Chapter 895 Please Stop Him from Turning Dark 28
Jing Yu didn't say anything.
Turn the wheelchair over.
Stop not far away.
His black eyes looked over without a trace of emotion.
The look in his eyes when he looked at the king was very cold.
The king snorted coldly, "Don't look at me like that! You brought this upon yourself! You were born with that fate. You should be grateful to me for not killing you, instead of acting like this."
He took a step forward.
What he regretted most was that he did not kill him when he was born.
So much so that now, the whole country is suffering because of him.
That’s right, the king blamed Jing Yu for everything that happened today. If it weren’t for him, the Snow Flower Kingdom would not have become weaker and weaker over the years.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he rushed forward.
He kicked Jing Yu's wheelchair.
The young man sitting on it immediately fell to the ground.
Aside from the initial change of emotion on his face, there was no emotion at all when he looked up again.
It was as if she would not fight back even if the man in front of her beat or scolded her.
The king kicked the boy once, then looked at the boy lying on the ground, and his anger finally subsided.
Asi wanted to go forward and help Jingyu up.
Jing Yu shook his head at Asi calmly.
The little girl stopped where she was, biting her lip, tears welling up in her big eyes.
After taking a quick look at Asi, Jing Yu's originally sinister eyes finally revealed a hint of tenderness.
He opened his mouth, his tone cold.
"Are you sure now, Wang? I'm already a cripple, what else do you want to do?"
The king said nothing.
I pressed the slightly painful corner of my forehead.
He smiled and said, "The Snowflake Nation has suffered many blows in recent years. Now that the temperature is warming, the entire country will suffer. I will give you one last chance to atone for your sins. You will preside over the sacrificial ceremony the day after tomorrow."
The king finished in a tone that brooked no refusal.
Then he said he was tired.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that it was the maid beside Jing Yu who helped him sit in the wheelchair.
During this time, Jing Yu even let out a long sigh of pain.
The corners of the king's lips slowly curled up.
They returned to their previous residence, Jing Yu's bedroom in the palace.
The room remained in its original state, covered with a layer of dust because no one had been there for a long time.
There are also obvious signs of having been turned over.
Because there are too many people here and Jingyu's legs are "disabled", the cleaning of the house can only be done by Asi.
He looked up apologetically and watched the little girl busying around.
I could only help pass her some things.
"Thanks a lot."
"It's not hard," the little girl immediately curled her lips and whispered, "But I want some candy!"
"good."
Jing Yu also smiled with his lips curved.
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"King, I always feel like the eldest prince's legs are fake!"
The king snorted.
"So what if he's pretending? The sacrifice the day after tomorrow is too good, he'll die anyway!"
"What a brilliant plan, King! When the eldest prince stands on the altar, I will find an opportunity to destroy it. This way, everyone will know that the eldest prince has angered the gods, and using him to offer sacrifices to the heavens will be much more legitimate!"
The king narrowed his eyes.
He said slowly, "I hope everything goes well."
He had no guilt at all for killing his son, but instead felt a little excited.
He felt excited just thinking about killing a demon.
But he forgot that Jing Yu had done nothing since he was born.
All his evil was labeled by those who knew the truth about him.
Using harsh words to target that... once innocent boy.
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