Supreme pardon

The chaos in the hall gradually subsided with the fall of Xiao Sangyu and the intervention of Lan An. When Wen Renjue stepped down the high stage again, there was only a heart-piercing cry left in the hall.

All the extra guards withdrew, except for Lan An and the others, only Wen Ren Jue's personal guards were left in the corner.

With a sad face, Wen Renjue walked up to Zhan He but didn't speak.

Lowering his head in pity, his eyes were full of unbearable.

Zhan He lost all thoughts, since Xiao Sangyu fell into his arms, all the voices in his ears disappeared, those commotions seemed to be far away from him, all he could feel was the trembling of his fingertips, and the trace of Silk dissipated body temperature.

Xiao Sangyu was quite ruthless, his gun was pointed straight at his head, and his death was not a good look.

But at this time, no one cared about it. Zhan He, who was holding the corpse, never paid attention. Lan An and the others were used to seeing such a scene, and they would not be moved. hair.

"It's my fault. I should have found a way to come out earlier, catch up with you, and take you away." Crying hoarsely, Zhan He regretted it. He wiped the blood from Xiao Sangyu's face over and over in vain. He kept saying something open and closed.

Wen Renjue waited patiently until he choked and twitched, then he let out a long sigh, put his hand on Zhan He's shoulder, and patted him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect..." The words stopped before he could speak, and what he said seemed to be difficult, and everyone could hear his sadness from it.

Zhan He has cried and gone mad, and now he has breathed a sigh of relief. Although his expression is still in a daze, he already has the strength to stand up from the ground.

He held Xiao Sangyu in his arms, and stared at the birds hovering around the two of them in a daze.

The colorful and flamboyant birds were still unwilling to leave, circling around the gradually stiffening person in his hands.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't bear it after he had just breathed out, his eyes were blood red, and tears fell silently.

With snot mixed with tears, Zhan He has long lost the grace that belongs to the powerful. His dull eyes slowly focused on Wen Renjue. The man opposite was as sad as he was, but more of it was unbearable and pity.

"It's my fault." Without saying much, he lowered his head to look at Xiao Sangyu, whose head drooped without any response, and said softly, "He wants to go home, I'll take him home."

"But..." Wen Ren Jue seemed worried, and sighed.

Zhan He turned his back to the person, and his hoarse voice made his words seem broken, "Thank you for your understanding, I failed to protect him well, I was useless, I didn't have the strength to protect him, but at least, I can still protect him." Give him a belated home."

Wen Renjue stepped forward, and the hem of Wangfu dragged blood on the ground, but he didn't care at all.

Standing in front of Zhan He, his silver mask shrunk down, revealing his complete upper half face.

Although ugly, those eyes were filled with sympathy at the moment.

Especially true.

"He is protecting your brother's relationship, and he doesn't want to destroy your brotherhood because of him. Don't let him down. After you go back, you must communicate with your elder brother." There was worry in the sincere voice.

But Zhan He laughed out loud, the strange sharp laughter did not ease his face, he lowered his head again, looked at Xiao Sang Yu's closed eyelids very lovingly, and said softly: "Sang Yu is not for Our brotherhood, he is only for me, he doesn't want me to lose everything because of his existence, he doesn't want... I'm embarrassed..."

Wen Ren Jue seemed to be shocked by his words, and couldn't say anything else for a long time.Looking at Zhan He with both eyes, he finally sighed and shook his head, and actively turned sideways to let out the door.

Zhan He staggered, but still hugged the person in his arms tightly, and walked firmly into the distance step by step.

Everyone in the hall stared at his back. This scene was very tragic against the background of the flock of birds flying away.

The silence continued long after the person had left.

Wen Renjue narrowed his eyes, staring at the distance leisurely, without moving for a while.

Walking towards the courtyard with bloodstains on his footsteps, the sadness lingered around him, Shuyi looked away, and his eyes fell on the king whose back was facing them.

His eyes were complicated, but he still respectfully said to Wen Renjue: "King, I have a question, I want to ask you."

Wen Renjue moved his body, slowly turned his head back, stared at him with black eyes, waved his sleeves, and turned around again.

Facing the bloodstains in the hall and the confidantes standing around, he calmly asked, "What's the matter?"

"When did you start the layout?" Shuyi was very straightforward.

Wen Renjue was equally frank, "Remember when I sent you to the Thirteenth District to negotiate two years ago?"

"I remember that the negotiation ended without a problem, and no practical results were obtained." And on the way back, he was assassinated by Jackdaws, and Wang disappeared for more than a year. "It turns out that your purpose at that time was just to To get close to the core figures of their royal power?"

"As I said, if you can't fight from the front, you have to find a way to destroy it from the inside." Wen Renjue casually stepped past the blood stain left by Xiao Sangyu, with a calm expression and an indifferent demeanor.

"You have been hiding for so long, just to wait for this opportunity, so it's not Xiao Sangyu, the object today will be someone else, right?" Maybe Yan Zhen and others haven't been able to sort out what happened, but Shuyi I have already guessed that it is close to ten.

Wen Ren Jue met his gaze, and said a low "hmm" indifferently.

"Then I still want to ask you..." Shuyi caught up two steps, looked up at Wenrenjue, who had re-entered the high level, and said solemnly to his back: "From the moment you sent Xiao Sangyu away Since then, have you already expected today's result, that he will not survive?"

"Zhan He is hot-blooded and simple-minded. His elder brother Zhan Pei has been king for many years, so how could he be tempted by beauty? Chu Wugui thinks many things perfectly. He is also a king himself, but he doesn't even understand such a simple truth. "Wenren Jue Shi Shiran sat down on the throne, glanced at the many confidantes below, and said slowly: "Beauty and love are like fine wine..."

It has to be said that the people that the mouse sent to Wen Renjue's side had very good eyesight, and they could react at such times, pouring red wine from some corner in the hall, and handing it to Wen Renjue respectfully.

He raised the goblet, Wen Renjue looked leisurely, swirled the red wine in the glass, and looked through the liquid in the glass to look at the man standing upright below, and said gently: "Enjoy..." He lowered his head and took a sip, swallowing slowly into the throat, and raised the wine glass again to the few people below, as if toasting them silently.

Accompanied by the smell of blood in the hall, watching the bloodstains gradually drying up on the ground, Wen Renjue slowly "poured" his straight outstretched hand to the right, and the red wine flowed out of the cup and gathered on the ground, the color was like a very The blood that just flowed in the hall was wiped out.

The cold and heartless words spit out from his lips, so contemptuous and indifferent.

"But it must be."

The red wine in the glass was finally drained, but Wen Renjue still had a smile on his face, but he slammed the goblet down hard with his hands.

The shards of glass flew, and one piece passed directly in front of Shuyi's nose.

No one could react to the sudden outrage.

Shu Yi's upturned head moved, and he stretched out his hand to touch the tip of his nose as if he was unresponsive. His fingers were stained with blood.

Wen Renjue had already stood up from the throne, glanced at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "If you want to live by my side, the first thing you need to learn is to position yourself correctly."

"There are not so many black and white things in this world. Survival of the fittest. Those who die are useless. This also applies to you. When you die, the one who kills you should exist. This world says big It’s not big, let’s say it’s not small, it’s big enough to survive hundreds of millions of lives, but too small to hold a single useless person.”

Wen Ren Jue rarely gets angry, most of the time he has a pleasant face, at least in the eyes of the people below, he will not easily take pleasure in torturing others and trampling on life.

But these really need to be summed up in four words, which is unnecessary.

His coldness comes from his own flesh and blood, and any more emotion will feel redundant, this is the same for the enemy and the people around him.

It's just that what people around him feel is his "tolerance".

In many cases, this will make the bottom people arrogant.

"Let's talk about it..." Wen Renjue lifted his neckline, looked at Shuyi, and his tone became calm, "Tell me what you're thinking now."

His fire started strangely, but ended inexplicably.

Gathering the five fingers of his right hand, Shuyi looked up at Wenren Jue, and said nonchalantly: "Zhanpei has been king for many years, once he sees that Xiao Sangyu is dealing with his brothers, he will definitely not be reluctant to part with a plaything, but he will not kill Xiao Sang Yu, because once he makes a move, the brotherhood will be completely broken. He is most likely to send Xiao Sang Yu back. First, he is warning you, and second, he is using your hand to force you to kill Xiao Sang Yu. Instead, their brothers share the same hatred, but you obviously thought of what he thought."

With a blank expression on his face, Shuyi looked straight at Wenrenjue, and continued: "You use your plan, as long as you force Xiao Sangyu to commit suicide, Zhan He will think that his brother forced his lover to death, but this is not the same as Zhan Pei. It's different to kill Xiao Sangyu personally. With Zhanhe's temperament, if Zhanpei does it himself, the conflict will inevitably intensify on the spot. In the thirteenth district, Zhanhe is no match for Zhanpei at all. What you want should be in their brothers Create a gap between them, but this gap and irreconcilability cannot be too intense, and it cannot explode on the spot."

"Papa papa" Wen Renjue smiled and applauded, then nodded for him to continue.

"You have calculated every bit of it. These small details, including everything that happened today and even every change after Zhan He went back, you should have an idea." Shu Yi said, with an abnormal expression calm.

"Do you think there is anything else that needs to be added?" Wen Renjue asked earnestly, tilting his head.

It was as if his anger just now didn't exist at all.

"An object that makes Zhan He think of Xiao Sangyu when he sees it, and an object that makes Zhan He believe that Xiao Sangyu loves him even more." Shuyi said coldly.

"Seeing things and thinking about people..." Wen Renjue thought deeply, and said with a smile, "Okay, that's a good idea."

Different from the gloomy gaze just now, Wen Renjue glanced at Shuyi full of admiration, turned his head and told the guards: "Put the feather coat that Xiao Sangyu left in the Wangju into a box, and send it to Zhanhe, just say it's a smile." Sanyu fell before leaving District [-]."

"Yes." The guard left in a hurry.

Shuyi followed in an inexplicable tone: "Don't you add something to the feather coat?"

"Such as embroidered characters?" Wen Renjue pondered.

Yan Zhen was terrified, swallowed his saliva, and took a step back unconsciously.

Lan An's expression also changed a bit.

But Shuyi said calmly: "You should have been ready long ago."

Wen Renjue smiled and did not deny it.

"The next thing that should change is the tenth district." Not a question but an affirmation, Shuyi said to Wen Renjue: "Judging from your current layout, the position that will be moved next moment on the board is the No. District Ten."

"That's right." Wen Ren Jue said in a quiet voice: "So many crystal nuclei are transported in, it should be messed up."