klisemfg Chapter 597: End of this life, no more cultivation in the next life
Chapter 597: End of this life, no more cultivation in the next life
Even though Yin was shouting and waving desperately, Leng Yixing's empty eyes just swept over Yin...without stopping on Yin, he turned his head back again.
Leng Yixing was still there, smiling foolishly, shouting, and yelling at the people around her to bow and greet her as the princess.
Yin stared at Leng Yixing intently, feeling a pain in her heart as if it were being stabbed by a knife.
Yin's mind flashed back to the image of Leng Rongyue that she saw in the lobby that day...
Then he looked at his own daughter who was acting crazy and talking nonsense...
Yin wanted to cry but had no tears.
They fight and rob by themselves, using any means necessary and are never satisfied.
He had taken everything from his wife, and now he wanted his daughter to take everything from Leng Rongyue.
But now?
Leng Rongyue is the granddaughter of Duke Anguo;
She is the fiancée of His Royal Highness Prince Yu;
She is the future daughter-in-law of the Emperor and Empress.
But his own daughter was exiled to a bitter and cold place thousands of miles away to be a slave.
Let’s not talk about the long journey, whether his daughter can make it alive;
Even if you reach...
How could his spoiled daughter endure the hardship of being a slave?
I'm afraid that my daughter will eventually die.
And the other side.
Another cry startled Yin.
Yin suddenly turned her head and looked towards the crying sound...
That's my Yang'er!
It was his beloved son Leng Yiyang!
"Yang'er... Yang'er..."
Yin's throat was hoarse as she shouted at Leng Yiyang...
Leng Yiyang actually heard it.
He heard someone calling him.
Following the sound, I saw a dirty woman with disheveled hair and wounds all over her body lying in a wooden cage prison car.
She was reaching towards herself;
She was calling her own name.
But the way she looked...
Leng Yiyang was so frightened that he took several steps back, sat down on the ground, and was speechless for a long time.
Is that...is that his mother?
How come he...how come he is almost unrecognizable?
Leng Yiyang wanted to open his mouth and call for his mother.
But then I think again...it's all my mother's fault!
If it weren't for her, he would still be the eldest master of Marquis Qinxing's Mansion!
Why would I have to endure this hardship and suffering?
How could I be driven out of the capital and become a slave?
I am the eldest son of the Marquis's family, how can I be someone else's servant?
It’s all my mother’s fault!
“It’s all your fault!
It's all your fault!
I hate you!
go to hell!
You are not my mother!"
Leng Yiyang suddenly went crazy and shouted at Yin at the top of his lungs!
Yin was stunned!
Is this her son?
Is this her most precious son?
What is he saying?
He hates himself?
He doesn't recognize himself as his mother anymore?
Yin tried desperately to raise her head, wanting to take one last look at her precious son before she died...
However, his beloved son had already turned around, leaving him with only his back...
It was this back figure that Yin still stared at greedily... stared...
This is the end of the mother-son relationship in this life...
Today... is the day of my death!
Today... I will be cut into pieces!
Myself and my children...I can't see them in this life, and I won't see them in the next life!
It's all my own fault that I ended up like this!
The sin... has been committed, and the retribution... has come!
Think about it, I spent decades of peaceful life, used vicious means to kill people, and ended up with my family broken up and being cut into pieces, just to steal less than ten years of wealth...
does it worth?
does it worth?
Under the dual pressure of the officials' whips and scabbards, the exiled prisoners reluctantly lined up and walked out of Shuntian Prefecture Prison one by one, embarking on the road of exile.
When Leng Yiyang's short and thin figure disappeared at the gate and could no longer be seen, Yin slumped down on the prison van and fainted.
Leng Xian, who was lying in another wooden cage prison car, was also staring at the figures of Leng Yixing and Leng Yiyang as they disappeared at the prison gate.
Leng Xian didn't shout or yell, he just watched without blinking...
Despite the current situation, he could not help but hate Yin and his mother, and also hated these two evil and useless illegitimate children.
But, children are children after all.
I have also been hurt, and I have also loved...
This was the last time they saw each other in this life, Leng Xian couldn’t help but look towards them.
My daughter is crazy...
son……
When Leng Xian heard the cruel and ruthless words his son shouted at his biological mother Yin, he no longer wanted to call his son!
Leng Xian's heart was completely dead!
Leng Xian was still hesitating...
Hesitating whether to call his son;
Take a good look at your only son;
At the last moment, say a few more words to your son.
However... forget it!
Leng Xian could imagine that even if he, as a father, called out to his son...
I guess... Leng Yiyang would also yell at me using the same words.
After all, he is the Marquis of Qinxing, and he is the eldest son of the Marquis of Qinxing’s mansion.
Even if he could never become the heir of Marquis Qinxing's mansion, he was still the eldest son.
But now, I am a criminal facing death by thousands of cuts, how could he still recognize me as his father?
Even if I called out to him... I would only be bringing shame upon myself.
That's it!
We are father and son in this life...let's stop here!
Think about your life...
As a son, I have never seen my own father;
I became a father, and watched my son leave like this. In the blink of an eye, they were separated forever. I hope we can meet in this life or the next.
What is the purpose of coming to this world?
Just to satisfy your mother's vanity?
Just to satisfy the Yin family's bottomless greed?
Just to hurt the most beautiful woman who loves you the most?
Just to be cut into pieces?
That's it!
What husband and wife, mother and son, father and son...
It’s over in this life, I won’t cultivate in the next!