Chapter 767
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Seeing Changping run away crying, leaving a trail of tears on the ground, Ning Shu looked at Hui Mo with a complicated gaze. She patted his shoulder and sighed, "You … don't have to be like this …"
Hui Mo's eyes stared at the trail of tears. He tried to squeeze out an indifferent smile, but he couldn't succeed even after using all his strength. He wiped his face with a hoarse voice and said, "Now the Emperor and Empress are working together to uproot our family. You and I can't guarantee the danger of this battle. I, Hui Mo, will save the Shizi and Old Wangye as long as there is a chance. Even if I have to sacrifice my life. But if, I say if … she follows us, she won't get any benefits. She will only be implicated. How can I take such a risk with her?
For her, it's best for her to hide in the palace. Even if the Emperor and Empress don't like her, at least she can live. And, and, she and I … we … are not on the same side. She shouldn't be involved with us in the future. "
Hui Mo smiled as if he was crying. His face was wrinkled like his heart. He took a deep breath and curled his lips. This time he succeeded, "I'm not the one who is being driven away. I'm not the one crying. Why are you looking at me like that? And I'm just a little guard. What right do I have to be sad for a princess? Well, it's getting closer to the time of our plan. Lady Ning, you can go do your thing. I'll stay here for a while. Go, go. "
Hui Mo smiled and waved his hand at her. Ning Shu opened her mouth but swallowed her useless comforting words. She turned and left, leaving Hui Mo alone.
It was because of her current position that she understood Hui Mo's good intentions. She couldn't persuade him. They knew that the road ahead was covered in rain and snow. They couldn't see whether the road ahead was life or death. They could risk it all, regardless of life and death. But how could they be willing to drag the person they cared about the most into the abyss? Letting go might be the best choice now.
But what about the heart? Could it really not hurt?
Ning Shu turned around and looked into the distance. She saw Hui Mo, who had been standing upright, lowering his head and kneeling on the ground. He dipped his finger into the tear stain and put it into his mouth. Then, he buried his head deeply.
The Prince of Nan Ping entered the capital under imperial orders, but he refused to admit his wrongs. Instead, he dared to go against the Emperor and tried to assassinate him with a sword. His disloyal heart was clearly written on paper. He was truly the number one traitor in Great Yue. Today, on account of his past merits, the Holy One will be lenient and send him to the Celestial Prison to reflect on his past mistakes and wait for him to turn over a new leaf. This news was like a wildfire that quickly spread throughout the capital.
What was more exciting than a hero being beaten into a coward? What could make one's eyes turn red? The gods had stood in the sky for too long and were respected by countless people. At the same time, there were countless vultures watching in the dark. When the opportunity came, they would rush up and tear off his flesh, tear out his bones, and dig out his heart. Then, they would raise it up and smile to others: Look, the so-called God of War was just a mortal body. He was no different from us. When he was trampled to death by thousands of feet, he was even worse than us. Hahahaha!
The past merits seemed to be deliberately forgotten overnight. The past praise was now hundreds and thousands of times cursing. Everyone's eyes turned red with anger. It was as if they had been greatly betrayed and suffered a great loss.
As for the truth, haha, what did it have to do with them?
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