Chapter 195 Dust settled 2
Deng Cai sat at home and drank wine alone. Since Xiaozi was favored, he has completely fallen out of favor. Since then, he has been wandering around every day, or drinking wine alone.
"Godfather is very interested."
Deng Cai slowly raised his head and saw Xiaozi walking slowly alone, holding a wine pot in his hand, went to the table, and gently put the wine pot on the table.
He looked natural, as if he had never had a grudge with Deng.
"You're back."
Deng Cai smiled, reached out and lifted the wine pot brought by Xiaozi, poured a glass of wine, and smelled it under his nose.
"I came here specially to invite my godfather for a drink."
Xiaozi smiled, but he just sat opposite Deng Cai and looked at Deng Cai, with no intention of drinking.
"If I remember correctly, you have never come back since you were reused by the emperor a year ago."
Deng Cai sighed, picked up his glass and smelled it, and said, "Good wine, really good wine."
Xiaozi's face changed slightly and said quietly, "Since it's a good wine, why don't godfather try it quickly?"
"It's not urgent, it's not urgent. It's difficult for you to come back. I want to talk to you. It's not too late to drink later."
Deng Cai said with a smile and gently put down the wine glass in his hand.
"You planned the death of Queen Su, didn't you?"
Deng just asked.
Xiaozi smiled and said nothing, neither answering nor denying.
"I know, it must be you, and Su Chenghao was sent by the emperor to build the tomb of Empress Xiaolian, which was also secretly planned by you."
Deng just asked.
"I didn't plan it secretly, but I just said a little in front of the emperor."
The path laughed.
"Hm, godfather really didn't misread you. You are indeed much better than me now."
Deng Cai said with a smile.
"If I hadn't learned from my godfather for two years, how would I have learned so much? Speaking of which, I have to thank my godfather for his careful teaching.
The path laughed.
"I really regard you as my son, so I have no reservations about you and am willing to teach you everything I know."
Deng Cai sighed and said.
After a moment, he said, "First Queen Su, then Su Chenghao, and then it should be me, right?"
Xiaoluzi smiled and did not answer. He just stared at Deng Cai, who was simply looking at a dead man.
"And then? Your purpose will never be so simple, then Concubine Zhao, and then control the little prince. When the little prince ascends the throne, the world of Southern Chu is equivalent to your world, right?
Deng Cai said with a smile.
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The breeze has passed...
Gently brush the path's cheek...
His face is indistinguishable...
I can't see a trace of sadness and happiness...
...
Deng Cai sighed, reached out and picked up the glass on the table and drank it all.
At this moment, Xiaozi's expression was finally a little moved.
There is a shocked expression, which may also be mixed with these slight sadness and sadness...
He opened his mouth and stretched out his left hand, as if he wanted to stop Deng Cai and say something, but he finally took it back...
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"Good wine..."
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"Before I die, I can talk to you for a while, and I will die without regret..."
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"You have hated me for so many years, haven't you? I can see that you hate me."
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Deng Cai slowly left a blood stain on the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale like a dead man.
And he is about to become a dead man...
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Xiaozi tried his best to restrain himself. I don't know why he didn't have the pleasure of revenge this time, but had a pain to the bone marrow.
Does he have feelings for the man in front of him?
Is it true that he has already regarded him as his father in his heart?
The unspeakable colic felt fiercely attacked the path. Even if he was not related by blood, he actually treated himself no worse than a father's own son.
Why is there no pleasure of revenge?
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Xiaozi looked at Deng Cai's face, and he actually saw a smile in Deng Cai's eyes. It was a dying father's doting on his son...
He knew that the wine was poisonous, but he still drank it.
It turned out that from the beginning, he knew that he was coming to kill him, and from the beginning, he knew his intention.
But he still drank it.
Deng Cai smiled, stretched out his trembling right hand, gently climbed up the shoulder of the path, touched the right face of the path along his shoulder, and his eyes were full of doting. He said, "I'm very happy to see you like this. You will live a good life in the palace like this, and I can also go there at ease."
Xiaozi didn't speak or shake off Deng Cai's hand. He was just desperately suppressing his feelings. He couldn't let Deng Cai see his emotions.
"Can you call me father at the end?"
Deng just asked.
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After waiting for a long time, there was still silence...
Deng Cai sighed and said, "Well, I know you don't want to. I won't force you. I'll go..."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, and his right hand also slipped down from the right face of the path and hung to the ground.
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The path sat quietly in front of Deng Cai and sat for a long time.
The breeze blew and blew on his face. The path reached out and touched his cheek, and actually touched the tears in his hand.
Why do you cry?
You should be happy, shouldn't you?
So, why are there tears?
Xiaozi looked at Deng Cai's gradually stiff body, but tears could no longer be suppressed, like a wave of breaking the dike, gushing out.
The most complex thing in the world is not human feelings.
Perhaps many people, you have to wait until you really lose him before you really understand the position of this person in your heart.
Xiaozi gently picked up Deng Cai's body. Before he came, he originally planned to throw Deng Cai's body to feed the dog, but now he has completely given up this idea.
The path gently hugged Deng Cai's body and came to the waste well in the backyard.
Pout...
Deng Cai's body completely sank into the waste well...
The path stood by the waste well, and the breeze brushed his cheeks, but his expression was so sad.
It should be what you want to be buried with her, right?
Xiaozi settled down, wiped away the tears from his face, turned around, and strode away.
The revenge has been completed, so what should we do next?
Outside.
Moli Dawada...
A woman's hands are like soft, her skin is like curd fat, her collar is like a dragonfly, her teeth are like a rhinoceros, and her head moth eyebrows.
The soft strips are colorful, the fallen leaves are so gentle, the sleeves are seen in plain hands, and the wrists are about gold rings.
The crystal cup on the head, the waist is emerald, the pearl is jade, the wood between the corals is difficult, the clothes are floating, and the light train is far away with the wind.
Looking forward to the glory, roaring like orchid.
Gently put a letter into the brazier, his eyes were awe-instimid, and he said to the maids beside him, "Go and inform Horqin Meng to do it tonight."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the camp.
She is the favorite princess of Numuhachi, the eldest princess from Southern Chu, Zijing.
But in fact, only she and Numuhachi know that she is not a purple princess at all. She is Ma Qianqian, an assassin who is thinking about how to assassinate Numuhachi anytime and anywhere.
Assassins from the Cloth Gang!
And Numuhachi clearly knows her identity and purpose.
But he still left her by his side.
Because he wanted to prove to her that he was not afraid, and he could conquer everything in the world. He didn't pay attention to a little woman at all. Even if he left her by his side, she couldn't do anything.
But he was wrong.
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Because tonight, everything about him will be destroyed by this little woman he has never paid attention to.
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Ma Qianqian held the glass, poured a glass of wine for Numuha Chi, and said, "That face is good at drinking, and that face is so interested. That face seems to be very happy tonight?"
Numuhachi laughed, stretched out his hand to hold Ma Qianqian in his arms, and said, "Of course, tonight my army will flatten Molida Vada, the stupid thing Kolqinmeng, dares to fight against me. I want him to die without burial."
"Unfortunately..., I'm afraid the person who died tonight is not Horqinmeng, but you!"
Ma Qianqian's eyes showed a fierce light and said in a cold voice.
"B bitch? What did you say? You are so bold... you..."
Numuhachi was furious and immediately noticed Ma Qianqian's vision. He suddenly felt a dullness in his chest and knew that the wine was poisonous. He immediately sat up and turned around for luck.
"Good luck, but it's a little late. This poison is specially prepared for you. If you want to drive the poison, it will take at least an hour, but now, I'm afraid that Horqinmeng is about to break through the camp. In about the time of a cup of tea, he will come here and take your life."
Ma Qianqian said with a smile.
"What good is this for you? Have I been bad to you for the past three years? If I die, do you think Horqin will treat you well? At that time, you will lose its utilization value, and I'm afraid that in his eyes, you will not even be as good as a bitch!"
Numuha shouted angrily.
"I just want to watch you die! That's enough! Numuhachi, I once said that one day, I will step on you and let you watch how I take everything from you! I want you to live than die! I want you to be discredited!"
Ma Qianqian roared sharply.
"Now that you have done it, why don't you come and kill me quickly? Don't you want my life?"
Numuha laughed.
"If you live one more minute, you will have more pain. I want you to suffer and die!"
Ma Qianqian walked towards Numuhachi step by step and put his right hand into his arms. At this time, Numuha Chi suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out a long knife from his arms, and stabbed Ma Qianqian. Ma Qianqian not only did not avoid it, but also greeted him.
The long knife goes straight into the abdomen, and the blood flows like an injection...
Ma Qianqian suddenly fell into Numuha's arms, and his right hand, which had been stretched out in his arms, took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and wiped the sweat on his forehead for Numuha.
"You...I thought...you were going to dig out the hidden weapon..."
Numuhachi sighed and hugged Ma Qianqian tightly in his arms.
"Brother, I finally avenge you..."
Ma Qianqian said with a sigh, her abdomen was bleeding, and her right hand spread out, and she died in Numuha's arms.
"I didn't expect that my life was destroyed by a woman..."
Numuhachi smiled bitterly and listened to the approaching shouting outside the camp. The horse hiss, reached out to pick up Ma Qianqian's body, flew out of the camp, and ran away to the empty field.