Demoting the Wife to a Concubine? The Reborn Legitimate Daughter Crippled his Entire Family.

Before Ling Fengyang died, Princess Pingyao went to see him for the last time.

This time he looked very calm. The injuries and pain everywhere had tortured him to the point of death. He looked unkempt and even more embarrassed than a homeless person begging on the street.

But Princess Pingyao can understand.

No matter how noble and handsome a person is, once he becomes a prisoner and undergoes severe punishment, no one can remain noble. This is fair to everyone.

"The Sheng family was completely wiped out because of my plan." The figure leaning against the wall remained motionless, with messy hair covering his original appearance. "When the late emperor asked me to fake my death to Nan Zhao, I hesitated. , because you were already twenty years old at that time, well past the age for ordinary women to get married, and you didn’t have a few years of youth to waste. "

Princess Pingyao's eyes were cold, and the corner of her mouth raised a sarcastic arc: "My princess' youth will always be there. Even when I am thirty, forty, or fifty years old, I can still live like a teenager." Little girl, but you harmed the Sheng family, even if you came back three years ago, do you think this princess will let you go? "

So don't say that you have hesitated or hesitated, they are just excuses.

He was also worried that when he came back, she would find out his treacherous plot and turn him into a vengeful person, so he faked his own death, thinking that after three years she would see him come back alive and be overjoyed to see him come back from the dead, so he would not pursue the case for another three years. His conspiracy?

Ling Fengyang seemed to have not heard her words, and his tone was calm and calm: "Because I know your temperament, getting married at the age of twenty is not a problem, but once you go to Nanzhao, no one knows how many years you will stay there. My death news After reaching Yong Kingdom, I am not sure whether you will protect yourself for me, whether you will be heartbroken, whether you will think of dying for me... I have thought about the worst consequences, but the late emperor said Time is the best medicine, forcing me to fake death..."

The sarcasm on Princess Pingyao's face became more intense: "Safeguard one's life? Sacrifice one's love? What a ridiculous guess."

"Pingyao, I'm sorry for you. I deserve everything today." Ling Fengyang's voice gradually turned despairing, "If there is a next life, I will never let you down again, and I will love you well——"

"There is no next life." Princess Pingyao interrupted him with a cold and unfeeling tone, "This princess will never agree with anyone in the next life, let alone you are not worthy at all."

Thinking that this man was about to die, the eldest princess of Pingyao decided to say a few more words to him: "If this princess is reincarnated into a human being in the next life, then you must be a cow and horse; if this princess is a noble, you must be a slave kneeling down to serve; if this princess is a Man, then you are the eunuch who entered the palace as a slave... In short, there is no chance that we will renew our relationship. If you are lucky enough to still have memories in this life, I will definitely kill you before you recognize me. "

After these words were finished, the figure huddled against the wall made no sound for a long time. The expression on the face covered by messy hair could not be seen clearly, and only a deathly silence slowly lingered around him.

Princess Pingyao threw a dagger in: "You can commit suicide."

Ling Fengyang's body finally moved, and he turned his head with difficulty and slowly, staring blankly at the dagger on the ground. For a long time, he stretched out his scarred hand and picked up the dagger with sluggish movements.

"So I... don't even have a chance to atone?"

"Yes." Princess Pingyao's voice was indifferent, "If you can bring back those who died three years ago, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins."

The light that had just appeared in Ling Fengyang's eyes was instantly extinguished because of these words.

"I really miss those years at the border." A look of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, "Those were probably the happiest years of my life."

Because of her company, they were carefree and carefree. Even in the face of war and bloodshed, they were full of ambition and felt that it was an honor to be shrouded in horse leather.

Ling Fengyang had thought about how he would die countless times, but he never thought that he would die in prison so miserably.

His wrists had already been bruised by the shackles and were stained with blood. It was painful to move even a little bit, and the hand holding the dagger was shaking terribly.

Ling Fengyang slowly raised his head and looked at the face outside the cell that had made him think about it day and night. He looked at it for a moment, as if he wanted to put this face into his mind and never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Now do you know how to show affection?" Princess Pingyao raised her eyebrows, even her sarcastic smile was cold, "What were you thinking when you planned to kill my uncle's family? Ling Fengyang, your attitude is really cool Disgusting."

Ling Fengyang's body trembled, nauseated?

Did he make her feel sick?

Eyes drooping, thinking of what he had done over the years, Ling Fengyang suddenly felt that she was right to be disgusted.

Even he felt disgusted.

So even if she killed him, she felt her hands were dirty?

Ling Fengyang lowered his eyes and looked at this exquisite dagger. The cold light was strong enough to cut iron like clay. The handle of the dagger had the marks he had carved back then.

This was a love token he gave her.

It's so sad and ridiculous.

The token of love he once gave her turned out to be a sharp weapon to end his life.

Ling Fengyang closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and slashed his neck with his right hand.

Bright red blood splattered.

He opened his eyes and focused on the face outside the cell, his lips moving: "Yes... I'm sorry..."

The eldest princess of Pingyao stood without saying a word, watching him fall to the ground with a thud, her eyes wide open as if she was still dead, a look of astonishment flashed across her eyes, and then she turned and left without hesitation.

Several jailers knelt on the ground respectfully.

Princess Pingyao coldly ordered: "Wait until he is completely dead before collecting his body."

"yes."

After leaving the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, Princess Pingyao patrolled around the palace. When she found the Fengtian Gate, she heard a noise: "You are so brave! After a few days of eating soft food, you don't know what you are? How dare you do this to me?" The princess is rude, believe it or not, I will beat you to death?”