My nemesis ascended the throne

The two of them completely tore their faces apart.

From that day on, Xie An was truly imprisoned by Rong Yan.There was a thin chain on his ankle, dragging on the ground long.There will be a crisp sound when walking.

The door of Duanyi Hall was locked, and the windows were nailed shut. He could not see the sky outside, but could only hear the faint chirping of birds.At most, Rong Yan just hugged him and did nothing, but Xie An would rather poke his own eyes out than look at this evil ghost wearing a fake skin.

Rong Yan trapped him in the palm of his hand, never tired of it.

He has nothing to do every day, he can only take care of some flowers and plants, if he tells about it, others will know that Mr. Xie's family has such a leisurely mind, and they will really laugh out loud.Holding the old cat in his arms, he actually had the illusion of sympathy with the old cat.A few days later, I heard that Nanny Yang of Jinghe Palace had died of illness and had a grand funeral.Rong Yan was in a good mood that day, and he was quietly by Xie An's side, with the sun shining on his face several times, his expression was peaceful and soft, but most of the time, it was full of hostility.

Xie An used to be afraid of the identity of Crown Prince Rong Yan, but now, he doesn't care about anything, so he is no longer afraid.He didn't know what Rong Yan was keeping him for, and it didn't seem to be to satisfy his dirty and despicable desires.

Xie An sneered.How could he not know the way Rong Yan looked at him.

Since when did Rong Yan have feelings for him?he does not know.He just felt that the Rong Yan in his memory was gradually splitting from the Rong Yan in front of him, and finally became two completely different people.

Xie An knew that Rong Yan hated him, and there was no reason for this hatred.When Rong Yan fell into Rong Yan's hands and was tortured, Xie An was completely destroyed.

Rong Yan became more and more irritable.Xie An understood Rong Yan, he was very proud and arrogant, something must have happened to make him so irritable.

"Why don't you eat it?" Rong Yan stared at Xie An, and the little maid next to Xie An was holding the meal in her hand, and looked over anxiously.

Xie An drooped his eyelashes and didn't speak.

Rong Yan laughed, and then his face darkened, his voice was like icy cold wind, "Then chop her up."

"Little by little, smash it into pieces, cook it into porridge, and bring it to you."

Xie An suddenly leaned against the wall and vomited.

The little maid's face was as white as snow, and she kowtowed repeatedly, the poor mute couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy.

"Eat?"

Rong Yan was calm and breezy.

Xie An raised his eyes slightly, but he didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

Rong Yan gently wiped off the stains on Xie An's lips bit by bit, touched his hair with his hands intermittently, and there was a bit of frenzied obsession in his eyes.

His voice was restrained, "Little uncle, you have to wait for me and cut off Rong Jing's head."

Xie An struggled in his arms, but he pulled his hair tight all of a sudden, and put his face close to his, smelling his breath.

"Little uncle, if Rong Jing dies, I will use the Hall of Duanyi as your tomb, okay?"

Lock him up all his life.

Locked until the day he dies.

Flesh and blood rotted in this Duanyi hall.

"Rong Yan!" Xie An shouted, his eyes burning like fire.

Rong Yan kissed him on the face, "Rong Qian and I will both die. Guess, which one will end up?"

"There's one more thing you don't know. The empress mother did it, that lowly mother Rong Yan, before she was strangled to death by the emperor father, she was played rotten by the guards in the harem! If it wasn't for Rong Yan He became the imperial guard who washed the harem with blood, and there are so many cheap fathers of His Majesty here!"

Xie An stared at Rong Yan with his eyes open, and recalled Xie Mingzhu's voice and smile in his mind, but suddenly he couldn't tell his sister's appearance.

After a long time, Rong Yan heard Xie An ask dully, "Does Rong Yan know?"

Rong Yan smiled viciously, "I can know, tell me, Rong Yan doesn't know?"

Xie Mingzhu, to have treated a powerless woman like that!His elder sister covered the sky with one hand in the harem back then, and the evil things she had done were spread out in front of Xie An's eyes like this, and he was almost going crazy.

It turned out one by one

Rong Jing treated him like this at the beginning

Just his retribution.

He deserved to atone for his sister's sins!

He knew that Rong Yan and his sister were not good at Rong Jing, but he never thought that this would happen again!

Xie An's face was as white as paper.

It was already Chen Shi when he opened his eyes again, sat up tiredly, dangling the chain on his feet, listening to the crisp knocking sound, and the meowing of the cat in his arms.

Rong Yan's temper is getting worse.Wearing a dragon robe, he looks more and more like a jumping clown.The pressure from the generals in the court continued unabated, forcing him to retreat irrevocably.He can no longer squander everything that this position can bring him willfully and recklessly. After Rong Yan killed a censor directly at the end, there were more and more angry voices in the court.

Gradually, some market rumors spread.The real prince, the fake emperor.

The prophecy of the monk who was forced to kill because of a sentence of "Ziweixing" was turned up again.

Even many ministers began to doubt whether the one on the dragon chair was a civet cat or the prince.

Later, these rumors became more and more serious day by day.There are more and more people talking, Rong Yan can kill one person, or hundreds of people, but he can't stop Youyou from talking.

What happened afterwards, Xie An actually didn't remember very clearly.

He only remembered that that night, Rong Yan locked the gate of the emperor's bedroom, held a knife in his hand, and killed all the palace servants in the palace. Eunuch Li ran out of the palace, and was stabbed in the chest by a knife. .

Xie An was awakened by screams.

He opened his eyes, the bluestone slabs were red, the curtains were red, the windows were red, and the entire Duanyi Hall was burning red.

Eyes full of blood!

Some people died without resting their eyes, some people's corpses were divided into two parts, and the little maid who often waited on him also died.There was a big hole in the chest.

Every two steps there is a dead body, and everything that comes into view is blood-colored.

Xie An ran up in fright. His feet were still wrapped with thin chains. After running for a long time, he couldn't run anymore and fell under the feet of someone.

The man looked at Xie An tenderly, and helped him up.

"Little uncle, why are you so careless?"

Rong Yan didn't change his mind.He showed his original face, his body shape was still similar to his appearance, his handsome eyebrows were ferocious and terrifying, but there was a treacherous and crazy smile faintly.

Approaching step by step, there is no way to retreat.

"Banquet!"

Xie An screamed.

The knife in Rong Yan's hand was dripping with blood, but he knelt down half-kneeling, and gently stroked his face with his fingers.Xie An's face was smeared with a lot of red from his hands.

"Are you afraid of me? Say?"

"Why are you afraid of me?"

"I killed them because I didn't want them to hinder us."

Xie An shook his head, not looking at Rong Yan.

Rong Yan threw away the knife in his hand, picked him up from the ground, and gently placed him on the bed.

"Is this a dream?"

He asked Xie An.

"This is not a dream. It has not been a dream for the past few years. The queen mother died..."

Rong Yan covered her head, her eyes were bewildered and ferocious again, "I can't leave you to Rong Nan...Little Uncle."

"I want to make him regret it for the rest of his life! He can't beat me in this life!"

"Let's go to see the queen mother together, shall we?"

Rong Yan held Xie An tightly in his arms, and smiled like a psychopath.

"Our family is reunited underground, isn't it good?"

There was a huge impact sound outside the emperor's bedroom, each sound was louder than the sound.

Rong Yan smiled, kissed Xie An's face, his hand landed on Xie An's neck, as long as his hand was a little harder, his slender neck could be cut off.

Not wanting to see the fear in those eyes, he tightly covered Xie An's eyes.

Rong Yan touched his face lightly, and a tear fell lightly on the left cheek.

He looked back at the palace, and the shadow of his childhood self fighting with Xie An flashed past.

Leaning over to entangle Xie An's lips and kissing her, the hand pinching Xie An's neck gradually increased its strength.

Fear not, soon, this will all be over.

On the way to Huangquan, he will accompany him.

This is Xie An's tomb, and it's also his.