Gao Yuankang's cold expression subsided, and he also said a little coldly: "You are wrong. It's not that I am despicable. Everything is the masterpiece of your good sister."

Song Anle glanced at Song Xiaojing angrily, and could hear Gao Yuankang's words. He was not so satisfied with Song Xiaojing's behavior. I think everything Song Xiaojing did was not Gao Yuankang's arrangement, so Song Anle said sarcastically: "A dignified king is not as cruel as a woman. It seems that you are indeed not a good seedling who owns the world."

"Are you angry with me?" Gao Yuankang looked up at Song Anle. Although his tone was full of questioning, he looked more sinister and more cunning.

"Wrong." Song Anle said frankly: "It's a sarcasm."

Even in Gao Yuankang's hands, Song Anle still did not show any weakness, because she could only bet on psychological tactics with Gao Yuankang. At least she would not seem so passive, and she could still buy more time for Gao Yuanshang.

"I will let you pay the price for these two words." Gao Yuankang said, and had quickly stabbed the long sword at Gao Yuanshang. Song Anle's mind was tense at the extreme. With the position of Gao Yuankang's sword head, she loosened her breath.

The long sword was pressed against Gao Yuanshang's chest, as if as long as he moved lightly, the sharp long sword would pierce Gao Yuanshang's heart, but Gao Yuanshang did not dodge at all.

When Song Anle saw that Gao Yuanshang had not dodged, it was obviously because of her, but Gao Yuankang also took back his sword, so she said anxiously: "Gao Yuankang, please put down the sword quickly. I angered you. If you have the ability, come to me."

"It's okay to come for you." Gao Yuankang finally took back the sword, but he handed the sword in Song Anle's hands. Because he didn't know what he intended, Song Anle looked at him with an unknown look.

"Hold it." Gao Yuankang forced the hilt of the sword into Song Anle's hand. He raised her hand again, controlled the direction of her hand, and stabbed the sword straight in front of Gao Yuanshang.

"No." Song Anle retreated in fear, but Gao Yuankang controlled her hand strength, so she wanted to take it back, but she couldn't move at all.

Gao Yuankang smiled meaninglessly: "As long as you stab in hard, he will be free in this life."

"No, no." Song Anle struggled hard, but did not dare to use force. She was afraid that if she accidentally moved, the sharp long sword might pierce Gao Yuanshang's heart at any time, so she could only retreat helplessly.

Gao Yuan didn't want Song Anle to see too many emotions, and he also knew that Gao Yuankang would not let them go easily. Instead of putting each other in danger, it would be better to let him sacrifice himself. After all, he is the biggest key that Gao Yuankang regards.

Gao Yuankang looked at their helpless choices and felt a sense of evil satisfaction. He admitted that none of this was what he imagined. Although everything was ten times more beneficial than the effect he had planned, he could not find a source of happiness.

The arrow was on the string, and even when it was fired, he was sober and confused in his consciousness. He kept telling himself that what he wanted was this country, but he had never imagined what the country was and what his ultimate goal was.

Gao Yuankang forced himself to think too much at this critical moment, so he suddenly said: "Gao Yuanshang, being able to die at the hands of your beloved woman is also considered as my king's brotherhood with you, and you should have no regrets in your life."

Gao Yuanshang also made a decision in his heart, so he said earnestly: "The biggest regret of my life is that I have not kept a brotherly relationship, but you have let me see clearly what the human heart and morality are. No matter who owns the world, I hope to take the people as my parents and give the people as my lifeline. I hope you will also recognize this."

Gao Yuankang glanced at him expressionlessly, and suddenly he felt whether his unclear thoughts could achieve what Gao Yuanshang said, but the people of the world did not appear in his thinking.

Gao Yuanshang said to Song Anle again with a tender look on his face: "Anle, this life encounter is a love that has not ended in the previous life, and a love that has not been exhausted in this life. I believe it will be a debt that will be a debt that will be in the next life. I am willing to pay you back in the next life. I hope you can give me this opportunity for the debt that I owe to you. Of course, you can also choose to hate me or not give me a chance, but nothing will be an obstacle to my love for you."

"Gao Yuanshang, if you dare to leave me alone, I swear that I will never give you the right to love me in this life, in the next life, in the next life." The more ruthless Song Anle said, the more she could not control the tears she had endured for too long. So when the tears passed across her cheeks, she did not feel heavy, but instead felt that she had released her long-depressed emotions, and she could breathe boldly and cry boldly.

"Forgive me, I really love you so much, forgive me." Gao Yuanshang locked his eyebrows with a deep look on his face. After he finished speaking, he suddenly pressed his body against the sword head. Song Anle grabbed the sword hilt and trembled in the air. Gao Yuankang moved the hilt in time, but still did not prevent the long sword from stabbing Gao Yuanshang's chest.

"Yuan Shang, Yuan Shang." Song Anle trembled and called out his name, and her tears blurred her gaze. She looked at Gao Yuan Shang with a dull look on her face. Even if the eyes were encroached by tears, she still dared not stir up her eyes. She was still afraid that she would never see Gao Yuan Shang again in the blink of an eye.

Song Anle stretched out her trembling jade hand. She wanted to grab Gao Yuanshang, but the distance was too far and she couldn't reach it, and she didn't have the strength to move her feet. She just stared at Gao Yuanshang in a daze.

Gao Yuanshang covered the blood rolling out of his chest, perhaps because he was enduring the pain in his body, so he frowned deeply, and had too many complicated emotions in his painful expression, but his affectionate eyes never left looking at Song Anle.

Seeing that Gao Yuanshang's injury was not fatal with one sword, Song Xiaojing deliberately pushed Song Anle from behind. Song Anle had lost her soul's body. Under her push, she fell forward. The hilt of the sword in front of her was pushed into Gao Yuanshang's body by her body.

"The eldest prince." As he shouted nervously, he still couldn't tell who it was. The voice of the voice was even more tense, only knowing that they all surrounded him.

Gao Yuanshang suddenly vomited blood from his mouth, and his body fell to his knees without any support. He supported his body with one knee and one arm, and his other hand was still covering his chest. The gushing blood still drowned his big hand, but he still stubbornly did not let himself lie down.

Gao Yuankang promptly supported Song Anle's fallen body, and also prevented the sword from passing through Gao Yuanshang's body. However, the position of Gao Yuanshang's heart was obviously enough to be fatal.

Song Anle was like a body that had lost her soul. She collapsed weakly in Gao Yuankang's arms. Looking at the dying Gao Yuanshang, she had no consciousness or a blank mind until she brought her into the dark sight.

Song Anle fainted in Gao Yuankang's arms, and Gao Yuanshang finally closed his eyes tightly in the pool of blood. Everyone unexpectedly thought that the ending was cruel, so their emotions were frozen at this moment with the unknown person.

Song Xiaojing was finally able to show off her power at this time. She walked up to her and said loudly: "Come on, arrest all these rioters, and no one is allowed to be let go."

Gao Yuankang held Song Anle in one arm, he freed up a hand and grabbed Song Xiaojing in front of him. He looked up at Song Xiaojing and said with a cold face: "Do you know, what kind of woman I hate the most in my life?"

Song Xiaojing was trembling and did not dare to breathe in a panic. Looking at Gao Yuankang like this, it was the first time she saw her, so she said tremblingly: "The king Lin's preferences are unsure, and I don't know, but I know very well that what King Lin wants to do now is to eliminate the roots, not to care about his children's love."

"I hate you. I know everything, but I insist on pretending not to know anything, hypocritical and artificial." Gao Yuankang aggressively grabbed Song Xiaojing in front of him. The already petite Song Xiaojing was pulled up by him like a chicken.

When Song Xiaojing was still panic, she suddenly opened her mouth and stared at Gao Yuankang with incredible eyes. The pain that could erode her almost at any time gradually moved along her abdomen into every cell.

Gao Yuankang still said expressionlessly: "I have warned you that if you can be your princess with peace of mind, perhaps the position around you can still be retained for you. It is you who ruined your life. Don't resent, this is your own sin."

"No...no...this is impossible..." A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Song Xiaojing's mouth. There was also a terrifying look in her tranced eyes, and the wish that could be obtained with only one hand in front of her.

Gao Yuankang's deep eyes narrowed slightly. In order to make Song Xiaojing go clearly, he said coldly again: "I want to tell you that child is not my seed at all."

Song Xiaojing frowned, and another surprised and complicated expression and eyes. This moment was the only time she had experienced what regrets were in her life. Unfortunately, life did not give her another chance to repent. She opened her mouth and uttered three words with difficulty, "Why...?"

"You never want to know why." After Gao Yuankang finished speaking, he stabbed the dagger in his hand into Song Xiaojing's body. His sharp eyes showed too many complex emotions, and even he himself didn't know what kind of emotions he was facing.
Chapter completed!