Yuwen Shi was taken aback. His face, which was usually filled with a vague emotion, visibly trembled. After a moment, his eyes dimmed. "You're right. When has our Yuwen royal family ever had any kinship? Before, it was Yu Fangxian. Father watched him fight with you. And even when I was in Fengnuan City, he didn't let me go. It seems that Qingyue and I are living a happy life far away from the capital, but in reality, it's just an unfathomable abyss. He separated us from childhood and made us hinder each other. Over the years, we have indeed long lost our kinship. There is no kinship in the entire Yuwen royal family."
"Yes, how many times has Yuwen Xian tried to assassinate me in secret, and you were involved in it all. But he could only suffer in silence. As for Yuwen Qingyue, if you really cared about her, she wouldn't have appeared in the capital in the first place, and she wouldn't have become our good father's pawn."
Yuwen Yao coldly stared at Yuwen Shi, "You're just after your own interests. You finally recovered, and now you want to use your sister as a stepping stone to pave a prosperous path for yourself."
Yuwen Yao's blunt remark caused Yuwen Shi's expression to change slightly.
"So stop pretending to plead with me. If it weren't for you, Qin'er wouldn't know the truth."
As soon as Yuwen Yao finished speaking, he swept his wide sleeves and left calmly, leaving Yuwen Shi standing there alone, looking at the sky and the earth, a vast and boundless expanse, yet it seemed that suddenly, he could not grasp anything.
I have never owned anything.
“Yuwen Yao, I have nothing, and so do you.”
Yuwen Shi suddenly lost his composure and shouted.
Yuwen Yao kept walking. "I have nothing, so I can't let others have nothing either, and I won't let the people of Beirong lose their loved ones again, or let them live in fear."
"I won't ask you to kill Qingyue."
After saying this, Yuwen Shi disappeared the next moment, seemingly heading straight towards the prison of the Prefect of the Capital.
"Your Majesty, should we stop it?"
Tingfeng appeared beside Yuwen Yao and asked a question.
"Ignore him." Yuwen Yao looked at Tingfeng, then gazed towards the palace. "Go into the palace and find the Emperor Emeritus."
"Even if you find the retired emperor, can you kill him?"
Ahead, from the darkness, a slender, graceful figure emerged, her starry eyes, brimming with a thousand rays of light, fixed intently on Yuwen Yao.
"Qin'er...you haven't left the city yet."
Yuwen Yao was clearly surprised, and in that moment of surprise, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
"Qin Xun is dead, Yuwen Yao, another person who helped me is dead." Nan Lingqin closed her eyes lightly, and when she opened them again, her expression was cold and serene.
"I will find out as soon as possible," Yuwen Yao said.
"check?"
Nan Lingqin sneered, "Yuwen Qingyue's appearance here today is clearly intended to make the people question you. So, I can't think of anyone else who would do this, who would kill Qin Xun, and why is she still alive when she should be dead... "Nan Lingqin suddenly looked at Yuwen Yao, her eyes turning icy cold, "And back then, at the foot of that snow cliff, I can't think of anyone else who saved her besides you, Yuwen Yao.
Yuwen Yao's eyes were filled with sorrow. "I didn't save her."
"Then tell me, who saved her?"
Yuwen Yao suddenly fell silent.
“Yuwen Yao, you’re right. We were never meant to be together. Not only that, but from the very beginning, there have been too many rifts between us. Now it’s not a question of whether you want to die or not, but whether I must kill Yuwen Shu.”
“I told you, as long as you don’t conquer the capital of Beirong, don’t fully comprehend the Cloud Technique, and don’t cure the poison in your body, I will not ask you to kill him. Because I still need to live to help you make arrangements after you obtain Beirong.”
"Oh, you're really generous."
Nan Lingqin glanced sideways, raised her hand, and rubbed her sore eyes. "Yuwen Yao, why do we have to torture each other like this? You shouldn't have provoked me in the first place..."
Her voice trailed off, tinged with a sob. Nan Lingqin turned and disappeared, leaving only her faint fragrance in the air.
Tingfeng looked on, wanting to say something, but ultimately shut his mouth under Yuwen Yao's icy expression.
Why is God so cruel to them?
...
The Northern Royal Family, the Imperial Palace.
Although Yuwen Shu is now the retired emperor, he has not moved out and still lives in the palace. His daily life is managed by the Holy Maiden.
Of course, the Holy Maiden's movements were also restricted by Yuwen Yao.
"You saved Yuwen Qingyue and made her kill Qin Xun, so that an irreconcilable rift would be created between me and Nan Lingqin?"
At this moment, the main hall door opened, and Yuwen Yao walked in, his body shrouded in the chill of the night, his face filled with anger. He looked at Yuwen Shu, as if a sudden thunderstorm was about to strike.
Yuwen Shu had aged considerably, but his eyes remained sharp and keen, and his face wore a smug and confident smile.
"Yes, I'm the one who ordered her to kill him. How about it? Seeing how angry you are, has Nan Lingqin been stimulated? Has her Cloud Technique been instantly unleashed again?"
Yuwen Shu's urgent tone revealed his most direct purpose.
“As long as I am here, even if she discovers the secrets of the Cloud Technique, you will never get what you want…” Yuwen Yao looked him up and down, his eyes full of contempt.
Yuwen Shu sneered, pointing two fingers around the hall. "Yuwen Yao, if you don't release me and bring Nan Lingqin to my side, I will kill more people. You know that to keep me alive, I need to be nourished with blood. These eunuchs and palace maids, their deaths are also your fault."
"You'll get your comeuppance."
“I will get Nan Lingqin eventually. I have ways to obtain the Yun Clan’s spiritual techniques, things you wouldn’t believe.”
"Are you referring to Yuwen Shi? He's no match for me, so you don't need to count on him anymore. Just stay here and rest. Take one last look at the sunrise, the sunset, and the sunrise. Life is so short, Your Majesty. Even if you go to hell, you should at least adorn yourself with something other than darkness and blood."
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