I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

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Only half an hour ago.

Liao Qiubai and Rong Zhen walked out of the mansion together.

Outside the stable, Liao Qiubai stopped, "A person who can kill his biological mother is vicious in his mind. Very people can figure it out, but it may not be easy to judge."

Rong Ming insisted on going his own way and just walked forward.

"If the trial is not easy, you have to go on trial." He pulled out the horse, turned on his horse, tightened the reins, his voice was cool, "I have to ask some questions myself."

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Inside the prison, the light is dim.

The Ya Ya took back the key and made a gesture of asking with a polite gesture.

The prison door slowly opened, and Shen Xianying gradually saw the figure and appearance of the man next to Ya Ya.

The hope was gone in his eyes, and only fear and tremor were replaced.

Outside the prison, Rong Ming hadn't moved half a step yet. Inside the prison, Shen Xianying was already shaking with fear, and she kept moving back until her back touched the wall.

She looked at the crane and python pattern on Rong Ming's dark blue robe, and she clearly knew his rank and position.

I finally understood that my calculations were all in vain.

King Qi is Rong Ming.

When Jiang Lao married King Qi, he was married to Rong Ming.

She had never had a chance to approach them in the previous life, and she has not been able to destroy them in this life.

From beginning to end, all she did was to push herself on a more difficult road.

Dead end.

Everything that I believed in collapsed completely on this day. Shen Xianying fell to the ground, crying in pain in her heart.

But she wanted to live for another reason.

She looked up and took a peek at Rong Ming.

This look made her feel cold all over her body.

She looked at the man with a gloomy look in front of her, as if she had seen the cold-blooded and merciless emperor in the previous life.

The gaze is like a blade, cutting human flesh and blood.

At the thought that soon the dead soul under his knife would soon be herself, Shen Xianying's body trembled like chaff.

She shouldn't have the idea of ​​calculating him.

...

Rong Chen captured her every move.

When he looked at others, he was always extra cautious, and would not miss any subtle expressions and unnoticeable small movements of the other party.

See people's hearts in small places.

He found Shen Xianying's body along the way.

The second girl in Shen's Mansion looked unremarkable, but she had the ability to pretend to be a fool and trick the queen to go.

When he returned to Jinling from Yecheng in the first few years, she didn't know who got his whereabouts from, and she often swayed in front of him.

A concubine with a disgraceful background, the only thing she can rely on is a mediocre biological father who dotes on his concubine and destroys his wife. How can she have such an ability?

His fingertips pressed the hilt of the saber on his waist, his eyes were cold, and his lips slowly opened, "You have lived under the name Wei Wenhan for a few years, and it should be the end."

He has always been a must-have temperament.

Shen Xiuying was wrong not to collude with the queen, but to use the queen's hand to frame Ning An Bo Mansion.

He always remembered that snowy night, the heavy snow fell on Jiang Lao's body like flying catkins, dyeing her shoulder with white marks.

She walked on the street, as if she had lost her soul.

There are too many people Jiang Lao cares about. Parents, younger brothers, aunts, grandfathers, and the maids who have been waiting by her side for a long time, she remembered it, and that bore him.

If it were to provoke one by one, her gaze would only follow him wholeheartedly.

that would be nice.

Only then did he know that it was not good.

If Jiang Lao feels uncomfortable, he will not be able to get over it.

Shen Xiuying's eyes trembled, and before Rong Ming said anything, she squatted her head and said: "It's the little girl who is wrong. You shouldn't be confused by the queen. Do things for her. It's the little girl who is obsessed with things."

She knocked her head and her brain buzzed.

The mind kept ringing, to be alive, she wanted to be alive.

She lived one more life, knowing Rong's fate and weakness.

"Don't kill me, the little girl will burn incense and pray for the princess in the future. The princess is pure and kind, and she will not want to see the blood. You discuss with her, forgive the little girl, and the little girl is willing to be a slave and repay the king of Qi. Your Highness and the princess and empress."

Rong Ming tapped his finger on the hilt of the sword.

The lie was exposed, and Shen Zhenying's face turned pale.

Even if he was a crippled man in his previous life, he was still able to show his power and fight against the crowd, and was able to stand firm. How could he be fooled so easily?

"Why are you obsessed with framing Ning An Bo Mansion?" Rong Ming's voice became colder.

His only worry was that Shen Xianying was hiding behind a more venomous snake, giving her advice.

It's Jiang Lao, and he can't tolerate him sloppy.

Shen Xiuying lowered her head, stubbornly resisted, she shed tears pretendingly, and wept: "At the beginning, the little girl pleased His Royal Highness Jiu, but His Highness Jiu never gave me a look..."

Rong Chen's patience was exhausted, he looked away and looked at the servants on the side, "Bring the torture instrument over."

Instrument of torture... he wants to torture her severely...

Shen Xianying's pupils shook, no matter how tender it was on her face, she had no idea, and hurriedly went to see Rong Chen.

Rong Chen's expression was always cold.

Seeing that there was no hope, Shen Yanying suddenly curled her lips.

She laughed frantically

Come, "Why should I harm Ning'an Bo Mansion?"

"Jiang Lao, why does she live so well?"

"The same is being ransacked and exiled, and the same is being sent as a slave. Why can she be cared for by you without suffering at all?"

Rong Ming frowned.

"That was your previous life. You liked her in the previous life. It's a pity that she would rather die than be with you. In the end, you would rather give up your thirty-year birthday to light up the soul-attracting lamp, and you still can’t ask for it. The lamp was stolen by me. , I was born again, hahahaha...!" She laughed and coughed up blood, "Thinking you can really stay with her for a long time? Stop dreaming, she only likes your pretending to be docile and well-behaved, she won't like you for real Looks like, never will—"

Shen Xianying's voice stopped abruptly, and she lowered her eyes in disbelief, looking at the cold sword that penetrated his chest.

Rong Ming's eyes were scarlet, as if losing his sense, "You are talking nonsense!"

"She won't really like you." Shen Xianying gradually lost her breath, "Never..."

Rong Ming drew the sword out. He stood there, holding a **** sword in his hand, his eyes were deep as pools, and his eyes were blood red for a long time.

Would rather die than be with him...

I can't ask for it in my whole life...

He didn't believe it.

There is no previous life, only this life.

He patted his face, pressing down on the brutality and blood rushing in his eyes.

He can't do this, so Jiang Lao would be afraid. It doesn't matter if she doesn't like his original appearance, he can be obedient all his life.

He threw aside the long sword in his hand and stroked his forehead.

Without Shen Xianying's sharp cry, the inside and outside of the cell became extremely quiet.

Rong Lu raised his head suddenly and looked to the right.

Unexpectedly, he saw the person he least wanted to see here.

In the dim light of the cell, Jiang Rao stood a few steps away, wearing a green plum cloak, holding a stove in her hand.

She is so good-looking, so that the light around her has become warm and hazy, so that when he sees her, he feels that his life is good.

He recognized the heater, she always thought that his hands were cold, and she wanted to hang on him when it was hot in summer, and she didn't want to get close to him in winter. In both seasons, she found a heater and stuffed him in his hand.

He walked in a hurry at noon today and forgot the hand warmer in the study.

He hurriedly looked at Jiang Lao's face carefully, trying to see all her tiny expressions.

Her gaze was calm, calm enough... it was a bit cruel to him.

Uncontrollable panic, voice trembling, "Yearly."

"It's not what you see..."

"Why did the madam come?" The yaman who took the torture instrument came back and met Jiang Lao outside. He glanced at Jiang Lao's unusual expression. He intuitively felt that something was going on and bowed respectfully. The little one asks people to clean up, these filthy places are afraid of hurting your eyes."

Jiang Lao didn't speak.

The yamen are diligent and dare not give too much.

I only secretly planned to clean up in advance in the future. King Qi favored his wife, Jiang Lao was really coming, and they didn't dare to stop, so they could only quietly clean up here first.

"His Royal Highness, the torture instrument is..." The yaman swept his eyes into the cell, and the rest of the words were all stuck in his throat.

With just one round of effort, the prisoner in the prison was killed.

Ya Yu's mind quickly turned, this matter spread to others, it must be regarded as a cause of trouble, but the power in Rong Ming's hands is not trivial, plus, for all the crimes committed by Shen Xiongying, Ling Chi's execution is not enough, let alone being killed by a sword.

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Rong Lu looked at Jiang Lao, not daring to take a step forward.

He didn't know how much she heard and saw.

The long and narrow eyes are still red.

It's just that the violent anger was born, but now it is full of haggard.

Obviously, the body is long and standing jade, but it looks like a broken bone, sad and sad.

If she escapes, he doesn't know what he will do.

She felt bad for him, but it would be even worse if she left him.

If she dared to escape, if she dared to escape... the fist skull clasped beside him creaked, and he didn't know what to do.

All the sounds and colors weakened in Rong Ming's ears, and his fists were so painful that it penetrated into the bones.

The little girl outside suddenly moved.

She bit her lower lip, and after a long time of courage, she dared to walk into the **** cell, vomiting in her throat, walking hard every step, but took Rong Ming's hand.

She touched the violent veins on the back of his hand with her fingers, her brows were frowned, and she raised her voice and said: "Second girl Shen deceived the king to feign death and murder her biological mother.

The outside servant was stunned, only to realize that Jiang Lao was talking to him, and hurriedly said "Okay", "If you are young, you will find someone to clean it up."

"You heard it all." Rong Ming's voice was hoarse and his tone was affirmative. He stretched out his left hand trembling and grabbed her right wrist. The slender fingers circled tightly, and he tightened them until they were firm. "Are you... not afraid?"

Jiang Lao hugged his waist and buried his face in his arms.

She didn't dare to look at everything around her, so she coaxed him softly, "Don't be afraid."