Chapter 328 (1/2)

Xuanyuan Zhiling wanted to find an excuse to keep Xuanyuan Mexico City alive, but in fact there was no way, because the Emperor didn't do whatever he wanted. If he could do whatever he wanted, it would not be the emperor, it would be a tyrant.

So when Xuanyuan Mocheng decided to die and was pushed outside the hall to behead, the only thing Xuanyuan Zhiling did was sit in the Yonghe hall.

He controlled his steps without saying a word, because he really wanted to rush out and rob Xuanyuan Mexico City from the executioner's head, but his reason told him not to do so, because the crimes committed by Xuanyuan Mexico City were enough for him to die ten times.

When the cry outside the hall came, Xuanyuan Zhiling stood in the hall. He was almost blocking his ears because it was the voice of the executioner. He was very clear.

Xuanyuan Zhiling sat in a chair so fragile for the first time and his eyes were distracted, because he knew that Xuanyuan Mexico City was dead and his head fell to the ground. From then on, there was no Xuanyuan Mexico City in the world.

He killed his own brother. This fact is cruel. Even if Xuanyuan Zhiling is the emperor, he can even control everyone's life and death, but he can't face this fact.

Even though they are antagonistic and fighting when they grow up, they still play together like ordinary children when they are young, but interests change their feelings.

Xuanyuan grilled Ling's heart was so chaotic that he could hardly think. He wanted to find a ground seam to drill in and then never come out again. In his head, he imagined the head of Xuanyuan Mexico City rolling down from his neck. Was he still smiling when he died?

Whether he was finally free, whether he had no hatred in his heart, but when the scene appeared in Xuanyuan Zhiling's head, he didn't dare to continue to think about it, because the fact was really terrible.

Suddenly at this time, the door of Yonghe hall was opened from the outside, and a light came in along the crack of the door and shone on Xuanyuan Zhiling's back. Under the sunshine, Xuanyuan Zhiling looked very lonely.

”Since I'm not willing, why don't I go out and stop?” Qin Feng stood at the door and looked at Xuanyuan's back. She didn't know if it was her illusion. She seemed to find that her back was shaking.

Qin Feng's heart trembled fiercely. The man still showed his fragile side in front of him. Qin Feng was distressed, but she knew that if she showed her love for him, it would only make Xuanyuan Zhiling more vulnerable.

Xuanyuan roasted Ling didn't speak. He raised his head and turned his face. Qin Feng unexpectedly found that Xuanyuan roasted Ling's eyes were red, and there were even faint tears in them.

Qin Feng's heart trembled fiercely again. She went up and gently hugged Xuanyuan Zhiling's head, making him rest in his arms. At this moment, Xuanyuan Zhiling was like a child, and Qin Feng was the umbrella.

”I can't help it. You know, even if I don't kill him, the ministers won't agree. He's damned, but I can't live in my heart.” Xuanyuan Zhiling showed himself so fragile in front of Qin Feng for the first time.

Qin Feng heard Xuanyuan burning Ling's trembling voice, and her heart trembled fiercely. This feeling is like being electrified by something or stabbed by something. Her heart will hurt fiercely.

Qin Feng held Xuanyuan roasted Ling tightly, and a trace of love flashed in his eyes, because Qin Feng had never seen such a fragile Xuanyuan roasted Ling.

”But there's no way. Do you really want to torture yourself like this?” Qin Feng frowned slightly. Seeing Xuanyuan burning Ling like this, Qin Feng felt sad, but he still had no way. He had to hold him tightly.

Even if Qin Feng pretended to forget Xuanyuan Zhiling at the beginning, he didn't look like today, so Qin Feng was still worried about seeing Xuanyuan Zhiling like this.

Xuanyuan roasted Ling didn't speak. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and stared at Qin Feng and asked, ”is he really dead?”

Even though he knew what he asked was childish, Xuanyuan Zhiling couldn't help but reconfirm whether Xuanyuan Mexico City was really dead. He seems to have always felt that Xuanyuan Mexico City is still alive, and that illusion will always hover in Xuanyuan Zhiling's heart.

”Yes, he's dead. Since then, there's no such person in the world. Your country has finally settled down.” Qin Feng sighed, and a faint sadness flashed in his face.

Of course, the death of Xuanyuan ink city is a great blow to where Xuanyuan is, but even so, Qin Feng doesn't want to see Xuanyuan burning Ling down.

Xuanyuan roasts Ling with a wry smile. The mood in his face is a little complicated. This is the first time Qin Feng feels that he can't understand the expression of Xuanyuan roasts Ling.

”The person who is close to your brother is in front of you. Will you love such a person? Is it worth it? ” Xuanyuan roasted Ling seemed to be worried and stared into Qin Feng's eyes.

In the past, his eyes were always sharp and keen to live, but this time they were only sensitive. When Qin Feng saw such eyes, he immediately felt that Xuanyuan Zhiling was like an injured child. He seemed to feel that he had done something wrong.

Qin Feng doesn't know what he should say, or even how he should comfort Xuanyuan Shaoling, because Xuanyuan Shaoling died in Xuanyuan ink city, even if it's not Xuanyuan Shaoling's original intention and it's not Xuanyuan Shaoling's fault.

Qin Feng hugged more tightly and gently kissed Xuanyuan Zhiling's lips, so gentle and so loving.

”Of course, you are the most worthy person I love, and I have long been trapped in it and can't extricate myself.” Qin Feng just wanted to give Xuanyuan Zhiling more affirmation and relief, but she knew it was impossible just by virtue of this simple sentence.

If Xuanyuan Zhiling really wants to forget the pain of killing his brother, the only way may be time, only time to heal.