, how could it be reduced to this situation now?"

When talking about this matter, the emperor became excited.

"I am the king of a country, the king of heaven and earth, father and son. The king is the greatest and the father is the eldest. I chose her as the Taoist cauldron to help me practice. It is her blessing and her honor. But when things come to pass, she

Going back on my word will cause all my previous efforts to be wasted, not to mention throwing her into the cold palace, even beating her to death, she deserves it!"

"Snapped!"

A slap hit the emperor hard on the face.

Everyone was as silent as a cicada, and no one dared to come out to stop him.

"There are so many people in the harem, but you chose her!"

Song Jingang had a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "Back then, you knelt in front of me and begged me to let you go for the sake of our friendship over so many years. I was soft-hearted. If I had known that after so many years, you would still refuse to repent.

, I should have chopped you off that night in the palace."

The emperor's face was ashen and he said coldly: "You are the best master in the world and a hero that everyone respects. You rely on your status and cherish your feathers. You just don't want to bear the infamy of regicide."

"Haha!" Song Jingang laughed, "Do I, Mr. Song, care about this? I just don't want to see the child be born without a mother, and then without a father! To say that life is miserable, there is no one in the world who has a more miserable life than him.

Human? With the most respected status and the most prominent family background in the world, he should have been the happiest person in the world, but what? As soon as he was born, his biological father forced his mother to death, and he was poisoned by the cold poison from his biological father, day and night.

It’s so ironic to suffer so much and hide in the mountains and forests to become a bandit!”

Everyone looked at Fan Xiaodao.

I saw tears in his eyes and he stood there blankly.

Song Jingang took out a scroll from his arms and slowly unfolded it.

Above is a portrait, a portrait of a woman.

Previously, this portrait was hung in Song Jingang's study. It was also Song Jingang's most beloved painting. After he faked his death, the painting disappeared. It turned out that he had always carried it with him.

The woman above, who captivated the city and the country, was none other than Li Zhiyue, the concubine of Changle and the wife of the emperor.

Everyone looked at the portrait with their own thoughts.

Song Jingang said to the emperor: "Apologise to Zhiyue!"

The emperor also had a complicated expression, and after a long time he said: "I am not wrong!"
Chapter completed!