasty reached its peak under his hands, he did not dare to indulge himself for a moment to rest and enjoy himself.

Yi Huai succeeded Shen Mingze as prime minister, and spent his whole life writing books and biographies for that man.

Yi Huai was waiting until one day power covered Qi Heng's eyes, and glory blinded his heart.

Wait until time washes away those unforgettable emotions and becomes no longer profound.

He told Qi Heng:

Your Majesty, do you know?When your sword stabbed towards you, my lord dodged it.

He has to die, but he cannot die by your hands.

He is afraid that we will not forgive you, and he is afraid that you will be lonely for the rest of your life.

He wants you to kill him, and climb to the top with the praise of eliminating traitors;

He can't let you kill him, he wants me to have no guesses with you, king, sage, minister, virtuous, and couple.

For you, he even used his own death.

——You have to always remember him, this is what you owe that person.

Yi Huai thought, why is he the only one who sinks into pain and cannot be redeemed?

Whether it's Qi Heng, or the world, anyone is fine.

Can't forget him.

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The author has something to say:

finally!It's over!

This chapter can no longer say that I am short, [-] words.

Thank you to the little angel [Jiang Yun] who threw mines at me again, Than Xinxin.