"Li Ruiyun and I are incompatible with each other. I would rather die ten times than say a single word of begging in front of him!"
In order to help his son escape the disaster, He Yuting earnestly persuaded him to change his mind and surrender to Tian Xiao. Unexpectedly, Ling Yun was resolute and decisive and would rather die than surrender.
He Yuting was speechless for a long time, and then said after a long time: "But Zhichao, why are you bothering? To be honest, these days, I have witnessed too much killing and bloodshed for my father. Feng Chaoying, the Queen, the Prince of Jinling... dearest friends , each living life disappeared in the blink of an eye——
"Zhichao, can you understand the painful feeling of being a father? I really don't want you to be the next person to suffer! You know, my He family can no longer afford to lose: Cheng Qi is dead, Huan Yu Let's go, if something happens to you again, what will your mother and I do?"
Ling Yun felt an uncomfortable and stinging feeling in his throat, as if something had been blocked. He paused for a long time before he spoke, with endless bitterness in his voice, "I'm sorry, Daddy, I haven't been able to fulfill my filial duty as a human son before." ; And from now on, I can no longer be happy and filial in front of you and my mother, the child is unworthy. Farewell, father, please pay homage to Lin'er!"
As he spoke, he knelt down and bowed deeply.
He Yuting's heart ached so much that he pushed Ling Yun away and said: "I don't want you to worship, let alone die! Zhichao, will you listen to your father? Although Li Ruiyun has done many evil things, even though you and him have had problems before. Many grudges are due to different stances and everyone has their own master!
"Actually speaking, I admire Li Ruiyun quite a lot. At least he can be magnanimous, ignore past grudges, and act only on merit. Li Ruiyun also promised me that as long as you can serve him, you will be guaranteed a high official position, great salary, glory and wealth—— When the time comes, we, father and son, will be happy and harmonious in the court, and we will be able to live in harmony with the young and old in the palace, and share a family relationship. Isn't it a happy thing?"
"Stop talking!..." Ling Yun lowered his eyes sadly, his long eyelashes covering the obscure emotions in his eyes, and said dumbly: "Who doesn't want the old and the young to live in harmony and share a family; but in this situation, do you think it is possible? The country Now that it’s broken, what’s the point of talking about?”
He Yuting said: "Zhichao, why are you so stubborn? Could it be that my father's heartfelt words just now really couldn't move your heart at all? Is it true that your heart is as stone as stone? Why can't you kid? Do you understand the painstaking efforts of being a father?"
Ling Yun said coldly: "Yes, I can't understand dad's painstaking efforts; but dad, can you understand the hatred between me and Li Ruiyun?"
"You!..." He Yuting was furious and speechless for a moment. After a while, he said, "Do you really not care about your parents' feelings at all and really just want to die?"
Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Who would be so stupid that they only want to die, and who don't want to live a good life! Ants are greedy for life, let alone a human being? But if I am allowed to humiliate myself in front of Li Ruiyun without dignity, I would rather die than live by simply obeying his command, and even torturing him!"
The saddest thing was not that he was hoarse, but that he was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He Yuting was so angry that he felt extremely hopeless.
He pointed at Ling Yun with trembling fingers and said: "Your body, hair, and skin are all given by your parents; you are my son, and the blood of me, He Yuting, is flowing in you. What qualifications do you have to decide your life or death? Even if you want to die, You also need to ask your parents first if they agree?"
Ling Yun's peaceful expression finally cracked, like a flower that suddenly withered in the years. He raised his sword eyebrows and said coldly: "Am I your son? Ask yourself what you have done these days: colluding with Tian Xiao, subverting the court; aiding Zhou to commit evil, harming loyal and good people... You are simply unworthy of being a minister, let alone a son of man! You Are you worthy of being my father? What qualifications do you have to decide my fate?"
"You...you rebellious son!..."
He Yuting tried his best to persuade him for a long time, but when he saw that his son was still stubborn and insisted on having his own way, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved and depressed. At this time, he heard his son say such rebellious and unkind words, and the suppressed anger boiled in his chest like a raging flame. , suddenly rushed to Tianling Gai.
His eyes were blood red, and he was gritting his teeth. He raised his trembling hand and fell viciously on his son's pale and handsome face.
Ling Yun didn't move or hide, and endured his father's slap firmly.
He closed his eyes slightly, only to feel a roaring in his ears, and there was a moment of trance in front of his eyes.
Under his father's angry slap, his prone figure staggered forward uncontrollably and almost fell.
The huge force made half of his cheek almost numb with pain, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out from the corner of his pale mouth.
Looking at Ling Yun's miserable and fragile appearance, He Yuting felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by a big hand, shrinking into a ball in an instant.
He bit his bloodless lips tightly with his teeth, rushed forward and hugged his son's body, whimpering: "I'm sorry Zhichao, I was wrong, I shouldn't have hit you, I was wrong..."
As he spoke, he burst into tears.
Ling Yun raised his hand and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "No, daddy, it's the child's fault. The child shouldn't have said such disobedient and unkind words."
He Yuting sighed and said, "Zhichao, why don't you listen to your father?"
Ling Yun did not answer directly, but just said: "I'm sorry, dad, Lin'er is unkind, dad just pretends that he never had a son like me..."
He Yuting was paused for a moment; it turned out that the confusion and the wisp of gray in the sky were so similar. He just choked and didn't speak.
Ling Yun added: "Lin'er also asked dad to promise Lin'er something."
"What's up?"
There was a layer of sadness in Ling Yun's eyes, but he calmed down in just a moment. His voice was cold, lonely, and a little trembling, "Father, please don't tell my mother about this matter first. I'll talk to you later." Let’s take a chance to tell her, okay?”
He Yuting nodded first, and then shook his head; he could no longer cry at this time, and just stood there blankly, like a puppet whose heart had been ripped out.
He said nothing, covered his face with his hands, and staggered away...
The gloomy sky is still raining autumn rain, neither urgent nor slow, neither sparse nor dense. The drops are scattered and thin, like the sadness of leaving someone, endless.
After Li Ruiyun learned the news that Ling Yun would rather die than surrender, he couldn't help but sigh: "Master He, I really admire Li. I admire you for raising such a heroic son who would rather break than bend! Alas, such a first-class character, What a pity that such an outstanding and handsome man cannot be used by me - what a pity! "
He Yuting's face was ashen and his lips moved, but in the end he could not say anything. At this time, he had lost all his feelings and mood, and walked out like a zombie. The housekeeper He Luwei hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
Ding Jinzhi on the side felt pity when he saw this, and wanted to chase his sworn brother out to comfort his bewildered mood. However, when he turned back and carefully looked at Li Ruiyun's uncertain face, he couldn't help but hesitate again.
Ding Xin and Ding Yi beside them looked at each other with horror.
Li Ruiyun's eyes darkened instantly. He pondered for a moment and then ordered Li Zhishan in a cold voice, "Commander Li, you will take people to the cell early tomorrow morning and send Ling Yun on his way. Mr. Ding, you are responsible for supervising and following up."
Li Zhishan and Ding Jinzhi agreed in unison.
Li Zhishan glanced at Ding Jinzhi hesitantly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said slowly: "It's just Mr. He's side..."
There was a bone-chilling chill in Li Ruiyun's dark eyes, as if everything around him was going to freeze instantly, "Ling Yun is seeking death himself, and he can't blame anyone else. On Mr. He's side, we have done our utmost to be benevolent; in order to take care of Mr. He's feelings for the last time , just give Ling Yun a whole corpse."
Li Zhishan said: "Master Li has a kind heart, and his subordinates are heartbroken." After saying this, he bowed to Li Ruiyun and turned around to leave.
When He Yuting returned to the Marquis' Mansion, it was already very late. His steps were shaky and drowsy. He walked into the study room and collapsed on the chair.
The cold dew and cold wind howled late at night, and his hands and feet were cold and numb. He felt that his body was extremely tired, and his eyes were staring blankly at the roof, as if he could see through it.
At this moment, he felt how small and helpless he was, being pushed around by the crowd but unable to do anything.
The dull sound of rain falling outside the window, accompanied by the deep and lonely night, repeatedly tortured his confused mood.
He was curled up in a chair alone, unable to sleep; thinking about all the disturbing things in his mind, he felt like the darkness was like an endless net, wrapping him tightly...
The sky gradually grew brighter, and the window lattice began to glow faintly white. His eyes were numb, as if a piece of hot coal had been stuffed into his eyes. He was gradually getting sleepy, and he was barely hazy for a moment...
I don’t know how much time passed, and I don’t know when it was. Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then his study door clanged, making a noise like thunder.
Which slave was so unreasonable as to bother him at this time? No eyesight at all.
He was about to get angry, but when he heard Princess Changqing's somewhat crying words, he immediately fainted.
He rubbed his sore and aching eyes vigorously, stood up with difficulty, and swayed his buoyant body to open the door.
Princess Chang Qing was seen standing at the door angrily, followed by the maid Yan Cui and several other girls and attendants; everyone's face was full of panic and helplessness.
Biyun, the eldest girl who has always been at Princess Changqing's side, is not here. Because Princess Huanyu fled after hearing the news a few days ago, in order to take care of the princess, she left the Marquis' Mansion with the princess.
At this time, looking at Princess Chang Qing's tense face and eyes full of resentment, He Yuting forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Princess, you... you are so arrogant, what happened?"
