The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 755 Crazy Criticism of Beauty to Take Villain Script 85

After listening to Cen Zhou's message, Emperor Liang smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have nothing to do, I want to chat with you, sit down. Hey? Why do you always have a cold face, this child? No way."

  Cen Zhou frowned, his words were cold: "The battle is urgent—"

   "What do you think about this bird I raised?"

  Cen Zhou was silent for a moment: "Smart and smart."

   Emperor Liang laughed.

   Originally thought that the past could be hidden, but the relationship between Cen Zhou and Su Qing'an broke Emperor Liang's original plan.

   Don’t say it now, who knows when it will be daylight in the future, and no one can bear the consequences at that time. The secret and obscure eyes of some old officials made Emperor Liang worried.

   "I didn't like raising birds before, but I have a cousin who likes it very much."

  Cen Zhou heard one or two: "Xiaohe County Master?"

   "Yes, that's her." Emperor Liang leaned on the reclining chair, squinting at the sun above his head, "She is usually the closest to me, and I... let her down."

   "Come on, don't sit still and drink."

  Cen Zhou's brows became even tighter, not knowing the holy meaning.

  The past is like smoke, and the gears of fate still mesh them.

  Xiaohe County Master married the current champion, who was handsome and talented, and was her sweetheart.

   Later, the imperial power was scrambled, and blood was dripping.

  Emperor Liang was young and vigorous, and he was also ruthless, so he directly found an opportunity to break off the crown prince's wing and slaughter the whole family of Zhuangyuan Lang!

   However, those charges are indeed what Zhuangyuan Lang and the prince did. If they didn't do it, Emperor Liang couldn't bring them down.

   At that time, Xiaohe County Master was pregnant in ten months. Because he was a member of the royal family, he was saved from death, but he could not accept that her husband was killed by her most admired brother.

   She sacrificed herself for her husband and jumped down from the high city wall!

   As for the child who was conceived in October, it is said that he was born, but did not die.

  The world has moved, and the sea has changed.

   Too many things were buried in that year.

   Emperor Liang's tone was calm: "The jade pendant you are wearing is the new wedding gift that I personally gave to Xiaohe back then."

"boom-"

   The wine cup Cen Zhou was holding fell to the ground!

   "I actually don't have to tell you, after all, I'm also considered your half-father's enemy?" Three years later, Cen Zhou and Su Qing'an had no entanglement at all, and Emperor Liang thought that the bridge would return to the bridge.

   "Your master also knows about these things. I had a candle-lit conversation with your master last night and decided to tell you."

   "I was ashamed of your mother back then, so after you returned to Beijing, I tried to compensate you in other ways as much as possible."

"and many more-"

   All this was too absurd and caught off guard, which made Cen Zhou feel too absurd. He didn't believe it at first, but Emperor Liang mentioned his master, so there was no need for the other party to make up such a big lie.

  Cen Zhou's head was messed up, thinking that Su Qing'an was still alive and dead in Youzhou, and at the same time he was shocked and confused when he learned of his life experience, and slowly said hoarsely: "You guys, have you always known?"

"Yes."

"That's ridiculous…"

  It's so ridiculous that Cen Zhou didn't know what to say for a while.

   "Then what am I?" Cen Zhou's heart was aching, he couldn't believe it, "I have been hiding it from me for so many years, and now tell me, what am I?"

   He thought he was an orphan, he thought he was abandoned by his parents. After he finally let go of his past and stopped looking for his life experience, he also found the person he wanted in his life.

  The emperor above ten thousand told him that he killed his father with his own hands!

Emperor Liang vaguely saw the figure of the county master through Cen Zhou: "Don't blame your master, I have been looking for you all these years, and finally heard the news of you in the northwest, so I asked your master to adopt you, in the final analysis, It's all my fault."

  Cen Zhou stood up, the light and shadow in his eyes were chaotic, he divided his face into light and dark sides, and his tone was cold and tense: "Where's my master?"

   "He's in the Dingbei General's Mansion. Go to him now. He also has a lot to say to you."

  Cen Zhou closed his eyes, there were thousands of threads in his head, he couldn't understand it clearly, he couldn't accept it, he quickly rushed out.

   Emperor Liang said behind him.

   "From now on, whatever you want to do, I won't stop you. Whether you want to avenge your father or fight for Daliang, it's up to you."

   "It's just..." Emperor Liang smiled, "You seem to be happy with Zhaoyi?"

  Cen Zhou turned his back to him, his footsteps stopped, his eyebrows were astonishingly cold: "The emperor is threatening me?"

   Emperor Liang didn't want to do this, but he had to make plans for Xiao Jiu. Rather than discovering the truth in the future and causing the two to break up, he might as well tell him now: "The things in the world cannot be separated from black and white, so you can decide for yourself."

  Cen Zhou rushed back to the Dingbei General Mansion, and stood outside for a long time, but never went in.

  A long time ago, he asked the master about his background.

  Master didn't know how to cover up the past, so he smiled condescendingly at him: "Isn't it bad to be with Master? You only need to live a healthy and happy life!"

   It turned out that the master knew it for a long time, but he just didn't want him to know.

  The sky is full of stars, a meteor streaks across the sky and falls into the sky.

  The autumn wind is rustling, which means infinite coldness.

   "Jin Yuan." The man looked at him complicatedly.

  Cen Zhou did not speak.

"I haven't mentioned your biological parents for so many years. I don't want you to live with hatred. It's a good thing for you to stay away from the imperial power." He explained, "But now things have happened too much and deviate from the original life. You and Zhaoyi The princess will get along day and night in the future, you still have to know."

  "I..." Cen Zhou's eyes were desolate, his fingers were tense, and he paused at every word, it was hard to say those two words, dry and unfamiliar, "The grave of my parents," asked softly, "Where is it?"

   "Xijiao Mountain, Ganmei Temple, and the last two unnamed tombstones. They are buried there together, which is the last wish of Xiaohe County Lord."

"I see."

   "Don't hold it in your heart, you blame me..."

   "You raised me, and the grace of raising is greater than heaven."

  Who can he blame, who should he blame, and what is he going to do?

   can't tell.

  Cen Zhou went to the western suburbs to offer incense to his deceased parents.

   He sat there for a long time and thought about it a lot, from the year he remembered, the years he grew up in a pack of wolves, to his longing for walking in the rivers and lakes when he followed Master to practice calligraphy and swordsmanship.

   Later, it was the confusion of finding his parents alone, and then...meeting Su Qingan.

   She is now alone in Youzhou, not knowing her life or death.

   These past events are replayed in Cen Zhou's eyes, playing back and forth in a loop, circling and contending.

   Master said a long time ago: "A swordsman cannot save a city of people, but a general can."

In the desolate autumn, in the quiet back forest, the plum blossoms are still buried in the branches, the back in black is lonely, the wine jar in his hand has fallen to the ground, the fingertips have drawn the cold tombstone, the temperature has been cold to the heart, and a **** trail has been cut open. The mouth has been empty for so many years.

   The cyan jade pendant was shining brightly in the middle of the night, reflecting the dark and narrow eyes.

finally.

   The black soil was picked apart by the long sword.

   (end of this chapter)