Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 525
is that so?
Is he also a victim like Ning Sijin said?
But in these years, after he climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, it was Prime Minister Nangong who took him in.
Prime Minister Nangong was his father’s best friend.
Prime Minister Nangong clearly told him that his entire family was killed by Ning Sijin…
“Do you believe him?”
Si Jin suddenly spoke, which shocked Beitang Linyuan’s heart, and his expression changed accordingly.
Si Jin continued to ask, making his words clear: “Do you believe Prime Minister Nangong wants to kill me on his behalf?”
Two years in prison was a stain on the original owner’s life.
Therefore, when Beitang Linyuan asked about that time, Si Jin naturally knew the instigator behind it.
But now that we’ve said it all, let’s talk about it.
Si Jin doesn’t like misunderstandings.
I also don’t like to force “deep sadomasochism” without making it clear.
In this plane, Xiao Tianjun is obviously very good at kung fu, but he has been defeated by him several times.
That proves that Xiao Tianjun is reluctant to hurt him from the bottom of his soul.
In this case, A Yuan cannot be misunderstood.
He cannot be made to feel that he is protecting his enemy.
It was too cruel and unfair to A Yuan.
“me……”
Beitang Linyuan lowered his head, feeling confused.
All kinds of emotions were tangled up, and I had a severe headache.
But at the same time, he vaguely recalled a past event.
On the day when the Beitang family was wiped out, Ning Sijin seemed to have actually led someone to rescue them.
He remembered the general in silver armor who was stabbed through the heart with a sword in front of him.
I also remember the triumphant face of Prime Minister Nangong in the corner.
That was the most painful memory when he was ten years old, but why had he never thought of it all these years?
Seeing that Beitang Linyuan’s expression softened slightly, Si Jin took back his divine power.
He just said, this stupid boy was already ten years old when his family was exterminated, how could he not be able to tell who the enemy was.
It turns out that someone used drugs to block the memory of ten years ago!
With the help of Si Jin’s divine power, Beitang Linyuan quickly recalled the sad past.
When he looked up again, his eyes were empty and filled with helpless tears.
“I believe you.”
“Your Majesty…I believe in you…”
As he spoke, he stepped forward in two steps and blocked Si Jin’s lips carelessly.
He just held the person in his arms, and the kiss made his body feel strange, but he didn’t let go.
He understood that the person he wanted to kill was not the person with whom he exchanged breaths in his arms.
But the hypocritical old thief Nangong Mi in the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
The old thief killed his whole family and wanted to take him in.
Wearing that smiling facade, he deceived the Beitang family’s martial arts skills every day and asked him to help train assassins for the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
It was clearly just to disgust him and his miserable parents!
No wonder that in recent years, the old thief has always used his political power to eliminate dissidents and gain power in the court.
They clearly took a fancy to his identity, deceived him, and took advantage of him.
But the one in your arms is your benefactor.
Beitang Linyuan can clearly distinguish this grudge.
Over the years, although he lived in the Prime Minister’s Mansion, he had been training with the assassins.
There was no special treatment, and the number of times he saw Nangong Mi was pitiful.
I have never regarded Nangong Mi as a relative, and I don’t think I can’t do anything to him just because Nangong Mi took him in with ulterior motives in the past few years!
He must kill Nangong Mi and avenge the Beitang family!
After figuring this out, Beitang Linyuan was completely relieved of his psychological burden.
He no longer suppressed his true nature and inner joy, and ran his knuckles through Si Jin’s hair, gradually deepening the kiss.
After an unknown amount of time, Beitang Linyuan finally let go.
Taking advantage of the moment when Si Jin was taking a breath, he reached the edge of the soup pool in two steps.
His eyes were burning and pious.
“My lord, I want you.”
