latelenovela Chapter 245 Farewell of Life and Death
Chapter 245 Farewell of Life and Death
It's sad to say that since Yangyang could remember, she could only see her father in a yellowed photo, but when she sees him now, he still seems so familiar and kind.
Yangyang didn't check and stared at King Rong with tears in his eyes, who was full of hesitation and uneasiness.
The eunuch in charge of ceremonies and Aunt Xi looked at each other, then crawled on the ground and cried bitterly, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid we can't keep this girl!"
"Prince Zi'an is also concerned about Your Majesty's reputation, but being indecisive is not Your Majesty's style. Your Majesty must not make the same mistake over and over again!"
The eunuch Si Li used the words of Prince Zi'an out of context to fan the flames, causing all the ministers to kneel on the ground in twos and threes, as if they were determined to make Yang Yang's name of "witch" real today.
The sound of "witch" entered Yangyang's ears, which made Yangyang think of the former Jia family. She wondered if she had also left Rong State in embarrassment and pain due to such hardships.
And this is what Prince Zi'an was really worried about. He knew that as long as Yangyang returned to the palace, this incident would definitely happen.
However, he still wanted to see how much kindness and sincerity this princess could arouse in King Rong, whether this country was still worthy of his repeated assistance and loyalty, and how he should deal with the mysterious Aunt Xi. All these were things he urgently needed to determine.
King Rong stood on the golden platform with lifeless eyes. He thought for a long time and then slowly said, "Okay, okay! As you wish, as you wish!"
The deafening sound penetrated Yangyang's eardrums. Yangyang could see that he had clearly recognized her, but why? Why didn't she defend herself?
Yangyang was stunned as if her whole body was frozen. It took her a long time to look up at King Rong on the golden platform again. Could it be that the experiment had come to this point just to let her meet her heartless father and recognize the reality of her life where she had no one to rely on when she came and when she left?
Hehehe! How funny! Yangyang couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha!"
She thought about herself in Dapu. Although she was not the biological daughter of Zuo Xiang, he still protected her for many years. But now that she came to Rong State, the father in front of her treated her like a vicious snake and avoided her. She was destined to have a cold family relationship, which was so in modern times and so here.
Seeing Yangyang laughing, the eunuch stood up and called the guards, "Quick! Put this witch in the dark cell! Quick!"
Several guards in golden armor quickly rushed into the hall.
"No need!" Yangyang resolutely shook off the guard's pull, she held the broken hairpin in her palm, stood up with a resentful look in her eyes,
Her eyes swept across the bewildered ministers, across the Prince of Zi'an who turned a blind eye, across the proud and arrogant Aunt Xi, and finally landed on Prince Rong who didn't even dare to look at her.
Juejue reminded King Rong, "This crown is broken to begin with. If it is broken, then throw it away. If you throw it away, then don't regret it!"
Turning around, Yangyang dropped the crown that she was about to wear to the ground. She raised her head proudly and said, "This princess will not allow people like you who don't care about good or evil to get close to me. This princess will walk the road by herself!"
As she spoke, she took off her heavy coat and walked towards the light outside the hall as if relieved of a heavy burden. The guards surrounded her, either retreating or advancing, and none of them dared to approach her.
Just as he walked out of the hall, a big knife flashed past the guard in front of him, and a stream of scarlet water splashed on the door of the hall.
The ministers were in an uproar, their terrified eyes all fell on the broadsword guards. Even Aunt Xi and King Rong on the golden stage were surprised. Who would dare to stop the golden armor in the palace?
Yangyang held her breath and looked, her eyes full of stars, "An!" She never thought that he would come back to save her at this time.
An said calmly, "Princess, An will definitely protect you!"
Yangyang was moved and was pulled behind An. He stood in front of Yangyang with the courage to fight ten people at once and retreated to the railing of the platform.
The deaths of the two golden-armored guards made the remaining golden-armored guards extremely hateful. Most of them were desperate and would not care about life or death. How could they surrender to a small guard who suddenly appeared and took people away from them?
As they spoke, more men in golden armor suddenly rushed onto the platform outside the hall. They surrounded An and Yangyang with knives in hand.
The golden armor gradually approached, and a figure stood out from the golden armor. The voice of King Zi'an came, "An! Put down the knife in your hand, this is not something you can help with."
An was unmoved when he heard this and said, "I have only one mission, and that is to protect the princess!" After saying this, he glanced at Yangyang behind him.
Yangyang grabbed An's clothes from behind, looked at the group of people in golden armor attacking, and then looked at King Zi'an who was hesitantly shaking his head. She couldn't let An take risks, she couldn't watch anyone die in front of her eyes again, "An! Put down the knife, this princess is willing to go with them!"
"Princess! I won't let them take you to the dark prison. If you go there, you will only die!" An was determined. While Yangyang was about to say something, he rushed out like a wild horse.
"An! No!"
The sounds of fighting had long drowned out Yangyang's shouts. The bright crescent moon in the daytime was dyed red again and again. People kept falling to the ground and screaming. Yangyang saw An's figure resisting in the golden armor. It took only half an incense stick of time from the time he stood up to the time he held the knife on the ground.
"An! Stop hitting me!" Yangyang sobbed.
But he still resolutely stood in front of Yangyang, slashing or being chopped with his sword again and again, until he fell to his knees on the ground, still sweeping the golden armor with bloodshot eyes. Those in golden armor were shocked for a second by his stubborn resistance.
At that moment, Yangyang stepped forward and stood in front of An Shen, who was spitting blood, and roared at the top of her lungs, "Let him go, let him go, this princess will never resist, this princess will go to the dark prison now!"
"Princess..." An was about to say something, but before he could finish his words, he heard a heavy fall to the ground.
Yangyang turned around, put his arm around An's head, and placed it on his shoulder.
Yangyang smelled the pungent smell of blood. Every part of his body was covered with bloody wounds, and he didn't know where to put his hands. "An! An, hold on, you still have to protect me!"
"Princess, it's... An, useless!"
"No! No, An is..." Before Yangyang could finish her words, she felt An's head on her shoulder fall heavily to the side, as if he had lost his breath. "An!" Yangyang trembled all over and used her last bit of strength to hug him.
"An!" Yangyang cried bitterly and embraced the painful determination in her life. She didn't understand that in just one day, she tasted the most painful powerlessness and separation in the world.
Why did they let her come to Rongguo? Why did they let her enter the palace? She didn't understand. She wanted to shout and scream, but in the end she could only say sadly, "An, why? Why?"