"I haven't thought about it that way. Believe me, I won't abandon you." Leng Jue's voice was a little more eager, and he could hear that he was sincere. When he talked to the princess, his tone was completely the same as now. It's two people.

Qinghuan said: "You have abandoned me." Her cold hands slowly slipped from Lengjue's cheeks, stroking his handsome face all the way to the position of the heartbeat in her chest, and asked curiously: "All said The human heart is red. I really want to dig out your heart to see if it is true."

"Xiao Xing, stop." Even though he said that he would not abandon her, Leng Jue was still wary of Qing Huan—or rather, he was wary of anyone in this world. He could not allow anyone to touch his fatal parts, neck, chest, even his former wife Song Xing. "I do not want to hurt you."

"You have been hurt." Qing Huan said, "Don't you think that the three years in Mei Se was not hurt but tempered?"

"I can't keep you by my side. I don't deny that with you, both the king and the parliament have lowered their guard against me, so that I can carry out my plan with peace of mind. Without you, the progress would not be so fast. But this country I want to share with you, no one else can step in."

"But you still married the princess. You have been married for so long. Have you ever been in bed?" Qing Huan asked curiously, and then let out an oops as if thinking of something. "I forgot, a woman like me, what right do you have to ask if you touched her?"

Leng Jue was a little hard to speak, but still said: "I can't make the king suspicious..."

Qinghuan interrupted him: "So you did it with her. You are a righteous couple. Maybe you still have your child in the belly of Your Royal Highness. Should I congratulate you in advance, Lord Admiral?"

Leng Jue felt uncomfortable listening to her such yin and yang words: "Xiao Xing..."

"Don't say anything, otherwise I don't know if I will kill you." After getting the answer, Qing Huan didn't bother to waste time with Leng Jue. Her eyes were cold, and she did not know when she had already touched the dagger to Leng Jue's throat. "Be quiet."

"You won't kill me." Leng Jue said confidently.

Qing Huan smiled: "Really?" Who gave him such a great confidence? He couldn't even tell the appearance of the one he loved. After five years, he was strange when he first saw her! Not to mention that when another person's soul is replaced in this body, it is even more impossible for Leng Jue to recognize it.

"you love Me."

"I love you, but that was before, a long time ago, and I can hardly remember it." Qing Huan chuckled lightly, and with a little effort, a blood line was immediately drawn across Leng Jue's neck, and he snorted. With a cry, I felt pain, but I was angry because some things were beyond my control.

Yes, his pity for Song Xing was Song Xing's permission, and Song Xing should not hesitate to sacrifice for him. How could she have resentment against him? Did she forget those memories of them being together? Has she forgotten all those beautiful pasts?

Women and men are always different. Women are soft-hearted, and men are harder. But for Leng Jue, Song Xing’s love for him cannot be shaken and changed, so when Qinghuan really hurt him, an anger surged in his chest—even Song Xing didn’t love him enough. purely!

Fortunately, Qing Huan didn't try to guess what he was thinking, otherwise he would have wiped his neck directly. "In this life, people have more or less ideals or obsessions. I understand that many times when you are in a dead end, you can’t get out. This is a normal thing. But cold feeling, if you want to do a good job King, if you think cruel and unfeeling is the character that a king should have, then you should no longer fantasize about love, it is impossible for you to have it at the same time."

So, if you have ambitions, if you can't let go of your ambitions, don't say anything, just simply live for your ambitions. After using others thoroughly, don't feel guilty. You are the one who will not save you, and you are the one who feels wronged. Even if the victim complains, you will feel that she is making a fuss.

Leng Jue listened to Qinghuan's words, and felt that she reached into the pocket of his military uniform, took out his private jab, and then put one hand against his neck, and the other hand rummaged through the table for documents. Who is Lengjue? He has been in the army since he was a child, and he became a general at the age of thirty. Is he the kind of person who can easily be controlled by others? So taking advantage of Qing Huan’s unpreparedness, he quickly fought back against her palm to take the dagger, but Qing Huan reacted faster, almost in the blink of an eye, she moved away from him and took what she needed from the table. That material.

"Xiao Xing, return the file to me, I won't blame you." Leng Jue pressed harder, his gun was unloaded by Qing Huan, but he was still tied to his leg, and he was pointing his gun at the moment. He looked at Qing Huan's head, but his voice still had some discussion.

Qing Huan asked: "If I don't give it, are you going to blow my head in the next second?"

Leng Jue didn't speak, but looked at her coldly.

Qinghuan smiled at him slightly and said, "Do you hate me very much now? Think I don't deserve your love?"

Unfortunately, she guessed it right, Leng Jue really thought so.

Qing Huan showed a non-smiling expression, and shook the confidential documents in his hand triumphantly. She said: "Since what you love most is power, and I have paid so much for you, you still want to deceive me until now. If you feel cold, I won't be polite to you."

"You're welcome? How are you being unkind?" Leng Jue, who has always been unkind, wanted to laugh a little, but she, Song Xing, a commoner, a woman who is the lowest prostitute in the charm, what can she do? You're welcome with him?

"You will know soon." Qing Huan raised her eyebrows and smiled. The next second she stepped onto the desk and jumped off the window in an instant.

In the few seconds she jumped, Leng Jue's heartbeat almost stopped: "Xiao Wake!" He stretched out his hand to catch, but he was a step late after all, and watched her jump from the window. For a moment, Leng Jue felt that his heart was empty. He hurried to the window and looked down—where is there any Qinghuan figure? It's obvious that she didn't fall to death, but what method did she use to disappear instantly?

After confirming that Qinghuan was okay, Leng Jue remembered his confidential document. If it goes out... that would be bad! No matter who gets the file, whether it is the king or the parliament, the one who suffers in the end is himself! So he quickly rang the alarm bell and ordered the military police to surround the manor layer by layer, and then conduct a strict investigation.

In the middle of the night, everyone in the manor was called up, stood in a row, searched and checked the rooms one by one. Leng Jue didn't believe that Song Xing could escape from the heavily guarded manor, so she must still be hiding here! He ordered someone to dig the ground and find Song Xing. As for how to find it... Leng Jue took out a five-year photo with him. The girl in the photo smiled brightly and had clean eyes.

When he handed over the photo, it seemed that a part of his heart also disappeared.

After tossing till dawn, Song Xing was not found, but the butler came to report that a maid had disappeared from the manor. Leng Jue faintly felt that something was wrong, so he asked the housekeeper to take a look at the maid's information. Sure enough, it was Song Xing!

Although she made a cover-up, although her appearance appeared ordinary and ordinary in the photo, Leng Jue knew that it was Song Xing!

He ripped the information to pieces angrily, but did not ruin the photo in a wicked manner, but put it in his pocket again.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth. In order to prevent the wind from leaking, he must plan for the worst. How should he do crisis public relations if things break out, the people of this country should not want to see their admiral have the intention of usurping the throne. Although Leng Jue doesn't care about his image among the people, since he wants that position, he hopes to be able to sit firmly, and people's hearts are indispensable.

But what made him even more surprised was that more than a month had passed since Qinghuan stole the documents and disappeared, but no matter whether it was the king or the parliament, there was no trouble. Leng Jue felt strange, he was suspicious by nature, and he always used the darkest thoughts to guess other people. So he soon thought that it was possible that the king and the parliament joined forces to solve him first and then fight inwardly. After all, the king and the parliament are evenly matched, and his own existence is very eye-catching.

In order to confirm his own thoughts, Leng Jue handed over the task of temptation to His Royal Highness. Her Royal Highness was very happy to be able to do things for Leng Jue, and she didn't want to do anything bad, just wanted to know if there was any conflict between the father and her husband, that's all, so she happily agreed.

The king loved this little daughter very much, so Leng Jue didn’t doubt the princess. Although the princess was naive, she didn’t really understand anything. In her heart, her husband was much more important than her father. She could die for Leng Jue without taking it. Blinked.

So Leng Jue ruled out the idea that Qing Huan was the king's side.

In other words, is she from the parliament?

This is true. After escaping from the third floor that night, Qing Huan quickly left before the manor was on guard. She has been here for a few days, and she is very diligent in helping people do work every day. Is it because she is born to work hard? Of course not, she was just studying the terrain. When the gendarmes were on duty, how many people at a time, when they were least suspicious... She knew everything. I am afraid that the cold feeling after living in this manor for decades is not as familiar with her.

After leaving the manor, Qing Huan did not immediately go to the king or the council. The former is basically ignored. His youngest daughter and Song Xing are rivals. One of the reasons why Song Xing is so miserable is his youngest daughter's handwriting. Besides, if the General Lengjue is overthrown, the king will benefit from it, and the parliament will naturally be in danger. , The imperial power will be more stable, which is not a good thing for ordinary people. The reason why the parliament dared to propose the abolition of imperial power was based on the needs and appeals of the general public.

The social form no longer allows imperial power to continue to exist, and being born equal has become the most ardent thing that people chase outside of clothing, food, housing, and transportation. No one is born noble than others, and no one is born to be trampled on.

Where did Qinghuan go?

She went back to "Charming".

After two years, the charm is still feasting, the wine pond meat forest, and the people are falling and sinking inside. Here, they can do everything and there is no law to restrict them. As long as there is no trouble, this is heaven and hell.

The public relations in charge of the reception were not the ones in Song Xing's memory for a long time. Qinghuan was despised when she wanted to see the boss, Master Mei. Later, she took out her mobile phone and showed the female publicist a video. The female publicist turned pale instantly and immediately called. Soon Master Mei appeared in front of Qinghuan.

"Should I praise your courage, or should I have pity for your ignorance?" Mei Ye smiled, her stunning eyes fixed on Qing Huan, she looked completely different from two years ago, she has changed. A person! It is undeniable that the Song Xing in front of him makes Master Mei more eager to conquer. "Long time no see, little bitch."

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows: "I haven't seen you for two years, your mouth is still so awkward to clean up, stupid."

Mei Ye's face changed: "What do you call me?"

When ordinary people saw his expression, they knelt down and begged for mercy, but Qinghuan seemed to be not enough, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "Fool."

"You—" Master Mei was about to get angry, but finally turned into a smile. "Have you forgotten your memories in Mei Se after two years of free life? If that's the case, I don't mind reminding you."

Qinghuan glanced at him faintly: "A handsome and temperamental man like you, I feel very disappointed to say this to a woman. How can you be the opposite of your appearance, such a dirty and low-level person? ?"

Low-level? She actually said he was inferior? Master Mei's eyes widened. Only people have ever praised his good taste, praised his vision, looks, and momentum. No one dares to say that he is inferior!

"Respect for anyone in this world who is equal to you, this is common sense." Qing Huan shook the folder in his hand, and Master Mei touched him in a hurry. When he opened it, his face changed drastically, and he immediately let everyone in the room go out. Then stared at Qing Huan. "Where did you get this thing?"

"Do you think what I have done in the past two years, farming, raising pigs and sweeping the streets?" Qing Huan asked back. "I think this thing is in your hands and it should be effective."

Master Mei squinted: "I don't understand what you mean. I belong to the princess and belong to the king. Why, are you loyal to the king now?"

Qing Huan looked at him with the eyes of whether you thought I was a child: "This is enough to deceive the people in the charm. Others don’t know, I know very well that you are a member of the council, to be more precise. , You are the undercover of the parliament placed on the side of the imperial power. The high-level people have become the princess's confidant."

Master Mei was really shocked this time. He stood up abruptly, and the tea cup beside him fell to the ground and shattered: "How do you know?"

"I just think that, like you, you have been forced to do this kind of arrogant person since you were a child, and you will not be driven by others, especially if you are a stupid princess who wants you to kneel and lick her, I think This is too embarrassing for you. But you have done this work dutifully for nearly 20 years. Apart from other conspiracies, is there any more possibility to persuade me than this?" Qing Huan weighed the one on the table. The apple, a bite, sweet and juicy, she couldn't help but squinted in contentment, and added, "I'm just giving you some news, but it doesn't mean I'm on your side. Lengjue knows that I took it away. The file will definitely be remedied, so I suggest that you should speak to your Shangfeng immediately, and it may not take much time to eradicate the imperial power and Leng Jue."

Mei Ye stared at her for a while, and said: "I haven't seen you for two years, you are much smarter." He was surprised at the level of sharpness.

Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, "bye bye."

Mei Ye stood up and walked away quickly.

But when he came back, Qing Huan had already left, but only a video tape was left quietly on the table. Master Mei knows what's inside without looking. He is a bit at a loss. He has endured humiliation for so many years. He has done all the bad things. His hands are stained with blood. Everything is just to win the trust of the royal family. But now, he feels lost and envied. .

Envy that woman can come and go freely, be able to control her own life, envy her stubborn persistence time and time again in adversity, be knocked down again and again, and still stand up again and again.

How could there be such a woman in the world?

Mei Ye didn't understand.

But he also wanted to believe that one day, this country will no longer have discrimination, no hierarchy, and everyone will be equal.

The parliament received the documents, which is naturally even more powerful, and it is a good opportunity for them to defeat the cold feeling. But the more so, the more they have the chance to win, the more they have to be cautious. In the unlikely event that the wind leaks and is caught in the cold, it is hard to guarantee that he will directly join hands with the king to eradicate the Parliament.

This difficult political war has been fought for three years. After a national democratic vote, 95.7 percent of the people chose to abolish the imperial power and the military one-man dominance system. Thanks to everyone’s efforts , The imperial power finally fell apart. From then on, ordinary people can also pass examinations to enter government agencies, poor people will no longer lower their heads, and people in slums will not die casually and no one cares.

This is a historic turning point, marking the disappearance of the Federal Empire and the emergence of the Federal Democratic Republic. Maybe there are still shortcomings in the system, but people believe that they will get better and better.

After the abolition of the imperial power, the parliament filed ten charges against the imperial family and sentenced them one by one to the nobles who had committed suicidal lives. Eighty percent of the nobles went to jail, and the little princess, who hit and killed people casually, was not spared. She probably had to stay in jail for decades. As for His Majesty the King—Your Majesty was sentenced. Thousands of years of imprisonment, and later due to his unyielding appeal, added a hundred years to make up two thousand years.

Close to death.

But Leng Jue was unbearable and could only escape everywhere. There are fewer and fewer people following him. He has no ID card and nothing before, and he has become a wanted criminal offering a reward of tens of millions.

Who knows that he was going to succeed in the end but fell short. Now he is seriously injured, and everyone around him is almost dead. Before, two military police wanted to betray him and were killed by Leng Jue's detection in advance. Now he is a truly lonely man, not to mention power, not even freedom.

From then on, he could not appear in front of the world, he must live a life of hiding and face endless pursuits. In order to survive, Leng Jue can only choose to destroy his dazzling appearance. Now half of his face has been burned, which is extremely terrible, and the other half of his face is also covered with scars, walking hunched, and no one can recognize this vicissitudes of homeless man. He will be the noble and elegant admiral that the women of the entire empire admired.

But even if you flee, you can't escape every time. This time, faced with the police and hunting dogs' chase, Leng Jue thought that he was going to end.

At the moment he closed his eyes and waited for the shooting, someone unexpectedly saved him!

He was forced to follow the man and rush all the way until he hid in a bridge hole. The slender man pulled a black cloth underneath, and when he saw her face, he was shocked: "It's you!"

It's not Qinghuan and who is it.

Qing Huan smiled at him, but Leng Jue hated her for causing her to fall into the same situation as she is today. She was willing to show her a good face, but when she was about to say something cruel, she saw her face pale, and the whole person fell forward! As she once told him, the reaction of the body is far more honest than the words. Leng Jue hugged her, only to notice that she had been shot, and a touch of her back was covered with sticky cold blood. Only then did he know that she had blocked the bullet with her body, only to exchange his life.

Leng Jue's face was pale, and he didn't know what he could say. He gave a happily, clicked his thin lips, and grinned slyly at the corner of his mouth: "Look, you still didn't get what you wanted in the end."

Leng Jue stared at her without speaking. Qing Huan smiled again: "Guess what? Me...I..." She touched his chest with a small hand, and her voice was soft, like a blessing and a curse. "Leave you a gift."

After speaking, she closed her eyes and never woke up again.

Leng Jue held this slowly becoming icy body, and for a long while, he shed tears in a daze.

He didn't know how long he stayed before he got up, dug a hole with his bare hands to bury Song Xing's body, and sat in front of her grave without being able to move for a long time. At this moment, someone passed by behind him, and at first he didn't care about it. He is now so ghostly that he would not be able to recognize it without a hound.

But soon he was shocked, because the man's inner words appeared before his eyes: What is this man sitting in front of the dirt bag, is it a neuropathy? Really, why did the vagrant get him into the city because he is so dirty?

Leng Jue didn't understand why, he staggered up and walked towards other places, looking for something to eat. Seeing a bun shop from a distance, he couldn’t help but walked over and watched it. There were many people buying buns. The young girl selling buns was very beautiful. Seeing him pitiful, he took a few buns to him—the young men who bought buns all Showed an expression of appreciation and admiration.

But Leng Jue didn't answer, because he heard the girl's voice clearly: It's disgusting, can these dirty guys come every day? The old lady sells steamed buns to make money, not to be a philanthropist!