Chapter 262: Release my mother in exchange for her life

Zhu Yin's cold eyes swept across Su Qinyao's face, causing her to shiver suddenly.

She didn't know why, but those gloomy eyes gave her a sense of déjà vu, and she inexplicably didn't dare to speak again.

Zhu Yin stared at Xiao Nanyan, forcing him to make a decision early:

"Nan Yan, where's your former ruthlessness? When you were sixteen years old and slaughtered thirty miles of rebels at night, did you ever show any mercy? Besides that blood relationship, what else do you have with Helian Cong? And yet, Brother Beicheng has loved you for fourteen years. Are you simply not going to avenge him now?"

Xiao Nanyue's knuckles turned pale as he gripped the hilt of the sword, but he pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak.

Helian Cong, on the other hand, stumbled forward a few steps, a look of panic on his face:

"No, if you want to kill, kill me, don't hurt her!"

Su Xianrou stared at Helian Cong's anxious face, and her eyes suddenly became misty:

"Helian Cong, why are you doing this? You are the Emperor of Tianqi, you must not die. I also don't want Yan'er to be labeled as a patricide. After all, I am the one who should die. In fact, I should have died eight years ago!"

She stared at Zhu Yin fiercely with tearful eyes:

"I don't know why you hate me so much. What grudge do we have against each other? Perhaps you and Bei Cheng are just brothers with deep affection. Then, just kill me. I only beg you not to force my Yan'er anymore."

Zhu Yin's sinister eyes lingered on Su Xianrou's face for a moment. His sword-holding hand trembled slightly, and a sneer appeared on his lips:

"Why, are you heartbroken about killing Helian Cong? You've been repenting in front of Brother Beicheng's spirit tablet for so many years, but you still can't forget your old lover?"

Su Xianrou's face turned pale all of a sudden:

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhu Yin ignored her and continued to pressure Xiao Nanyan:

"Nan Yan, Uncle Zhu Yin keeps his word. Even if he becomes your enemy, today, he wants to see what choice you make."

Xiao Nanyan's face was filled with gloom and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Zhu Yin pressed down the sword a little more, and a streak of blood splashed across Su Xianrou's snow-white neck.

"Nan Yan, if you don't kill Helian Cong now, I..."

"Zhu Yin, don't force Nan Yan anymore!"

Helian Cong suddenly shouted and snatched the sword from a guard beside him.

He fought like a trapped beast, the long sword trembling against his neck:

"In my life, I have let Rou'er down, and I am even more ashamed of Nan Yan. The situation today is all my fault."

He turned to look at Xiao Nanyan, then looked at Helian Feng on the hunting platform, with a relieved smile in his eyes:

"Today is a day of atonement and liberation. I do not want to watch my two sons kill each other. As the thirteenth emperor of Tianqi, I hereby issue an oral decree that I committed suicide. This death has nothing to do with Regent Xiao Nanyan, and no one is allowed to hold him accountable!"

He once again looked at the woman he loved deeply in his life:

"Rou'er, this is the only right thing I have done for you."

"Helian Cong, don't!"

Su Xianrou's eyes widened and she screamed, trying to break free from Zhu Yin's grip, but she saw Helian Cong had already slashed his sword towards her neck.

Helian Cong knew that today's deadlock was difficult to break. He couldn't bear to watch his two sons fight to the death. No matter who died, he couldn't bear it.

He also hoped that because of his death, Xiao Nanyue would let go of his hatred and release his half-brothers.

Especially, it can save the life of the woman he loves most in his life, so it is worth dying for.

At this critical moment, a silver light broke through the air—

Xiao Nanyue's Jinghong sword came like lightning, accurately knocking down the long sword in Helian Cong's hand.

Helian Cong looked at the long sword that fell to the ground, then looked at Xiao Nanyan with a cold expression, and a hint of joy welled up in his eyes:

"Nan Yan, don't you want me to die?"

Xiao Nanyan glanced at him calmly:

"Death cannot atone for sins; living is suffering."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned like lightning and was close to Helian Shu in a flash. He grabbed her long hair and pulled her out of the dust.

With the crisp sound of the golden step-shaking ornament falling to the ground, the Jinghong Sword had already firmly pressed against Helian Shu's slender neck.

Helian Shu screamed, and the girl's pale face turned blue-gray:

"Brother Yan, are you going to kill me? Please, let me go..."

Xiao Nanyan turned a deaf ear to him, staring intently at Zhu Yin:

"Uncle Zhuyin saved her twice, which made me a little curious——"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at his opponent in a stalemate. He pressed his sword slightly, causing Helian Shu to let out a broken sob:

"I was thinking, this woman seems very important to Uncle Zhu Yin? Why don't we discuss some terms?"

Zhu Yin's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword paused slightly, with a deliberately cold tone in his voice:

"She and I have never met before. Saving her twice was just a coincidence..."

"Oh?" Xiao Nanyan interrupted him:

"Since it's unimportant, and this princess is a fake anyway, keeping her would only bring shame to the Tianqi royal family. Since I have the virtue of mercy, I will take the trouble to get rid of her!"

As he spoke, he was about to take action, without any hesitation in his eyes.

"stop!"

There was finally a crack in Zhu Yin's shout:

"What terms do you want to negotiate?"

Xiao Nanyan raised a determined smile:

"Release my mother in exchange for her life."