Time is slow

Chapter 795: Fate

Chapter 795 The End

Jiang Yuanchao laughed out loud as if he had heard the funniest joke.

Shao Mingyuan didn’t rush, just waited quietly for him to laugh enough.

Now that the outcome is a foregone conclusion, Jiang Yuanchao will have a hard time flying.

Calmness always belongs to the winner.

There were very few people still fighting, and under the bright sun, because I could see the tragedies in every place clearly, the chill was getting heavier.

Jiang Yuanchao finished laughing and began to step back.

Shao Mingyuan pulled into Qiao Zhao’s hand and followed.

“Master Jiang, if you retreat again, there will be a cliff behind you.” Shao Mingyuan reminded calmly.

Jiang Yuanchao paused in his footsteps, then turned his head to look.

At this moment, he is only a few feet away from the cliff, and further down is a dizzying abyss. If he falls, he will be shattered.

Jiang Yuanchao turned his head, there was no superfluous expression on his face, and there was still a smile on his lips.

That smile seemed to be what Qiao Zhao had when he first saw him.

Jiang Yuanchao smiled and took a half step back.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Zhao raised his heart inexplicably.

For this person, she always wanted to avoid it, but she really didn’t want to see the people who had so many encounters die in front of her eyes.

However, at this time, Jiang Yuanchao’s ending is not something that anyone is willing or unwilling to change.

Conspiracy and defeat, the fate is self-evident.

“Haha.” A chuckle sounded, but there was no trace of warmth, and the coolness reached people’s hearts.

Jiang Yuanchao fixedly looked at Qiao Zhao and asked, “So you also care about me?”

Qiao Zhao was suffocated by the question.

Shao Mingyuan clenched Qiao Zhao’s hand and smiled lightly: “Master Jiang, don’t you think it’s boring to say this at this time?”

Jiang Yuanchao turned his gaze back to Shao Mingyuan, and sighed after a long time: “Shao Mingyuan, I really envy your good luck.”

“Good luck?”

Jiang Yuanchao sneered at the corner of his lips: “Isn’t it good luck? You and I share the secret of life experience, but you are the son of Zhenyuan Hou. After Zhongliang, the great Confucian Qiao Zhuo took the initiative to betroth your granddaughter to you, and many people wanted to keep it. You help. And what about me?”

The smile on Jiang Yuanchao’s mouth disappeared without knowing it: “I am the son of King Su, the remnant of King Su in the world! After knowing who I am, let alone justify my name, I will even break out in a cold sweat in my dreams. If possible, I’d rather be the beggar who was adopted by Jiang Tang, the commander of the Jinlin Guards, rather than the ‘young master’ as those people call him.”

“I remember you were an orphan, why did you suddenly become the son of King Su?” Shao Mingyuan asked after a moment of silence.

Jiang Yuanchao laughed: “Orphans? Orphans are also raised by their parents and mothers. They must not have been created from the cracks of stones, right?”

Having said this, his eyes swept across Qiao Zhao’s face and said calmly: “Since you are curious, I have nothing to hide, so I will solve this doubt for you. I always thought that I was the son of Orion, my father and mother. After I died, I fell into the streets and became a beggar, and later I met my adoptive father who was on a business trip and brought me back to the capital…”

“Until that trip to Lingnan, I was originally entrusted by my adoptive father to investigate the remnants of King Su, but I didn’t expect to find out my identity by accident.”

Having said this, Jiang Yuanchao sneered twice: “It’s not right to say that, it’s not so much that I found out, it’s better that those people took the initiative to find me. Only then did I know that I was not the son of an hunter at all, but The son of King Su’s outer chamber. Because there was no jade ultimatum after birth, King Su sent someone to quietly send me out before preparing to start the army, just in case, to save a drop of blood for himself.”

Jiang Yuanchao’s originally calm eyes gradually turned sad, and he laughed at himself: “It’s a pity that King Su has done all the calculations, but he didn’t count that the son he left behind is in his twenties and hasn’t married and had children, so his bloodline can’t last. .”

“Master Jiang—”

Jiang Yuanchao interrupted Shao Mingyuan: “Could it be that the marquis sympathizes with me? There is no need for it. There is nothing to say if you win or lose. Do you know what will happen if I win?”

Shao Mingyuan did not answer.

Jiang Yuanchao sneered: “I will let you die without a burial, and then take back my beloved woman!”

A cold light flashed in Shao Mingyuan’s eyes.

In the face of dying people, he is tolerant enough, without retorting.

The wind was blowing on the edge of the cliff, flowing through the three-person room, two people stood on one side, and only one person stood on the other side.

“Okay, now that your curiosity is satisfied, then, may I ask a question.”

“you say.”

Jiang Yuanchao smiled: “This question is not for you, but for her.”

Shao Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Zhao, and then looked at Jiang Yuanchao: “Then you don’t need to ask me, just ask your wife.”

The word “wife” seemed to sting Jiang Yuanchao’s heart, causing pain to flash through his eyes.

He stood on the edge of the cliff and was silent for a while, before looking directly into Qiao Zhao’s eyes and asking, “Have you ever… had a little heart for me?”

Qiao Zhao was silent, the wind on the edge of the cliff blew her skirt, it was no longer the same plain color, but a bright scenery.

“What about a long time ago? When you weren’t married to this man.” Jiang Yuanchao’s eyes were filled with hope, but he couldn’t even believe that he would get a positive answer. The light was weaker than fireflies.

Although weak, it was still lit, eager to wait for the other party’s answer.

Shao Mingyuan inexplicably felt that Jiang Yuanchao’s question was a little strange, as if he, like him, knew something secret.

The thought of    made him feel a little complicated, and he unconsciously clenched Qiao Zhao’s hand.

Qiao Zhao lowered his eyes: “No…”

She raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite her. Although she felt that it was cruel to say so in such a situation, she didn’t want to deceive him, and said seriously, “It wasn’t even a long, long time ago.”

Jiang Yuanchao took another half step back.

Qiao Zhao’s lips moved slightly, and he wanted to shout carefully, but he didn’t shout.

“Why?” Jiang Yuanchao murmured these words, staring into Qiao Zhao’s eyes.

Qiao Zhao couldn’t help but glance at Shao Mingyuan and said, “Because a long time ago, I knew that I would marry a man named Shao Mingyuan when I grew up. Maybe I was curious at first, noticed so many things about him, and slowly forgot about him. Open your heart and let other men in.”

Shao Mingyuan’s expression moved slightly, but he stopped talking.

Jiang Yuanchao finally waited for an answer that made him happy, and smiled at Qiao Zhao: “Qiao Zhao, see you in the next life.”

After he finished speaking, he pulled out the long knife around his waist and smeared it down on his neck.

The moment    blood splashed out, Jiang Yuanchao laughed.

He wanted this world, and so did the beauties, but in the end there was nothing, just like his status as a beggar who had nothing at the beginning.

Fortunately, he finally knew a little bit, it was not early enough for him to meet her.

What he thought was a long, long time ago, not her long, long time ago.

Then in the next life, let’s meet sooner.

Ask everyone for guaranteed monthly tickets and recommended tickets, love you.

(end of this chapter)