Weiguo, Suoyang city.
When Sima Jue led ma Xiong into the city, he was very excited and excited, as if the throne was readily available.
But he didn't understand why they didn't take this opportunity to make trouble with the Yellow Dragon and directly lead the soldiers to occupy the Weiguo palace. In this case, even if Sima Jingxuan came back, he had no other way.
Knowing that Sima Jue had such an idea, Dongling couldn't help mocking: "do you think you're going back to occupy the palace now, and the throne is yours?"
Sima Jue turned pale and said, "what do you mean?"
"Hum, his Sima Jingxuan can kill his father. Can't he kill his brother this time? No matter where you are, he won't let you go."
"But this time I sent troops in a fair way. If he doesn't want to lose the support of the people, he won't dare to oppose me."
Dongling shook his head in disappointment. He finally knew why Sima Jue lost to Sima Jingxuan.
It has to be said that Sima Jue's idea is really too naive. He thinks that under the banner of "Qing monarch's side", Sima Jingxuan will have scruples about it.
As everyone knows, since ancient times, the right to speak has been in the hands of the people who finally won.
As long as power is in hand, how to write meticulous history books in the future is not a matter of one sentence.
So how could Sima Jingxuan care about such a thing, but Sima Jue didn't even understand such a truth.
Dongling got up and left: "I'm tired, so I'll go back and have a rest first. Feel free."
After Dongling left, Sima Jue's face turned blue and white. He said angrily, "it's just a man half into the loess. With the support of the Wuling family behind him, he dares not to look at me! When I get to the throne in the future, the first thing to do is to flatten your Wuling family!"
Bai Xing couldn't hear it outside. He wanted to go in and give Sima Jue a look, but he was held by Dongling: "Bai Xing, now that you have grown up, why are you so reckless?"
Bai Xing's eyebrows and eyes were all heavy, but he was calmer when he was pulled by Dongling: "clan leader, I just can't get used to his nonsense! Moreover, we are the people who saved him from prison. If there were no Wuling family, how could he be today? He is really an ungrateful villain!"
Dongling smiled: "I'm really half into the loess. He didn't say anything wrong. Let him go!"
He won't live long.
And they know that they are just using each other, and they are not ungrateful.
Nangong Yan had made it clear to him that Sima Jue was just a chess piece he used to bring disaster to the East. If he was too smart, it would not be a good thing.
Besides, it's not worth getting angry with him.
What else does Bai Xing want to say? Dongling's thin hand has pressed on his head: "Bai Xing should be more comprehensive when he grows up. He can't be as ambitious as before, you know?"
Looking at the loving appearance of Dongling, Bai Xing's anger went out a little. He nodded: "Bai Xing knows."
A moment later, Dongling said, "after this thing is over, how about grandpa of the Hui nationality choose a good girl for you to marry?"
Bai Xing was stunned, and then he slowly said, "no, patriarch."
Dongling sighed. Bai Xing used to call him Grandpa, but now he will respectfully call him patriarch.
Just as when he saw white dyeing sunny, what he called was no longer sunny, but saint.
He abides by these illusory rules. He draws a line for himself and reminds himself that he can't cross it all the time.
Earlier, Dongling hoped that he would grow into a responsible person, but now he is a little distressed.
Bai Xing is the child he watched grow up with his own eyes. He knows his temper and temperament. He has no shortcomings except impulse. Dongling likes him from the bottom of his heart.
He knew that Bai Xing liked Qingqing. If they could come together, Dongling would naturally be happy to see its success.
But it's a pity that those who can enlighten Qingqing and understand love are not in vain.
Dongling couldn't help persuading him: "let go of the past. Why stick to it?"
Bai Xing smiled bitterly and finally changed back to the previous title: "since Grandpa knows, why bother to force me again?"
A person had lived in his heart a long time ago. Even if he was not the one with her now, he never wanted to put her down.
He is willing to do all this, and he doesn't need any return.
He just needs to look at her quietly and confirm her happiness. He really doesn't want anything else.
"Bai Xing, why do you bother to embarrass yourself like this?" the child knew it, but Dongling still hoped that he could live his own life, even if he was happier.
Bai Xing suddenly looked up and smiled at Dongling: "Grandpa still had a rest earlier. Bai Xing left first."
Looking at Bai Xing's back, Dongling couldn't help sighing. He had sighed many times today, as if he wanted to sigh all his breath for the rest of his life.
"What a bad fate!"
In the dead of night, a figure slipped into Sima Jue's residence.
The man on the bed was already alert. He held the long sword by the pillow and asked, "who is it?"
The candle suddenly lit up, and the Sima mirror hung down on the chair next to him, staring at him with a smile.
Sima Jue suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed at him: "do you dare to come back?"
Sima Jingxuan said calmly, "why don't I dare to come back?"
"You rebellious thief! I will seek justice for my father and the emperor and for those who died unjustly under your hands!"
"Oh, really?"
Unable to stand Sima Jingxuan's mocking eyes, Sima Jue recklessly stabbed Sima Jingxuan. Sima Jingxuan raised his hand, gently clamped the sword body, and calmly said, "brother Huang and I haven't seen each other for so long. Is that how you greet me?"
Sima Jingxuan's men used some internal power and bent their fingers, and the sword made a clanking sound. Sima Jue staggered back a few steps holding the sword, and then stared at the man in front of him fiercely, hoping to tear him apart.
Sima Jingxuan smiled: "brother Huang, don't look at me like that, or I'll dig out your eyes!"
He said so casually, but Sima Jue couldn't help but be afraid. He knew that this man was a madman and a ghost.
Sima Jing hung half his body in the dark, and his expression became more and more strange: "I thought you would make progress after so long, but you were still the same. Sima Jue, you really let me down!"