The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 583
I am Mei Qingyuan, and I am also Hua Ye, or rather, the latter name is more familiar to everyone. With the name "Hua Ye", I have spent the most exciting years in my short life.

However, I prefer the original name, because my mother gave it to me. If I followed my father's surname, I should be called Wei Qingyuan, but after the death of Daliang, the Wei family fell from the royal family to the altar, and even became a crime.

As long as I can remember, our family has been hiding in Tibet. For safety, my unreliable father asked me to follow my mother's surname, Mei Qingyuan.

After my mother learned how to read, I took the table characters for me. At that time, I asked her, didn’t I take the table characters after the [-] crowns?why am i so early
At that time, she hugged me, stroked my head tenderly and sadly, and said: "Because my mother loves you, I hope you will grow up soon."

It's a pity that I was young at that time, and I didn't understand what her eyes meant, so I believed it.

Now that I think about it, my mother should have expected that she would not live to be 20 years old.

My name and my name complement each other. My name is Mei Qingyuan, and my mother chose the word for me——Yunlang.

The wind is clear and the air is upright, the clouds are scattered and the moon is bright.

What a moral, my mother always wanted me to be a gentleman as bright as the moon, but unfortunately I let her down.

Therefore, I have never used this word, and no one else would call me that except my mother. After my mother passed away, the word "Yunlang" became a thorn in my heart. know.

Born at the wrong time, destined to have a long life.

I didn't know who to hate for a while.

Let’s talk about my father, maybe it wasn’t his fault that Daliang was destroyed, after all, how could he resist the torrent of fate by himself?

But he was crazy, thinking that as long as he was alive, as long as I was alive, there would always be a day when Daliang would recover.

He fled in a hurry with his mother, hid in the backcountry, changed his face, concealed his identity, secretly contacted the old department, quietly occupied a village, and lived a life of ordinary people.

But he has been proud all his life, how can he be content to be mediocre?

After I was born and remembered things, he would wake me up early and go to bed late every day, read classics and history collections, practice calligraphy and martial arts, and let me learn everything he could think of.

At that time, Daliang had just been overthrown, and there were still many ministers following him, so he was not short of money. He used the money to adopt orphans, and gave them to his dark guard commander for training. He planned to train a group of outstanding killers to become my right-hand man. .

At first they just adopted orphans, and then they went to buy them from various places. The children they bought were all young and could not remember anything, so they locked them up and practiced martial arts every day.

And I am one of them.

My father concealed my identity and asked me to train together like ordinary children. Without parental upbringing, all the environment that respects strength, the children raised are more or less problematic.

They bully the weak and fear the strong, and form cliques. These are all acquiescence, and even my father is happy to see it.

So I, a stranger with natural green eyes, became the object of their teasing and fun.

They don't know blood, they only know that people's eyes are black, green eyes are abnormal, they are monsters.

That's what they call me all the time.

In addition, I was thin and beautiful when I was a child, and their words became even more embarrassing.

They played tricks on me, locked me in the armory and beat me, didn't allow me to eat, abused and laughed at me wantonly.

I couldn't bear it, so I ran to talk to my father, but my father just looked at the wound on my head and said indifferently: "Trash, won't you fight back when I beat you? Next time, if you want to continue to behave like this, don't come to see me." "

He didn't allow my mother to call a doctor for me, saying that I was spoiled by her cowardly appearance. My mother had a big fight with him, and he locked me in the room in the end, and he was not allowed to go out or see me.

I secretly went through the window to see my mother, only to find that her body was bruised and purple, and there were injuries on her face.

My mother didn't cry, but after seeing the injury on my head, she couldn't help but her eyes were red, she hugged me tightly, and kept saying sorry.

But I don't blame her, because she can't help herself.

Later, when I was discovered, my father had the window nailed up and told me that if I didn’t get the first place in the training, I would never see my mother in this life.

Probably when people are pushed into a desperate situation, they will put all their eggs in one basket, right?
Since then, I have been practicing in the training ground like crazy, getting up early and going to bed late every day.

Not only to practice martial arts but also to study homework, fainted several times from exhaustion, but was rescued by a famous doctor he found from nowhere.

During the period, my mother fought with my father when she found out, and my father said that she was crazy, and no one was allowed to see her except the food delivery person.

The people who trained with me didn't know my identity, and they couldn't see my mother and father, but seeing that the commander of the dark guards showed some concern for me, they arranged that I won the commander's favor with this face.

After another training session, they locked me in the firewood room, and a group of people beat me one by one. How could I sit still and wait for death?

I wrestled with them like crazy, but it was useless, I couldn't fight alone.

In the end, I curled up on the ground, unconscious. Someone touched my face with a smile and said that I was so good-looking and that I was so low that I must be the son of a whore.

He even wanted to take off my clothes to see if I was a man or a woman.

In fact, if they only humiliate me, I can bear it, but they should never insult my mother.

She was the only brilliance in my chaotic and dark ten years, and the only person who loved me wholeheartedly.

So, I touched the woodcutter knife and held it in my hand. From that moment on, I was no longer me, or in other words, I really found me.

I forgot how I did it, the memory of that period is very vague, but I remember that the sunset outside the firewood house was very red, as red as the blood dripping all over the house.

And my father, standing in the afterglow of the setting sun, showed me an expression of appreciation for the first time, and he said, "Good job."

At that moment, I also laughed.

It turned out that all of this was just the father's game.

He asked me to kill myself, to kill weakness and kindness, to be his favorite knife.

I was bruised all over, and I was in a coma on the bed for three days, and almost died. After I opened my eyes, I said that I wanted to see my mother, but my father rarely agreed.

I was very happy that day, and my mother was also very happy. She cooked a table full of meals for me and sewed some clothes for me.

I thought we would all be fine in the future.

But not long after, I found out that I was still too naive. My father locked up my mother again and told me that I would be able to see her when my medical skills were complete.

I believed it, and I desperately studied medicine and tested drugs.

The day I practiced it, my mother died.

She became ill after we met last time, and my father asked a doctor to see her, but she was suffering from a heart disease, which could not be cured, and she was getting thinner and thinner. Before she died, she said she wanted to see me.

But my father refused.

I knew he was afraid, afraid that if there were no people to restrain me, I would turn into a puddle of mud.

So he kept it from me, and my mother didn't make any noise. On the last night, she ended her life with broken porcelain.

She left with a relieved and relieved smile on her face.

This is what I told the mother-in-law who delivered meals by my mother's side.

At that time, I suddenly realized that my mother didn't want me to be controlled by my father anymore, and she didn't want to be my burden.

I knelt in front of her grave all night until the sky turned white, and I finally figured it out.

I don't want any power and position, I don't want any glory and wealth.

I just want them to be doomed, and I want everyone to have a hard time!

When my father found me, I didn't show anything. I was seriously ill, and after I recovered, I continued to practice martial arts and learn how to govern the country and control people.

I became more and more obedient and indifferent.

My father is also more and more satisfied. I have come out of the killer training camp and I have successfully controlled them.

Then when I was ten years old, at my rare birthday party, I poisoned all of my father's wolfhounds.

Those who surrendered to me beforehand survived.

I still can't forget the panic and annoyance in my father's eyes before he died.

It was I who killed him with my own hands. For the sake of father and son, I gave him a happy ending.

However, that's about it.

Afterwards, I buried him in another place, far away from my mother, and I didn't want him to disturb my mother's peace.

After doing all this, I completely accepted all the power of my father and started to expand my network in Dagan.

Lianhua Palace took root at that time.

When I was 15 years old, I found out that my mother had a younger sister in Fengguo, so I came to visit, but I didn't expect to meet Hua Ye.

He looks a lot like me, and has green eyes.

Probably because of the sympathy of the same kind. When I saw him, I was inexplicably kind and sympathetic.

He is also very dependent on me.

We talked very happily, but this kind of good life didn't last long.

Fengguo was defeated at that time, and Hua Ye was the best choice to send the proton to fight.

He couldn't refuse, and he didn't want to refuse, he hated that man-eating palace, and would rather leave his hometown and go to the place where I live.

I happened to have something to deal with that day, so I didn't go to see him off in person, but unexpectedly, something happened to him.

Those people had no intention of letting him live.

So early on, he tampered with his diet. When Hua Ye found out, he was already deeply poisoned, and there was no way to recover.

I rushed there only in time to see him one last time, and he died in my arms, begging me to avenge him.

I agreed, buried him properly, and killed all the people who sent him to work.

From then on, I pretended to be Hua Ye and mixed in with Daqian.

I thought everything would go according to my plan, so I secretly provoked a conflict between Emperor Daqian and the regent, and when they were all dead, I could take the opportunity to stir up the water and nibble away at Dagan bit by bit.

Unexpectedly, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and I encountered that unexpected surprise.

Yes, Ayu is a surprise to me.

At the beginning, I had the attitude of watching the show, hoping to see what troubles she could make, but after that, the more I got to know her, the more I was attracted to her.

Looks are skinny to me and I don't care, but she happens to be what I like.

That pair of eyes that are as bright as night stars but clear and pure always appear in my dreams.

I can't see through it, I just want to keep it for myself.

I don't understand love, and I don't believe in love. I firmly believe that only what is in my hands is real.

Unfortunately, I seem to use the wrong method.

The harder I grasped, the more she resisted.

Later, I secretly paid attention to the details of the little emperor getting along with her, and I probably understood.

She should be a phoenix flying freely, but I want to break her wings wholeheartedly. What is the difference between such behavior and my father?

We are like flowers blooming in the abyss, she blooms on the cliff, standing against the wind, I bloom in the abyss, covered in mud.

All those who pass by the abyss will be attracted by her beauty and be impressed by her tenacity, but no one will take a second look at me.

Because no one wants to fall into the endless abyss.

So I figured it out, before I died, I finally let go, but I still had a little thought, I told her my words, and used the most tragic way to make her remember me.

In this life, whether I am a thorn in her heart or an old friend, I am irreplaceable.

This is enough.

Enough is really enough, I have no regrets in this dark and sinful life.

In the next life, I hope that I will meet you again with a clean life——Yun Lang's last pen.

　Ah, it looks like a knife
　　
　
(End of this chapter)