Allure of the World

Ling Chen sneered, "Very good. You are really good wives."

He turned to look at Liu Hui, "Now tell me, it's you who really killed the little prince, right?"

Liu Hui neither nodded nor shook her head.

"You have always been in contact with Wen Heng, right? You will send someone to contact Wen Heng when the guards are taking over, or when it is raining and they are lazy?"

"Yes."

"Yes, I provided what Wen Heng needed." Liu Hui admitted all.

"You let all my concubines participate, do you think I can't do anything about you? Liu Hui, your courage is getting bigger and bigger. I thought you knew how to advance and retreat. Yes. Someone, will…”

Ling Chen flew out of his sleeve and opened the dart, hugged Qingyun and turned to the side,

Liu Hui immediately fell to the ground and died.

Gu Fan, Yang Shuo and Huo Jingyun had already flown out, and there was no sound of fighting outside.

Ling Chen looked at the door suspiciously. After a while, Gu Fan pointed his sword at a person and walked in.

It is temperature balance.

Gu Fan's sword pointed at her, she was not afraid and kept walking forward.

"Stop, Concubine Yi, stop!" Gu Fan stopped her.

Wen Heng stood there, looking at Ling Chen. Ling Chen once said that he would never see her again in this life. But she always found a way to see him.

A fire in the Leng Palace was set by her, and it burned the Leng Palace. She met him once.

She was later locked in Fang Palace, she could see anyone passing by through the crack of the door. But since he locked her in Fang Palace, he never walked past Fang Palace.

Later she saw Qingyun.

Since the first time she saw Qingyun through the crack of the door, she knew that he would marry Qingyun, and Qingyun would replace Lan Ling. How is this possible?

She also saw his son Ling Zian, she heard from Liu Hui that the emperor put the prince under the name of Lan Ling. That is her son. How is this possible?

Ling Chen stared at her.

Qingyun trembled. Wen Heng, standing in front of her like this, was like a nightmare, as if he would never wake up.

Wen Heng looked at Ling Chen with a gentle smile on his face: "Ah Chen, long time no see."

Ling Chen frowned, his eyes cold and painful.

She slowly stepped forward, Ling Chen dragged Qingyun behind her, and Gu Fan stopped Wen Heng.

Wen Heng's tears fell from his eyes little by little: "Ah Chen, how can you do this to me? I can do anything for you, but you fall in love with her!" She pointed Qingyun.

Ling Chen said: "Wen Heng, you are already dead in my heart. Now you are no longer Wen Heng, you can even kill your own son, you are already crazy!"

"Yes, I'm crazy, why do you want An'er to be in Lan Ling's name? That's my son!" Wen Heng called.

Ling Chen said: "At that time, I was disheartened, Ling Zian would be my only son, Lan Ling was the queen, Ling Zian was in her name, and was the son of my direct descendant. It will be my prince! As smart as you, don't you even understand this simple truth? So, Wen Heng is already dead!"

Wen Heng smiled bitterly, "But you said just now that you want to give An'er to Liu Hui because you want to marry Xin Qingyun?"

Ling Chen shook his head: "No, it's because of you. I didn't expect that you would survive until now. I regret not killing you personally."

His eyes suddenly turned cold, he stared at Wen Heng, and walked towards her slowly: "I knew long ago that you set the fire in the cold palace, then I understood that you will always be I don’t know how to repent. In your heart, there is only hatred and possession, but you have no love. I didn’t kill you, I thought you would kill yourself!”

Wen Heng slowly stepped back.

"But your obsession is too strong, and you have no son and no zhen in your heart. zhen is the emperor, how can you not consider these! Ling Zian will inherit the great cause in the future, you are his stain! He shouldn't have a mother like you! After the fire in the cold palace, I knew that Ling Zian was no longer qualified to inherit my country. Even if I have no children in the future, I will give this country to King Rui, but it will never be Ling Zian. Zi'an! Wen Heng, do you understand?"

Around silence can hear each other breathing.

"So, I decided to give Zi'an to Concubine Hui Gui, to give him a piece of territory and let them live a comfortable life, but you killed him. It is said that the emperor's family is the most ruthless, Wen Heng, I I've done my best for you. You can kill yourself."

Ling Chen turned around.

Qing Yun saw the determination on Ling Chen's face, this person is indeed ruthless towards others, but he is truly benevolent towards Wen Heng.

Everyone has lost, Qingyun didn't understand why Wen Heng was so persistent, and he was able to take advantage of his own children.

The body trembled inexplicably, and the corner of Wen Heng's mouth sneered softly, a cold light flashed, and a dagger stabbed out of his sleeve.

Qingyun couldn't dodge, and there were exclamations around.

!

His body fell in front of Qingyun, an inch away.

Qingyun staggered over and knelt beside the man, but he stretched out his hand to hold Qingyun in his arms.

Everyone was stunned for a while, Bai Shaoting loudly instructed the guards to call the imperial doctor.

Wen Heng was also stunned, she smiled bleakly: "You actually blocked the knife for her!"

Wen Heng rushed towards Qingyun after he finished speaking.

"Cotton palm." Wen Heng whispered, "You really practiced cotton palm."

In the ice and snow, two children stood outside the door and patted the door. Ten-year-old Ling Chen was not as tall as nine-year-old Wen Henggao.

The maid of the house was asleep, and no one opened the door for them.

Two children hug each other and sit at the door. They went to peek at Wu Zhuangyuan's lecture today, Wu Zhuangyuan is the teacher of the prince.

"Ah Chen, what is the name of the warm palm that Wu Zhuangyuan taught the prince?"

"Cotton Palm."

"Well, cotton palm. If only I could learn it, it would be great if I could learn it. Now I can exert gong, and we won't be cold." Wen Heng shrank his neck and looked longing.

 As everyone knows, some flowers do not bloom, and some beans do not bear seeds.

Ling Chen's cotton palm wrapped around Wen Heng, making people fall asleep, slowly breaking the heart pulse, Wen Heng's consciousness gradually scattered, she smiled and looked at Ling Chen: "Ah Chen, It turns out that it would be nice to die in your hands."

Wen Heng's body slowly fell to the ground, she died.