Qi Jingque's hand holding my arm suddenly tightened, and the fire in his eyes spread like a prairie fire, wrapping me up, making me unable to come out of the flames. His voice was even colder as snow, with a strong and unsolvable cold: "Hate, first of all, you must have your life to be there, so that you can really surging. Without your life, all your hatred can only disappear."

"You should be glad that you are still alive, not that you are dead. You should be glad that you can live because I am here, otherwise your hatred will have nowhere to be placed and no one will know."

I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He was telling me that it was his mercy to have this life. Without him, I would be a corpse. Even if I was resurrected from the dead, I would become a cold corpse again.

"So, your love is just a paranoid cry that you can't get," I pressed my hand against my chest, slowly wrapped it up, tiptoed, and sent my neck to him, my eyes full of coldness and disdain: "Kill, anyway, I am also a substitute, and if you kill, I can't resist, right?"

He dragged me from the desperate hell into the world. I thought I could take revenge and live well in the world, but he pushed me into the world without mercy, or the purgatory of the eighteenth floor of hell.

He made me struggle in purgatory, and he stood above and told me condescendingly that he made me die as simple as strangling an ant, and I could only please him if I wanted to live.

This is his love, this is his love that ruined me...

"If a dying person says, you will believe it?" Qi Jingque stared at my outstretched neck for a while, his eyes were red and bloody and asked: "Aren't you very smart? How could you be blinded by a stupid maid?"

I smiled desperately, and I was spitting myself. I smiled and pointed slowly at the hand that pressed my chest. I lay on the ground with no breath: "What do you mean, she will use her life to separate you and me?"

"She wasn't being humiliated by you, she wasn't being killed by you, she was stabbing her heart with a knife, and made a coincidence in her heart?"

I couldn't help but burst into tears. I paused, looked at Qi Jingque's gloomy face, and continued to say: "In other words, as you said, she used her own life to deceive me. Jiu Qiansui said how much she hated you, that she would use her own life to bet after a lifetime of nine deaths?"

Qi Jingque's dark face was three points darker than the darkest night. Faced with my questioning and accusations, he looked straight into my eyes and said, "For you, besides your mother, the person you care about the most is her."

"A person who grew up with you naturally knows what to do, which can make you feel the most despair and despair the most."

My arm was imprisoned by him and it was not as painful as my heart, nor as despair as if I was stabbed from the back, with a fatal despair.

I used all my strength to shake off his confinement on my arm and roared at him: "You humiliated her, and now you have slandered her, Qi Jingque, I have a pair of eyes, I can see it myself."

"You put an old palace maid next to me. You can't get out of bed. What you said was that my health was not good and I had to take medicine, but I just let me have a child with you..."

As I said that, I slapped myself hard. It was this time. I still concealed the fact that he was not a eunuch.

A slap was crisp and loud, and Qi Jingque reached out to catch me. I stepped back and moved his hand away, and his eyes were red and bleeding: "It's so shameful to be with me, and you didn't accept it from beginning to end? What you said to me from beginning to end are lying to me?"

"Yes." My voice was as crisp and loud as I slap myself: "Every moment I'm with you, I smell the bloody smell on you, I feel disgusted."

"Qi Jingque, you are just a person that others don't want. Your biological parents don't want you, and they treat you as the most inferior pig and dog to raise you."

"I don't want you either. In my eyes, you are the most humble person from beginning to end, even if you are nine thousand years old now, below one person and above ten thousand people."

Qi Jingque shook his hands into a fist, his fingers creaked, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out, as if he was walking from the sea of ​​blood pools and corpses, "I'm making you disgusted? My parents don't want me? You don't want me either?"

I was captured by him and took two steps back. When my feet touched Chuxue's body, I suddenly stopped my feet. Facing the evil aura emitted from his body, I was not afraid at all, and straightened my back: "Yes, your parents don't want you, let you be a eunuch, I don't want you either."

"You are a murderer. No one will like a murderer. I won't, never."

"Do you say it again?" Qi Jingque's words squeezed out from his teeth, and his whole body was filled with dark black air, and no light could be seen.

I took two steps back and walked forward. This man was one head taller than me. I stood in front of him and needed to stand on tiptoe to look at him.

"I'll say it many times, it's the same result." The hatred in my eyes, like the black air emitted from his body, collided with him: "Qi Jingque, you killed my relatives and destroyed my home. In this life, you and I will never be good without being alive."

I was blinded by myself, by my own stupidity.

Countless people have already told me that the real messenger behind all the things I have experienced is Empress Dowager Qi Jingque.

But I chose to blind my eyes, and as he helped me out again and again, I felt soft.

I thought about my opponent, I could cry at my grave, ignore the mess, and be careful to hold my body like a treasure and leave the mass grave.

My heart softened, and one side of my heart collapsed.

But this collapse is another one that will never be restored.

Now that I have a clear mind, I understand everything. He took over my mother not because he couldn't take over from the beginning, but because he was waiting for an opportunity to let me deliver my mother to his hands.

He is numbing me, he is a reliable person.

Let me be in the hopelessness and helplessness of the dead. When I see a ray of light, I will think of him in everything I do next that I cannot solve.

First snow is a living example.

I will think of someone I can’t save and he will help me save.

After saving these people I care about will become his most powerful chess pieces, which are used to restrain me and make me weak.

Qi Jingque's mouth curled, bloody, cold and bloodthirsty, stretched out his fingers and stroked my cheeks with his fingertips. His movements were gentle and slow, as if his tenderness was like water, and they were all given to me: "Be good, it's time to vent our vent. It's time to go home. It's too cold outside, and it's not worth the coldness of some irrelevant people."
Chapter completed!