Chapter 1167: My gentle tyrant (45)_1

Her slightly cold fingertips touched her skin, causing her to tremble a little.

The piercing pain only lasted for a moment.

The layers of gauze covered the charming scene, silent in the endless night.

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Ji Rong woke up very early.

He opened his eyes and looked at the person beside him. His gaze fell on that familiar face.

She was still there.

Only then did he relax slightly.

Staring at the woman’s beautiful and peaceful sleeping face, Ji Rong gradually fell into a daze.

Emotions flashed in his eyes.

A moment of confusion.

It seemed that he had not had a headache for a long time. Or rather, since he came to that modern world, he had not had a headache again, nor was he so irritable that he wanted to kill.

He seemed to be gradually becoming a normal person.

However, Ji Rong knew that this was only the surface.

How could a person who was rotten to the core deserve to have light again?

As the heir to the Ji dynasty.

When the previous Emperor was still in power, Ji Rong was not the tyrannical King she was today. Instead, she was the Crown Prince Yuan Xian, who was praised by everyone. He was a young man full of wisdom and excellent martial arts skills. Almost everyone thought that he would be a wise King in the future.

Back then.

Prince Yuan Xian, who was only 15 or 16 years old, led an Army to conquer Western Liang and returned with a great victory. He was a young man in fresh clothes and with many outstanding achievements, he should have returned with glory to welcome his era.

But for some reason …

This young Crown Prince had gone on a killing spree on the night he had returned victorious.

The generals and comrades who had fought alongside him had all died at his hands, and warm blood stained the young man’s white hands.

It was as if everything had changed from this day on.

His glory faded.

The original hero had become a sinner.

His temperament had also changed from the original gentle and pure to the current brutal and bloodthirsty.

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Ji Rong’s eyelashes drooped, and her red lips curved into a mocking smile.

No one knew why his temperament had changed so much.

Because those who knew about it were all dead.

No one would believe that it was his good father who had sent people to drug him, causing him to act like a wild beast and go on a killing spree.

One by one, his companions died in his hands.

Blood dyed the sky red that night.

Among them was his childhood playmate, the high-spirited young man who said that he would become a great general and assist him when he was promoted;There was also his teacher, who had taught him the art of the Emperor and the way of man.And one by one …

But they all died in his hands.

Even now, he could still feel the warmth on his hand.

That was, blood …

During that period of time, Ji Rong was muddleheaded and did not know how she managed to survive.

In one day’s time.

Half awake, half crazy.

It was an accident that her biological father had drugged her.

Ji Rong would never have thought that the reason his father had drugged him was because he was afraid that his merits would surpass his master’s, and that his prestige among the people would surpass his father’s.

Therefore, he had deliberately planned this to destroy Ji Rong.

When she knew all this, Ji Rong laughed so hard that she almost cried.

It was such a ridiculous reason.

His hands were stained with the blood of his comrades, companions, and teachers.

What the old Emperor did not expect was that Ji Rong would kill him so directly.

He had killed the Emperor with his own hands.

He was going against the world’s condemnation.

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He had been pulled into the abyss by his biological father, and he had been struggling in the mud ever since.

Her headache was getting worse by the day.

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