Zhen Shan's red lips curved into a cold arc, "What? Are you admiring your masterpiece?"

Sima changed his hands, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and whispered, "Sister."

The young man's voice was very clean, like the first snow melting in the mountains. When he called her gently, it was filled with endless affection and a hint of grievance.

Zhen Shan's eyes flickered, and he slowly closed his eyes, "Unlock the chains."

Sima Yi pursed his lips, "Will you leave?"

Zhen Shan said calmly: "The promise I made to you has been fulfilled. Ayi, I don't owe you anything."

Sima Yi looked at him suddenly, his strange eyes stained with pain, "Sister, after so many years of being together, are you the only one left to be so clear-cut?"

Zhen Shan looked at him, his eyes no longer gentle and cold, "Sima Yi, do you have to force me to explain some things so clearly?"

His face turned pale, and he knelt on one knee in front of her in a surrendering posture, hugging her waist, burying his face in her arms, his voice trembling, "Sister, those who have hurt you, A Yi will let them go."

You have received your retribution. From now on, no one will dare to scold you again, and no one will be able to hurt you. Can you believe me?"

"What if A Yi did something wrong? You said, I will definitely change it, and I will listen to you in everything from now on, okay? If you don't like it, I won't do anything. Just don't leave, don't leave me, okay?"

Zhen Shan's fingertips trembled slightly, but his expression was not moved at all, "What is it about this false tenderness that you should miss? Sima Yi, you are so smart, how could you not see through those clumsy calculations I made back then?"

Sima Yi tightened his arms, "I only know that when I was despised by everyone in the world, it was my sister who took me in, raised me, gave me a shelter from wind and rain, and protected me until now, when everyone despises me

At that time, there was only my sister..."

He choked up and said, "Sister, you said that I own the world, and you said that the world will not end without anyone. But you know, in fact, I only have you. Without light, how can my life not end?"

Zhen Shan frowned and slowly closed his eyes, "I'm sorry, I took advantage of you. I was plotting against you from the first time I met you. It was only because I wanted you to see that you were thrown into a violent cell.

The face of the Queen of the Qing Dynasty, so that I can completely control what you do, Sima Yi, I am actually no different from your mother, selfish and despicable."

Sima Yi trembled all over, "Wouldn't it be better if you controlled me, let the queen plot, and only rescued me in the end? Sister, don't say that again, you have me in your heart, and you are soft-hearted towards me, right?

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The corners of Zhen Shan's eyes were red, but his voice remained cold and cold, "That's because I discovered the purple aura of national destiny in Sima Hu. Only you can completely trample him under your feet. In my eyes, you are just a tool from beginning to end.

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"I don't believe it," Sima Yi firmly grabbed her arm, his demonic eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled to deny and yelled, "Sister, you are lying to me, right?"

Zhen Shan slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the side of his face. He smiled softly and beautifully, but his words seemed so heartless that he couldn't bear the load.

"Ayi, sister also wants to leave us a beautiful memory of each other, and also hopes that I can be perfect and warm in your heart, but you force it, so no matter how deep the knife is or how painful it is, you have to bear it yourself.

of."

"I don't love you, and I don't care about you. I've always only used you!"

Sima Yi's eyes were scarlet, with a despair that was cold to the bone. He was even more helpless and painful than when he was thrown into a violent cell by Emperor Chang Wen. He was so embarrassed that the confidence and pride he had built up over the years fell apart.

Shouldn't he have forced it?

Because of his insistence, she ruthlessly tore apart all disguises, and every word was like an invisible sharp knife, pricking his heart with thousands of holes and dripping with blood.

He never knew that she was so ruthless to him, as if his following and his desire all these years were a joke.

He regarded her as his only light and warmth, but now she told him that everything was just a mirage.

But he loves it!

Sima Yi didn't care about her plotting against him or her lack of love for him, but he couldn't stand the fact that she didn't even have a place for him in her heart. He couldn't stand the fact that she turned around and left without any nostalgia, treating him as an insignificant heart.

piece.

Sima Yi let go of her hand and stepped back in embarrassment, laughing crazily. His eyes were red, but there were no tears, and they were so dry that they ached.

"Tools, chess pieces, haha..."

Zhen Shan looked at his crumbling body. The young man who was stronger than her, the Ghost King, could not even stand firmly at this time. The blood on his face had completely faded, and he was as pale as paper. He was smiling so crazily that with a wave of his hand, the whole Buddha

Everything in the house was in ruins, except for her and the bed beneath her, which were still there.

Without even looking at her, he walked out step by step, his back straight, as if he was struggling to support his last vestige of reason and pride.

Zhen Shan's heart suddenly seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, which was painful and forced her to suffocate.

Pa pat, a tear fell on the back of her pale hand.

Zhen Shan was startled, then raised her hand to touch her eyes. The moisture on her fingertips made her unable to move back for a long time.

Why is she crying?

What's there to cry about?

He was in pain and despair, wasn't that what she wanted?

Just like in previous reincarnations, she wholeheartedly wanted to devote herself to a relationship, but in the end she was left with only cold despair. She just wanted him to experience this feeling.

Why does she have to struggle to survive in these reincarnations, why is she the only one who remembers the pain, why does she have to send her up to him to ruin her in every life?

Bang!

Zhen Shan angrily pushed down the small table beside the bed, and the crystal bottle with lotus placed on it broke to the ground.

She looked at the delicate lotus on the ground, and in her mind she imagined a young man running around the huge palace regardless of the frost and snow, just to find a warm spring, pick a lotus, and make her smile.

Zhen Shan bent his legs and buried his face in his knees.
Chapter completed!