He was reflecting, but there was a hint of peace and joy in his eyes. His hands kept moving, and the sound of the blade moving through the flesh was accompanied by screams and wails.
It was originally his favorite lullaby.
Now he frowned in annoyance.
"So noisy."
The prisoner, suspended in the air by iron chains, made a hoarse sound in his throat.
Fresh blood flowed down the silk gloves and dripped onto the ground, forming blood flowers.
Even through a thin layer of silk, Fu Yao could still imagine the sticky touch of blood coagulating on his fingertips.
The perception that was no longer familiar to him in the past became particularly strange when he thought of the woman who might be waiting for his return.
Fu Yao was keenly aware of the changes in himself.
He was stunned for a second, then took off his gloves and threw the dagger in his hand to the jailer beside him: "I have something else to do, you come."
"Yes."
The screams were gradually left behind him.
Fu Yao washed his hands and washed his slender white fingers over and over again with an expressionless face until his skin turned red. Then he wiped his hands with a handkerchief with dissatisfaction.
Killing those who wanted to harm Jiang Jiang with just one sword was too easy for them.
He had been paying attention since a few days ago when a young lady was able to know the guards' shifts around the Yangxin Palace.
Later, the secret guard sent to monitor her brought an unbelievable piece of information.
This woman seemed to be able to predict what would happen in the future.
Or maybe, she is the one who comes back to life again.
This may sound absurd, but our country is vast and we see many extraordinary people every year, so such an encounter is not completely impossible.
Fu Yao exchanged her secret for her safe departure from the palace and reuniting with her grandparents.
Just now I know——
It turned out that Jiang Jiang did not exist in the previous life, and his Jiang Jiang died before he met him.
As expected, he lived alone until he grew old.
This was not something difficult to accept. After all, if he had not met Jiang Jiang, this was what he had always believed would be his ending.
䥍.
They should never have attacked Jiang Jiang. Their Jiang Jiang was sent to hell by these disgusting ants, withering away the years when she should have been shining the most.
Whenever I think of these things, I can’t hide the anger in my heart.
After finding out that the Jiang family master was the mastermind behind the incident, he ordered his men to put him in jail.
He was repeatedly brought back to life and tortured to the brink of death.
He died three days later.
After doing all this, I didn't feel refreshed at all, but rather empty.
This emptiness can only be alleviated by holding on to Jiang Jiang tightly.
Only by confirming that she was still by his side, that she was still alive in this world, could he feel that he was still alive and his heart was still beating.
The sound of a night watch drum from deep within the prison drew him away from his thoughts. Fu Yao frowned and stared at the clepsydra.
Thinking that Jiang Jiang Ying was waiting for him to have dinner together at this time, his brows softened.
He waved his sleeves slightly, a silver light flashed, and the voice begging for mercy in the distance stopped.
it's all over.
From now on, the previous life is the previous life, and the present life is the present life.
Amid the sound of the night watch, Fu Yao walked out of the palace on the moonlit ground.
The waning moon in the sky is like a hook.
The moonlight stretched his shadow very long.
Perhaps there really is reincarnation in this world, and those who bullied him in the past died at his hands.
He also suffered backlash because he had committed too many murders.
Fu Yao never believed in ghosts and gods, but now he only hoped that God would treat his lover better and better.
As for the backlash, let it all happen to him alone.
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