The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met - Chapter 82

Wei Yun had been alone since the day when the entire family of the self-defense clan was destroyed.

The former Wei family was very big and there were many people.

Later, only Wei Yun was left.

From the time his father erased Wei Yun from the family tree of Wei’s family, Wei Yun started with the deep roots of Zeng Shu Da, which seemed unshakable, but had rotten to the roots of the big family, completely gone. .

Later, Dengpei died, and he tasted all the hardships by himself.

Until he was stunned by the traffickers, and when he woke up, he had been sold to a mysterious man.

He was kept in a wooden cage, with many teenagers who were almost the same age as him.

Later, Wei Yun learned that the mysterious man was a member of the biggest killer organization in the rivers and lakes.

They bought teenagers who looked like Wei Yun, and through all kinds of inhuman torture, they cultivated them into killing machines.

In the end, the same batch of bought teenagers will experience the most dangerous and fierce fighting each other, and only one person will survive in the end.

In such an extreme situation, in order to live, everyone will completely shatter all the conscience in their heart, become an evil spirit, and devour everything.

Wei Yun was there, experiencing betrayal, fighting, trampling…All the evils of human nature were torn to the surface of the skin, and it was undoubtedly revealed.

Countless blood tempering and torture eventually wiped out Wei Yun’s weakness, naivety, and even the purest goodness as a teenager, and severely discarded it.

Wei Yun was the one who survived in the end.

He climbed up on the bones of those who had been friends with him, but finally betrayed him one by one and wanted to kill him.

Later, it took him several years to finally destroy the darkest place in the world.

In the final battle, Wei Yun almost died.

At that time, he had also thought about it, whether it was like this, it would be filthy in this world, he thought, he should have nothing to miss.

But he happened to meet Qi Ji.

His father is the famous Nanping Hou, and as the elder son of Nanping Hou’s Mansion, he has always been a gold medalist, but he prefers to be friends with Wei Yun.

Qi Ji rescued Wei Yun, but never asked his past.

He knew that Wei Yun was not a wicked person, and he also cherished Wei Yun’s talent, but because of similar interests, Qi Ji unilaterally made his friend.

Wei Yun also discovered that Qi Ji seemed to be different from many other prominent younger generations.

As a son of the world, Qi Ji did not regard being in official position as the most important thing in this life, as his father expected.

He doesn’t seem to like the intrigue between courts and halls, you come and go.

He is more fond of calligraphy and calligraphy than those, and he is more willing to study ancient books, collect gold, stone, jade, precious mineral materials, or write books about all-around style and strange things, classified as miscellaneous.

In addition, he still has to compare with “eating”.

If it were not for delicious food, he would never have a bite.

In his words, “Life is short, and enjoying the moment is the most important thing.”

Although Nan Pinghou always had no good expressions on him, and always told him that it was the only way to get him into an official position, but he was not willing to push the only son born to the late wife too tight.

Although Qi Ji did not want to be an official, it was not that he could not understand the turmoil between the courts and the courts.

In Wei Yun’s eyes, he has always been a very confused person.

Wei Yun never wanted to involve Qi Ji in those whirlpools, but Qi Ji was always willing to intervene in things that could have been ignored for him.

Just to defend Yun Wuyu.

Such a sincere boy died on the eve of the palace change.

In this fight that he should have escaped from, he died because of his selfish belief in the king.

Wei Yun was always unwilling, always hard to suffer from his heart.

He also didn’t want to believe that the best friend who always called him “Yanchen” was now buried under the loess, and there was no sound anymore.

How could such a lively young man in Jinyi be so lifeless?

How can it be enough to kill only one letter king?

So many **** people are still alive.

However, they will not live long.

Sitting at the desk in the study, Wei Yun’s knuckles flexed, gripping the edge of his clothes tightly, and the green veins were slightly exposed.

There was a table of food on the table, and there was a slight heat, but the jade chopsticks in front of Wei Yun were still on the stopper, and there was no intention to move the chopsticks.

“Wei Yun… Wei Bo said that you have not eaten for two days, so you can eat a little.” Xie Tao sat opposite Wei Yun, watching him sitting at the table, still motionless, she spoke.

From the time she just came, Sheng Yueqi had already told her that Qi Ji had passed away.

At that time, Xie Tao’s mind suddenly flashed the appearance of the elder son who always liked to wear blue robes, with warm eyebrows, and always smiled and said some jokes. She also couldn’t believe that such a good person suddenly… …Gone?

Xie Tao still remembered that he brought her out of the plum garden that made her sit on pins and needles, and he often brought her many delicacies that she had never eaten.

Sometimes when he gets a good cook, he will let the cook go to the National Teacher’s Mansion for two days. The reputation is that he wants to improve the food in the “Monk Temple” for the ladies of the National Teacher’s Mansion.

From Meiyuan to later cooks, or the gadgets and snacks he often sent to Xie Tao, there are gradually rumors outside, saying that the son of Nanping Houfu, I am afraid that it is not because of the national teacher. Miss watch in the house.

Qi Ji explained to Wei Yun many times about this matter, and even patted his chest to make sure, “The girl you are fond of, I won’t move that crooked mind.”

“Wei Yun, eat some.”

Xie Tao simply stood up and sat beside Wei Yun, took the chopsticks placed on the Zhishi and stuffed it into his hand.

But when Wei Yun held the chopsticks and looked up at Xie Tao in front of him, his slender eyelashes trembled, and his eyes seemed to be filled with uncontrollable emotions.

The jade chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, breaking into several pieces.

Wei Yun hugged the girl sitting beside him.

His chin rested on her shoulders, and there were still bloodshot eyes in the pupils, faintly red.

“Peach…”

When he spoke, his voice was low and dumb, with a slight choking.

When did Xie Tao see Wei Yun doing this?

In her eyes, he has always been strong, as if omnipotent, and he has never shown such a fragile side in front of her.

She didn’t know,

In this world, there are few people who can make Wei Yun care about.

From the day his mother died and his father was beheaded, from the time he was later betrayed in a place comparable to infernal hell, from the time he was conspired, there was no one who cared about him anymore in this world. .

But then, there was one more Qi Ji.

In his heart, Qi Ji is a benefactor and a close friend.

Although he never said it.

Now, there is no more chance.

Even if Wei Yun used the most extreme method to torture King Xin to death, even if he killed all the private soldiers guarded in King Xin’s private prison, he still couldn’t relieve the pain in his heart at this moment.

“Now, I only have you.”

Wei Yun’s knuckles clasped Xie Tao’s arm tightly.

Where Xie Tao couldn’t see, the transparent wet lubrication at the end of his eyes fell on her shoulder, soaking a little dark mark.

He seemed to have never been so desperate.

At that moment, Xie Tao couldn’t help but shed tears.

Qi Ji’s death also made her unacceptable.

Until the food on the table was cool, the two embracing people still didn’t let each other go.

On the night after Xie Tao went back, Wei Yun went to the forbidden palace and met Emperor Qihe who had just woke up.

The emperor was lying on the dragon bed, but in just a few days, he seemed to be much older again, his face was almost filled with wrinkles, and his eyes were muddy.

His breath is already weak, and there are still some messy sounds in his chest when he breathes.

Anyone who has seen the appearance of this emperor knows that his end is approaching.

“National Division……”

When Emperor Qihe saw Wei Yun, he called out with difficulty.

“Your Majesty.” Wei Yun stood aside and responded lightly.

“I, I’m going to die soon.” At this moment, the emperor who didn’t want to grow old finally realized the reality, “Sure enough, the way of longevity… is just my delusion.”

But he woke up too late.

For his longevity dream, he paid for this illusion throughout the Great Week for more than 20 years.

During this period, he was lazy and negligent.

The large-scale construction and construction of Taoist temples almost emptied the national treasury.

Without money, taxes will be increased, and without people, they will force their strength to build a so-called enlightenment place for their own personal interests and worship the Supreme True Monarch.

It was also for his longevity dream, how many Taoist priests he called useless died in this world.

Because of taking Jindan, he often becomes crazy.

So in the forbidden palace, how many more the souls of slaves were added.

In the past few years when Guanqi and Emperor were emperors, in the past few years, he worked hard and loved the people. Perhaps he sat on the dragon chair for too long and listened to too many flattering words. Gradually he began to reluctantly let his power fall behind , Even less willing to be bound by the inevitable birth, old age, sickness and death.

He wants to be at the highest point of power forever and be the first person in this world forever.

But how is that possible?

“I didn’t expect that the last thing I could rely on was the national teacher…” Emperor Qi He suddenly sighed.

From the very beginning, Emperor Qi He was coveting the Xiaoqi order in Wei Yun’s hands.

But he didn’t expect that the king of Xin initiated a palace change, and in the end it was Wei Yun who sacrificed his life to save him.

Perhaps it is the death of man. At this moment, Emperor Qihe treated this young national teacher with a little more kind thoughts, “I hope that after my death, the national teacher can assist the prince.”

Now, he is finally willing to hand this dragon chair into the hands of the prince.

“The valiant cavalry, you can control for a while, but you can’t control the first life, the national teacher still… return it to the royal family.”

Emperor Qihe thought that his solitary remarks would surely shake the young national teacher in front of him.

But when Wei Yun listened to him, he pulled the corners of his lips and looked a little bit cold.

Sure enough, at this moment, Emperor Qihe still didn’t forget to take the Xiaoqi Ling back from his hand.

“The prince has committed a felony and has been imprisoned in Dali Temple by his majesty’s order. Did he forget?”

He said something unhurriedly.

When Emperor Qihe heard this sentence, he was taken aback.

Wei Yun said again, “The prince breaks the law and the common people commit the same crime. How can such a person inherit the Datong?”

At this moment, Qi Hedi widened his eyes as if he had guessed something. After a while, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, his expression becoming very excited, “You, are you…”

Father Deyu, who had been standing by, seemed to have guessed something terrible. His face changed drastically, and he trembled, but he dared not speak a word.

Wei Yun stared coldly at the old emperor who was struggling to stretch out his hand while lying on the dragon bed. “Your Majesty, do you remember that there was a Wei family in Yingdu?”

Weijia?

When Emperor Qihe heard this, he remembered the family of Weiguo who had been wiped out by him many years ago because of a major case.

“You, are you from the Wei family?”

Emperor Qihe couldn’t believe it.

Back then, the Wei family was full, but he ordered them all to be put to death. How could there be one left alive?

Qi He Di Si and Wei Yun were only a child at this age.

But how did he escape?

As long as Emperor Qi He thinks this way, he finds it particularly horrible.

Deliberately revealing the news of Xiaoqiling and deliberately attracting his attention, is it even for saving Jiayue deliberately?

“Are you trying to avenge the Wei family?”

In the end, Emperor Qi He struggled to speak out.

He stared at the young and beautiful national teacher in front of him, as if he had never really seen through him.

He originally thought he was the one in charge of the overall situation. He thought he had pinched Wei Yun in his hand like an ant.

But never thought, he has already led the wolf into the room?

When Wei Yun heard these words, he seemed to have heard something funny.

He shook his head, his voice was cold and cold, “How is a Wei family worth it?”

“I just want to stand up and see what the highest point in the world is like.”

It is an indisputable fact that Wei’s Dafang and Erfang did commit felony crimes.

But it was the entire Wei family who ordered the killing by Emperor Qihe.

Many people who have never been involved, including Wei Yun’s father, who has always been cautious and cowardly by nature, cannot escape.

The crime of imprisonment is really the most ridiculous guilt in the world.

Wei Yun hates affiliation most in this life.

Therefore, no matter when it is, Wei Yun never kills or harms his family.

Wei Yun climbed up step by step because he wanted to stand in the highest place in the world, get the most power, and control his own life and death.

Not for the entire Wei family.

But it was also for his innocent father who died tragically, and for himself.

That night, Emperor Qi He vomited blood in anger and fell into a coma again.

The prime minister Song Jinian, who was the party feather of the believer, was also killed in the prime minister’s mansion by Tai Fu Xu Di’an on the day when he failed to seize the palace.

Concubine Song was extremely angry and shocked, but knew that the situation was over, so she could only commit suicide by drinking poison.

And Princess Helan had already died at the hands of Queen You on the eve of the palace change.

Because the prince was never released, Xu Di’an had failed to talk to Wei Yun many times, and secretly contacted Emperor Qihe in Qianlong Palace, but was eventually stopped by Princess Heyu Zhao Shuwei, and used a plan to contact Xu Di’an secretly. Several military commanders who held military power in the army killed him, burned his grain and grass, and destroyed his belongings, making him unable to reach Yingdu as expected by Xu Di’an.

Xu Di’an died, but the prince was still locked in the Dali Temple, not seeing the sun.

When Emperor Qihe heard about this, he knew that the prince was gone, and he vomited blood again on the spot.

Today’s power is in the hands of the national teacher Wei Yun.

It seemed that Ying Du finally had the first sunny day in these days.

The sky was blue, the stratus clouds were spreading, and the pale golden sunlight fell on Wei Yun’s shoulders.

That day, he rode a horse to Qi Ji’s grave.

He stood there for a long time, until dusk came, and the haze burned to scattered red on the horizon.

Finally, with a twist of his wrist, he spilled Qi Ji’s favorite wine on the ground.

“Mingxu, you fall asleep well here.”

He clenched the dagger in his hand.

That was the sharp iron blade he was using for Qi Ji’s Huren.

Wei Yun’s original intention was to send Qi Ji to defend himself, but Qi Ji…but always used it to cut the roasted mutton.

As if thinking of a lot of the inconsequential things that this friend did back then, Wei Yun bends the corners of his lips, as if to smile softly, but there is gradually a lightness in his pupils. The mist is almost invisible.

“Life is only a rush for dozens of years, you are waiting for me.”

He picked off the lid of the jar of wine and took a sip.

The transparent wine slid down his chin to the throat, and stained his clothes into deeper marks.

He wiped a handful of water stains on his chin, stood up, and threw the wine jar in his hand to the ground, turning it into a pile of fragments.

Putting the dagger in front of the tombstone, Wei Yun turned and left.

The gate of time and space, wrapped in the color of the nebula, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wei Yun stepped in, and the light curtain disappeared instantly with his figure.

When he appeared in the living room, Xie Tao, who was sitting at the dining table, stood up reflexively.

Wei Yun didn’t speak, but stared at the girl in front of him quietly all the time.

When Xie Tao came to him, she was unprepared, so she lifted her feet off the ground, was picked up by him, and sat half on the back of the sofa.

His chin was against the top of her hair, as if at this moment, she was all his sustenance.

“Wei Yun, it’s time to eat.” Xie Tao couldn’t see his expression, so she could only pull his sleeves.

She understands his pain and understands his helplessness at the moment.

All she thinks she can do is to stay with him.

Just like him, give up his life.

Even if the years are an invisible web, even if the future may be, there will be many problems.

But she has never been so determined.