between success and failure

Along the way back, Su Nianwei was not captured by the silver-robed teenager, but locked in a small yard by him.

From beginning to end, she didn't figured out who the king of Jin was. Is he the younger brother of Dongling Chutian? Why haven't you heard of it? Moreover, I don't know when the king of Jin was sealed.

And on that day, what happened on the night when Dongling Xuehan and Dongling Xiu attempted to rebel?

The current emperor is still Dongling Chutian. So, did Dongling Xuehan not rebel at all that night, or did he fail to defeat the king? And what kind of punishment did he get with Dongling Xiu?

She has no way of knowing this. The head is now in chaos and can't get an answer. In drowsiness, Su Nianwei fell asleep in the room.

...

I don't know how long it took, Su Nianwei was woken up by a itch in her ear. She opened her eyes hazyly and saw a face cleaner than a woman. Immediately, he was shocked and bounced reflexively.

"Are you awake?" The man asked irrelevantly, as if what he had done was so taken for granted.

Su Nianwei swallowed and looked at him with contemptuous face. At the same time, he looked at his clothes. Fortunately, they were intact.

"What do you want to do?" At night, he didn't sleep and blew in her ear. Isn't this man a little perverted?

The teenager was amused by Su Nianwei's vigilant appearance, and he raised an unfathomable arc at the corners of his mouth: "Of course I came to see you!"

"What's so beautiful about me? Moreover, it's so late. If you come to see me, it will make me mistakenly think that you are wrong."

The teenager curled his lips and looked careless. Then, he bent down and muttered in an ambiguous tone in his ear, "Do you think the king will like it with your appearance? Haha... Don't worry, the beauty in the house is like a cloud. I'm not interested in little daisies like you.

"You..." Su Nianwei listened and blushed. The teenager in front of him smiled like a demon and spoke more bitterly, which was more difficult than Dongling Xuehan and Dongling Chutian in those years.

"Is I ugly?" Unconsciously, Su Nianwei picked up his face in a panic and subconsciously thought of whether Dongling Chutian would accept himself if he saw himself now? Although her face used to be like a fairy, she liked herself more than that face. After all, she is the most real self now. And will he love her again?

Looking at her slightly panicked expression, he smiled and shook his head; "No, no, in fact, it's more than enough to be a maid!"

"I..." Su Nianwei, who was about to refute, stood behind the door and suddenly felt that her beauty was sometimes better than them. For a moment, she, who was a little ashamed, stared at him angrily and said, "If you came to me, then you did it."

"Haha... It's really straightforward. It's different from her woman!"

"Are you praising me or belittling me?"

"Then this is what the benevolent see and the wise see wisdom!"

"You..." Seeing this face, Su Nianwei had an impulse to flatten, and at the same time, he was also indescribably lonely and sad.

Yes, this teenager made her see the shadow of Dongling Xuehan. He once embarrassed her the first time he met her and angered her with bad words from time to time. The teenager is a little similar to him, but he is much colder and more restrained than the teenager. At the same time, the teenager did not have the murderous spirit emanating from him. This is also the reason why he is more similar to Dongling Chutian.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Su Nianwei's angry face, he suddenly looked at himself with resentment and sadness. While being shocked, the teenager couldn't help thinking about what the woman was thinking. Why is her behavior always so strange and her eyes are so unpredictable?

She put away her thoughts and said coldly, "Nothing."

Is that right? I found that you were very unhappy. Did you think of something? Completely occupied by curiosity, he asked unrelentingly.

Su Nianwei rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "Whappiness and don't do your business. What did you find out so late?"

Discovering that her anger was about to attack, the teenager quickly took out her NOKIAn7 from his waist and said with an interesting face; "How can this thing make it make a sound, just like you did today, tell me how?"

Su Nianwei's strong anger, "so--" rose straight up, suppressing her who was not angry, and finally couldn't stand it; "Kid, you robbed my things and locked me up. Now you still want me to teach you how to use him. Don't you think this is nonsense?"

The teenager also seemed to realize this and immediately said with a little shame but an unrepentant smile; "Uh...hehe... It's also... That's right!"

"Since you know this, please come back!"

"Do not panic, if I exchange terms with you, can you teach me?"

"Conditions?" Su Nianwei's eyes raised and coldly went to him.

The teenager nodded; "Yes, what you want and what you want to get, as long as the king's category and so on, I can satisfy you."

Su Nian listened and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Well, it's a deal. Now I tell you that this thing has many functions. Well, every time I teach you a function, you have to answer me a question, okay?

"Is it so simple to answer the question?" The teenager frowned, which was a little incredible.

"Yes." Although it seems too cheap for him to answer questions, Su Nianwei is not a fuel-efficient lamp. After all, ordinary people can't play this mobile phone, and the ancients can't even understand the buttons. She can teach him each function, but if she can't remember, she will come back to her later. At that time, she could use him for other conditions.

"Well, you can ask, I will say everything. But after you answer, you have to tell me its function!"

"Well, let me ask you, what's your name?"

After hearing this, the teenager was slightly stunned and then laughed loudly. "You are really bold. You are the first person to ask my name like this, and you are also the first person who doesn't know my name!"

Su Nianwei rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense. The name is just used to be called. Do you still regard it as an ornament? Answer quickly. If you can't answer, then we will stop the game.

The teenager's face stiffened and looked a little embarrassed, but it was fleeting and left no trace; "Dongling Jingyuan."

"Sure enough, it's his brother..."

"Whose brother?" The teenager leaned over and looked puzzled.

A self-deprecating smile flashed on Su Nianwei's face; "Nothing, let me teach you how to play this song!"

"No, you can ask what you want to ask in one go. After everything is clear, I will let you pass it on. What do you think?"

"It's okay!"

"Well, keep asking!"

"How many brothers are you, Chutian from Dongling?"

"Why do you call the king's name? Aren't you afraid to kill your head?" The teenager turned from shock and suddenly went out of the window, as if he was afraid that idle people would pass by.

Su Nianwei smiled faintly, and his eyes were a little bleak; "He won't kill me!"

Dongling Jingyuan, who was supposed to be complaining for his royal brother, saw such a plain and sad eyes, and his anger suddenly turned into a full of surprise; "Are you so confident? Although the imperial brother did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, there is such a crime in the code of the Central Power of Eastern Qin. All ordinary people who dare to call today's name as taboo should be. If the royal clan is like this, they will be removed from their official positions, demoted to common people, and travel to the streets to show the public.

"If you want to expose me, then you can do it now. If you don't want to expose me, then answer my question. Anyway, she kept this life and wanted to see Dongling Chutian. If his brother kills her to plead guilty, it will complete her.

Looking at Su Nianwei's shocking behavior, Dongling Jingyuan took a deep breath and said in a sharp tone; "Are you not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid, but I think I should bet more than death. Otherwise, when I really die, I will have regrets.

"You..."

"Let's get back to the story!"

Dongling Jingyuan looked up at her. There was not much expression on his light face, and there was a faint sadness like water recalling the years. He stopped talking, and after all, he did not ask; "I am his thirteenth brother."

"Do you know that the regent plotted the king of Han to assassinate the emperor on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival a few days ago?"

Huh? What did you say? A few days ago?" Dongling Jingyuan's big thin lips seemed to be stuffed with an egg.

Looking at his shocked appearance, Su Nianwei frowned and said impatiently, "What's the matter? Don't you know?"

Dongling Jingyuan glanced at her with a strange face, and then laughed: "Hey, you are so stupid. How can I not know such a big thing? That was four years ago. Because of that, the whole dynasty was shocked and even regretted the inside and outside.

"What happened four years ago?" Su Nianwei's eyes widened in horror, and she was in a cold sweat. She held Dongling Jingyuan's arm and said in disbelief; "You said it was four years ago? So how many years is it now?

Dongling Jingyuan shook her away and shook his head contemptuously and sighed; "It seems that you are really stupid that you don't even know this. It is the seventh day of the fifteenth year of Jinghe. In another month, it will be the 11th ceremony of the emperor's accession to the throne. No, you don't even know this, do you? Are you still a citizen of Eastern Qin? Or is it a detailed work sent by other countries?

"...Eleven-year ceremony..." Su Nian muttered softly that when she was there, he was only ten years old when she ascended the throne. When she left, he was still a teenager who had just turned 17 and left for only four days. Why did he spend four years here?

What happened in four years? What has changed? No wonder, back to the original world, she lived like a year, but here, it's really a year...

"Hey, woman, don't you think four years have passed four days?" Seeing Su Nianwei in extreme shock, Dongling Jingyuan became lancholy for a moment.

"Tell me what happened that day?"

"That day? Which day?" Some Dongling Jingyuan in the fog was completely stunned by Su Nianwei's words.

"It was the Mid-Autumn Festival night when King Han and the regent tried to usurp the throne."

"What do you want to know about this?" Dongling Jingyuan suddenly approached like a demon and said in her ear, "Do you have anything to do with this?"

Su Nianwei pushed him away with a palm and said with a pale face; "You answer me, what happened that night?"

Dongling Jingyuan, who was bored, seemed to be getting used to her rudeness, so he said with self-pity. "At that time, I didn't know much about it. After all, I was young and couldn't step into the palace to listen to politics at the age of 12. I only heard that this rebellion was caused by a woman in a brothel. From beginning to end, it's all her fault.

Hearing this, Su Nianwei's heart ached violently. The scene of that night was vivid in my mind again. Dongling Xuehan's sad eyes, Dongling Chutian's gaze, Dongling Xiu's hateful pupils, these are the most unforgettable memories of her life.

"Alas, I really don't understand why the wise and calm, wise and magical royal brother who governs the country is bold, sharp, the decisive king of Han, and the dictatorship, who has unique eyes and is good at everything. How can the ambitious regent Dong Lingxiu submit to a woman in a brothel at the same time? Under the skirt!"

Speaking of this, Dongling Jingyuan's eyes are full of regret; "Since the beauty has chosen the country, why can't you let go of the beauty?"

Su Nianwei sneered slightly; "Even if you get the country, without beauty, enjoying your life alone is like an empty life."

"This is a woman's opinion!"

"I don't want to argue with you. Tell me what the result is?"

"The result is now. King Han suddenly remembered his brotherhood and realized at the critical moment that he gave up the rebellion, and the regent and he were both captured."

"How are they...?" Su Nianwei's voice trembled a little. She knew that there was only one such ending, that is, Dongling Xuehan gave up his imperial dream according to her request. In this life, she was destined to owe him too much, but she could never repay it. In the afterlife, she will definitely work hard for him.

Dongling Jingyuan's eyes were a little compassionate and his tone was indifferent; "What else can I do? I don't know who knows the regent's ambitions in the world. It has always been hindered by powerful forces, and the emperor can't do anything against him. This time, he just took advantage of this opportunity to exploit everything. For a person who is about to get the world, but suddenly has nothing, this blow is more deadly than death. Therefore, after two years of depression in the dungeon, he finally died of illness.

Hearing the word death, Su Nianwei felt more and more uncomfortable. In an instant, it was sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, astringent, and our taste was completely overturned and scattered in his mouth. For a moment, it was stuck in his throat and he was unbearable to swallow.

Unexpectedly, in her past four days, the man who had tortured her for several years and changed her life left like this.

For him, there is no resentment or hatred, but only a disaster, a doomed disaster. Without him, she would not have met Dongling Chutian, and all this would not have happened in front of her.

At the beginning, how much she wanted to kill him with her own hands, but now when she heard the news of his death, she was no longer aware of it. A silent sadness spread all over her body. Yes, he is poor. The regent of the great Eastern Qin Dynasty, many years ago, he was in high spirits. He dominated the situation and consecrationed all sentient beings. Now, due to the crime of usurping the throne, he was edicted to cut the title, withdraw the temple and finally died in prison.

Finally, she understood that everything was a causal cycle. Even if he didn't kill him with his own hands, he died in the scourge of this hegemony because of himself. Perhaps, if the reborn self does not appear, he may be the emperor of today, a powerful life and a luxurious life. However, there are too many possible and hypotheses in life, but they can't predict the future.

After Su Nianwei heard the news, his face changed. Although Dongling Jingyuan was good at observing his face, he could not see the reason.

He looked at her indifferently for a long time and looked at her pale and painful face. He frowned and said in a slightly concerned tone, "What? Do you know Uncle?"

"No, I don't know!"

"Then why are you so sad?"

"I just feel sorry for the defeat of a generation of heroes. If only he had been loyal to Eastern Qin and had no different intentions!"

Is that right? If you really talk about Xiaoxiong, in fact, my ninth brother Han Wang Dongling Xuehan can really be counted. If he hadn't turned back at the beginning and was not confused by the throne, the world would not have been so peaceful today. Maybe it has already changed.

"How is he now?" Speaking of Dongling Xuehan, Su Nianwei's heart was cold and desolate.

The stubborn child has lived his life in hatred and jealousy, but all his hopes at the last moment are also cruelly shattered. This is unfair to him.

"Alas..." Speaking of Dongling's snowy cold, Dongling Jingyuan's eyes also flashed with a complex color. He sighed and then faded; "He is the most pathetic. I'm afraid he will pass in prison in this life. It's really worthless for a woman to be bound.

"What are you talking about? Is he also in prison?" Su Nianwei listened and was shocked.

Dongling Jingyuan nodded silently; "Since the night he rebelled four years ago, he has been beaten to prison by his brother and has not come out yet."

"But isn't he at a critical moment, repent and bow down?"

"That's why he has to live and hasn't died so far."

"But it's more cruel than killing him."

"That's the only way. Who made him be angry at that time, but he retreated at an important moment. As the saying goes, those who achieve hegemony must not be soft-hearted, otherwise they will fall. So, this is the price he has to pay.

"No, does the emperor really want to treat his own brother so cruelly?" When she asked here, her heart was still bleeding. Finally, their brotherhood has come to an end, and they will never stop until you die. Is this the fate of the royal family? Is this God's arrangement?

"The assassination of the emperor and the conspiracy to usurp the throne are the charges of killing the nine clans. Even the emperor can't protect him. At the request of the ministers, it was fortunate that Ling Chi was not executed.

"Is there no other way?"

"No!" Dongling Jingyuan said decisively, and the expression on his face was cold and cold.

She said, "At least he is also your own brother. Don't you have any friendship?"

Dongling Jingyuan looked at her deeply and sneered at himself; "Haha... Born in the royal family, who is involuntarily, there is only a huge gap in strength between brothers, and there is no flesh and blood. Since I was a child, my mother taught me to remember this!"

"I see!" After saying that, she gently closed her eyes and let the tears in her eyes slide down the corners of her eyes until there was a salty and salty taste on her lips.

He saw her tears, which were as sincere and clear as a spring. Underconsciously, he raised his palm and stroked it.

At this moment, in tears, she seemed to see the young man as warm as jade. The corners of his eyes was always a melancholy man. Many years ago, he also looked at himself with such pain.

Suddenly, she couldn't help being full of heartache and threw herself into his arms. She cried loudly, like a lost child who couldn't find her home.

He was stunned and looked at what happened in front of him, but let her rain-like soft fist hit him. For the first time, he was so presumptuous. For the first time, he saw a woman dared to fall into his arms and cry so calmly. For the first time, a woman dared to beat him.

She said, "Why... Why... Why do you treat him like this? Why don't you let him go... Is the brotherhood with blood thicker than water so vulnerable..."

She cried feebly, full of resentment, humiliation, sadness, sadness, and mixed feelings for a moment, converging into a thin water line, slowly dripping down, splashing on the back of his hand, and there was a burning pain.........

In her life, she owes Dongling Xuehan. And all the damage she caused to him was like a sharp silver thorn, stuck in the deepest part of his heart. I'm afraid he can't get it in his life.